TWENTY-THREE : Let the father die, and let the monster rise

[wristsniper]

Another holiday? I'm assuming I should be cautious. However, in light of what happened on Mother's Day, those who were accidentally compelled to bring me toasters may each ask one small favor of me. I think it only fair.

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[gaydrill]

Ja, it might be better to avoid men who could use this for their own good. I already tested this with my drone daughter and the twist seems to be the same as it was on Mother's Day.

But a small favor, mm? I don't think there really is anything I need...

[wristsniper]

...Don't even think of trying it on me, Klavier.

[gaydrill]

Nein, I don't have death wish, Generalmajor. [ Chuckle. ]

Should I suggest you to try some cotton as well if you don't want to have people ordering you around, mm?

[wristsniper]

Perhaps, but I'm a stronger person than that.

[gaydrill]

I don't doubt that.

But is it alright if I ask this small favor from you later?

[wristsniper]

A rain check?

[gaydrill]

Ja, a rain check. I'd rather save it for the future when I truly need a favor.

[wristsniper]

Of course. You just need to ask if I have time before you ask it of me.

[gaydrill]

Ah, you don't need to worry about that. I wouldn't want to force you to do something so suddenly for me.

[wristsniper]

Right. Then it'll be fine.

[gaydrill]

I'll call you once I've thought of something. In the meanwhile, hopefully you won't get bossed around too much today.