The random drabble in the form of text message...
"CHEATER!"
The red-head stepped smoothly out of the path and held a couple of tree branches in front of him. "Coward! I WILL FIND YOU!" There was a pause, then a whisper.
"I am a tree."
Swift almost laughed. "Well, tree," he said grinning. "If you see Gojyo, tell him that I'll never forgive him." He held up a box. "And that I won't share my donuts." He resumed his walk. Seconds later Gojyo was walking beside him.
"Forgive me. Swift, baby, honey." he swung an arm around his shoulders. "And give me one with sprinkles."
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Swift had been wondering if he was capable of having a serious talk with Gojyo, and as the red-head approached him, he decided to check.
"Swift!" Gojyo waved and took a sit in front of him. He looked oddly serious.
"Hi. What's up?"
Gojyo looked at him. "I have a question." he said frowning.
"Okay."
"About your race."
"Okay."
"It's serious."
"Hit me."
Gojyo lit a cigarette. He was obviously having trouble thinking about hot to phrase his question.
"So." he said carefully, "Do you..." he paused, surveying Swift. "Do you really come pink?"