[ In the middle of Lander Boulevard is a curious sight. It seems that, over the past few nights, someone has been steadily building up what appears to be a pile of
Blobfish, rubble, and clothes hangers. But now, on Valentide’s eve, it has been completed
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ITS A LITTLE THING CALLED RUBBIN IT IN MY FACE WWHEN YOU GO AND WWALLOWW WWITH HIM
NO ONE WWANTS TO SEE
ESPECIALLY NOT ME
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I remember you!
You glubbed a weird language!
I )(ope you )(ave a GR-----EAT Valentide's day!
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So, let's glub aout more important stuff!
Like
W)(o's your matesprit? Do you know yet? 38)
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[ Just give him a minute, he's trying to figure out how to best find a place to wallow on this pile. Eventually he just... falls backwards into the pile. But okay yeah, that works.]
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So I t)(oug)(t I s)(ould get it done in time to C-EL--EBRAT-E!
Is it comfy enoug)( for your sensitive )(usk? )(e)(e)(e!
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[He moves around a LOT, fidgeting and pushing around but EVENTUALLY, he settles down for real this time.]
oh 2o we're celebratiing human vacatiion2 now.
not that ii
don't liike thii2 or anythiing.
...
thank2, ff.
[And now he feels terrible because he didn't do anything for her...]
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[ After that happy exclamation, and once Sollux is properly settled, she'll wallow over, facing him. She can sense that glum mood from a mile away, so she begins preemptive measures against it.
Mainly by stretching one corner of his mouth into a smile. ]
Don't you start moping on me!
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I'm not all t)(at sure w)(at's in )(ere, actually!
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I, u)(.
Actually wouldn't want to eat one of t)(ese t)(ings. 38?
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