[ On this fine Lucetian afternoon, a polite young boy and a loud man are having a mild squabble in the middle of the plaza. Suddenly, however, the boy gets very, very quiet. And smiles, absently reaching for a pocket. ]
Kio, could you please hold out your hand?
Oh, okay!
[ ClickThat sharp noise was the sound of an artist being handcuffed to the
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[TUGS AT THE HANDCUFF LIKE IT'LL COME OFF MAGICALLY]
I'm not into this kind of fetish! Let me go!
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[TUG TUG TUG WHIIINE.]
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[ because you suck that much, Kio. ]
In any case, why would a fetish make me handcuff you in broad daylight?
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[POINTS ACCUSINGLY]
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I don't have any fetishes for you!
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I don't want to play cops and robbers so suddenly!
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[ Suddenly, there is a key in Allen's hand. Allen, who is coincidentally standing out of reach. ]
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Hey! I need that!
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[ Allen puts it on the other side of the fountain. Then he sits down on the ledge between Kio and the key to keep an eye out. ]
You can ask other people to bring it to you.
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[POUTS]
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