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[erhabenheit]

[Bass is sitting outside of Mimmi's room on Deck 6. He has his legs drawn up, his head between his knees and his hands over his ears. Every so often his shadow will pipe up and hiss or laugh.]

DADDY DOESN'T LOVE YOU

Scheitern.

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[missmimmi]

[Mimmi hears that shit outside her door. She's been hiding away during all this mess because, but not anymore. This is getting ridiculous.

She flings open her door and looks down at Bass]

Forte?

Tsk, tsk. You haven't taught him to sit up straight?

[erhabenheit]

He came to see you, we wanted to see you, he-

[As soon as the shadow begins to speak Bass scrambles to his feet and lurches toward Mimmi. He clamps his hands over her ears tightly, just barely controlled enough to keep from hurting her. His eyes focus on her chin.]

[missmimmi]

[Well color her surprised. Mimmi grabs his hands and attempts to pull them away from her ears]

Forte! Stop it.

Such a naughty, disrespectful boy. You haven't taught him any manners, either?

[Hrrrrgh]

[erhabenheit]

[Bass keeps his hands over her ears and avoids her eyes, though his expression crumples into something not quite anger but not quite sadness. Something in between.

Her shadow is talking too, apparently, but it isn't so hurtful that he visibly reacts to it. He's heard much worse.

When she orders him to stop he shakes his head, two quick, jerky movements.]

[missmimmi]

[Poor Bass. But Mimmi keeps trying to pull his hands away.]

Forte, it is all right.

He could use a decent paddling in my opinion. I wouldn't let him give me such a nasty look.

[erhabenheit]

[At Mimmi's insistence Bass slowly lowers his hands, but he still doesn't look her in the eye.]

Let me come inside.

RIGHT NOW, we want to go inside, he doesn't want anyone to hear.

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi wonders if it would hurt if she stomped on Bass' shadow.

She doesn't say anything, but nods and ushers Bass quickly inside her room]

He can't even say please. Have you taught him anything at all? You are both hopeless!

[erhabenheit]

[It's about time Bass loses his temper.]

Rrrrrgghhh, you shut the hell up too! God damn I hate you things!

[Even as Mimmi shuffles him into her room he's going to kick at her shadow, possibly making the job of moving him inside a lot more difficult than it should be.]

[missmimmi]

[Ffff Bass]

I do not think kicking it is going to help much, Forte.

Rude, horrible boy! Tsk tsk tsk!

[erhabenheit]

Shut your Goddamn mouth! I don't care how rude I am!

No really, we don't give a shit.

[Bass slams the door and stalks around the room for a moment, either trying to cool down or trying to get away from his shadow.]

[missmimmi]

I have never met such an intolerable boy! You kiss your mother with that mouth?!

[If Mimmi thought it were possible, she'd smother her shadow. She would grab the nearest pillow and kill it dead. But she's just going to try and ignore it because she's totally setting an example.

Totally]

How have you been, Forte? I hope you have been keeping out of trouble. And... taking care of yourself.

[RAMBLE RAMBLE]

[erhabenheit]

I haven't been in the brig lately so obviously I'm not getting into your brand of trouble.

[He's also been bored out of his mind. Bass throws himself down on Mimmi's couch, which creaks beneath his considerable weight. He jabs a finger at her shadow.]

And don't pretend we can't hear that. If you don't like how I'm acting, tell me to get out.

[missmimmi]

[SIGH]

It is fine, Forte. I do not want you to leave.

Well I want him to leave.

[Christ why won't her shadow STFU]

[erhabenheit]

Do you want me to leave or not? [Bass folds his arms and glares.]

[missmimmi]

No.

Yes. Get out.

Shut up.

[slidgfskfsldisaydfgwef]

[erhabenheit]

...how come you're never straight with me, huh?

-think he's stupid, think we're stupid, WE KNOW THEY TELL THE TRUTH.