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[blutendimpulsge]

 Kaninchengott boookleft. Scleeping. Bookok ooodd. WHere Katzenmutter Cheerios hide?

[ooc: Kvasir is off sleeping, so Madoc is messing with his laptop. He was human once after all. His English, not so good. Also, no sense of privacy, he would totally sell Kassy out for some Cherrios by the bye.]

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[daze_n_dazzle]

...Did you hit your head?

[daze_n_dazzle]

I've got the confusion part down rather nicely right now.

Am I going to be daddy? Sure, why the hell not.

[blutendimpulsge]

Worse.

Can have Cheerios, Katzenvater?

[daze_n_dazzle]

Only if you promise not to bite me if I attempt to grope Kassy in his sleep.

[blutendimpulsge]

Warum nicht when awake?

Okay.

[daze_n_dazzle]

Because he'll hit me if he's awake when I try.

Really? Hm. You're easy to bribe.

[blutendimpulsge]

Hit back?

Cheeerios gut.

[daze_n_dazzle]

That's counter-productive in the long run.

I'll keep that in mind. Is there anything else that you like?

[blutendimpulsge]

Warum?

Shinnny.

[daze_n_dazzle]

Because then he'll consider me to be a wife-beater.

Most weasels do. I'll bring something shiny whenever I get around to dropping by and tracking the cheerios down.

[blutendimpulsge]

Am you?

Prima!

[daze_n_dazzle]

I've only had one wife up to date and I don't exactly remember beating her...

Prima? I'll take that as meaning something good. How long has Kassy been asleep?

[blutendimpulsge]

Hurt no Katzenmutter. No scratch.

Long not. Tireied was.

[daze_n_dazzle]

I won't hurt him.

That's a good sign. I'll be there in a minute, then.

[blutendimpulsge]

Gut.

CHeerios!