Bob: "If that is your inclination, I cannot stop you, of course. However, I anticipate the sudden onset of temporary amnesia the next time you are desperate for a potion formula."
*picks him up very carefully and formally, holds him close--displaying as much reserve and decorum toward the sweet munchkin as is possible--and plants a respectful little kiss on his sweet little nose*
(I'm imagining a "sweet little nose", despite appearances. Let's just pretend ok? *laugh*)
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*g* I think Bob might be able to accept that.
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*picks him up very carefully and formally, holds him close--displaying as much reserve and decorum toward the sweet munchkin as is possible--and plants a respectful little kiss on his sweet little nose*
(I'm imagining a "sweet little nose", despite appearances. Let's just pretend ok? *laugh*)
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Bob: And far more dignified than mine.
Mun: Oh, it is not. Quit complaining.
Bob: Never.
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