Room 429, Saturday Evening

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It had been a long day, and Reno had gotten permission to beat people up for candy, which meant that Deadpool was the coolest adult ever. But, as really cool days tended to go, there was always a time when wee Renos had to retire to their bedrooms again, in order to pull on their pyjamas and get ready for be

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[the_merriest]

Rikku was damp. Okay, she was wet. She'd been out jumping into puddles.

Clearly, the ideal thing to do was to go back to her room and get Petey and drag him around. Which he was going to enjoy the crap out of, since she was wet and all.

She stopped and stared into the room, recognizing one of the two boys inside.

"Heyyyyyyy," she announced. "You still gots cooties."

There had been an epic handwaved argument this morning about that same topic.

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"I gotts cooties, but you gotts fleas," Reno said, giving Mako an epic squeeze to assist him in proving his point.

Mako hated everything. Ever. A lot.

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So did Petey. He mrowled unhappily and wriggled. Help? Someone? Please!?

"Nuh-uh," Rikku said. "Yooooooooou do. Kitty sez so. You gots 'em from your weasel."

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"He's not a weasel. He's a stuperhero," Reno decided, quite on the fly and with a firm stomp of the foot.

He was going to demonstrate by lifting Mako into the air and swinging in circles.

Mako really, really hated everything, now. And he honked mournfully so that the world would know.

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"Petey's a stupernero too!" Rikku declared, hands on her hips. This meant she had to lift him over her head and --

Uh.

"Go up, kitty!" she said peevishly. This was difficult, as Rikku was little and Petey was kinda big.

So she heaved him up into the air.

"He flies," she said proudly.

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Fandom really needed a weetiny intervention society for situations like this. Someone to go door to door to make certain that any pets were not in the hands of those who were just barely old enough to ride on the dragon wagon with their parents at theme parks.

Because Mako? Was totally going up in the air as well. Toward the bed, yes, but it was still possibly the worst day ever for the little ferret.

"They BOTH fly."

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Unintentional pet abuse: yet another unfortunate side effect of Fandom Weirdness.

For his part, Petey landed safely and was going to be over here. Away from his mommy-that-wasn't-quite-his-mommy. Because even he knew she was dim right now.

"He flew betters," she insisted.

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"Nuhhhh, he just landed betters," Reno protested, making his way over to the bed in an attempt to scoop up Mako again.

Mako, on the other hand, was trying to burrow his way to safety under the covers. Oh, great weasel in the sky, what did he do to deserve this?!

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"He don't like you," Rikku decided, noticing Mako scrambling away from Reno. "Cause you gots cooties."

Never mind that she had, earlier, postulated that the weasel was the source of the cooties. Details.

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"And you gots fleas!" Reno threw the covers back off of the bed, and made a flying leap for Mako. "An' he does too like me! Your stinky flea cat doesn't like you!"

How, oh how did these two ever get along when they weren't wee?

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It probably involved that gross kissing stuff they liked to do.

"You're a stupidhead," she announced. "An' you're meeeeeeeeean."

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"I am," Reno said proudly. And then, after a long, thoughtful pause, he added, "Do you have any candy?"

Deadpool gave him permission to punch people to take their candy.

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Rikku patted her pockets down. "Nope," she said, narrowly avoiding face-punching. "Do you gots any?"

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"I miiiiight." Reno hugged onto a very disenchanted ferret and grinned. "But you gotts to apologize for sayin' I have cooties afore you get any."

He'd totally hit that poor rickshaw driver right in the junk on the way back to the dorms because he'd refused to dish out.

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This was a dilemma. Apologize to the meanieface, or not get candy.

"But I want candy," she whined.

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"Well, you don't get none until you say sorry," Reno said, and he'd be crossing his arms over his chest, but he had a weasel to hang on to for dear life. "I earned that candy, fair and square!"