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[resoundingfang]

[No matter how you look at it, snow is wet. It's rather bothersome too, as it's incredibly difficult to maneuver around in it. When you're a person, don't you have to practically step one leg over the other and jump around a little, just to make sure that you don't become that wet because of it

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[couldbeeeepthem]

[Little!Saki watches the pig for a few moments... and then holds her head with a groan.]

[resoundingfang]

[He ends up hearing that sound, causing him to turn his head and stare at the little girl.]

[couldbeeeepthem]

[She begins to sit down on the sidewalk, still holding her head.]

Loud...

[resoundingfang]

?

[He's a little concerned, yet confused at this girl's plight. He just walks over and stands next to her.]

Bwee?

[couldbeeeepthem]

[Looks down at the pig, still holding her head.]

...You don't want to be near me, mister pig... I'll only wind up hurting you...

[resoundingfang]

[P-Chan here just continues to stare, slightly tilting his head. She doesn't really look like she's capable of hurting anyone, but that was just what he saw. Regardless, he didn't run, just giving her a slightly quizzical look.]

[couldbeeeepthem]

[And all of those confusing thoughts flood her mind. She rubs her face.]

I'm sorry about this, mister pig...

[resoundingfang]

[He's not quite sure what she's talking about, but the situation seems kinda sad. Reluctantly in the off chance that she WAS dangerous, he walks over to place a hoof on her arm, squealing sadly-- almost as if he was trying to say that she didn't need to apologize.]

[couldbeeeepthem]

...

[Slowly looks at him, almost in shock. Hesitantly, she puts a hand down, and begins to gently stroke his head.]

... Your waves are different... You're not normal... Neither am I.

[resoundingfang]

Bweo?

[How could she tell that? Well... it's not like it's not true, but the fact that she pointed it out. Well. He'd run away in embarrassment, if what she was doing wasn't comforting.]

[couldbeeeepthem]

...It's all right, mister pig. I promise, I won't tell anyone.

[She makes a cross on her heart - cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye.]