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[medanmyboy]

[Crickle. Crickle Crickle. It's not quite a crackle. It's too quiet, too subtle. Although it's Meryl's frequency, he's left it on the table, where Monk Gyatso is curiously watching something.]

[He's not the only curious one in the house. Footfalls are coming closer, and then Meryl's voice, slightly suspicious.] Gyatso? What are you doing?

[And if

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[flynfruitpies]

There.

[Gyatso leans back, smiling at his friend.] Can you move now?

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[medanmyboy]

E-er....

[If you look veeery closely, there might be a little bit of color in Meryl's cheeks. He blinks, and straightens, and then awkwardly backs away, safe from the mistletoe now.]

Yes. Yes, I can. [Just in case you didn't notice him doing it. Or something. This is awkward.]

Thank...you. [AWKWARDDDDDDD.]

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[flynfruitpies]

[Gyatso moves to place his glass down. Then, he puts his mexican jumping beans back into their little case before moving them and the glass. Best to not get stuck again.

And it seems like the monk is not the least bit embarrassed. After all, it wasn't like the kiss meant to be embarrassing.]

You're welcome, Meryl.

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[medanmyboy]

[Of course it wasn't. And Meryl really shouldn't be embarrassed either. It was just on the forehead, and they didn't really have a choice in the matter, and they're both grown adults and being embarrassed by a kiss is for children.

And yet, here he is, feeling like a little kid with his first crush. It has occurred to him, in fleeting moments, that such an analogy might not be completely off-base. Gyatso has been kind to him since day one, and they've been living together - in a sort of domestic partnership, if you would - for at least a year....

But it's ridiculous. Absurd. He's ancient. He doesn't need such frivolities...

He coughs and moves away from the doorway, and that damned plant.]

I....

[C'mon, man. Snap out of it.]

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[loyal_cube]

[He was about to comment on the jumping beans but-]

[loyal_cube]

[OH GOD HIS BRAAAAAAAAIN]

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[medanmyboy]

....?

[What is this? It - ]

[medanmyboy]

[i-it - recorded?!]

Erghhhh -

[gallantgoggles]

[Guilmon had wandered into the room just in time to catch the end of that exchange. He looks very confused.]

Nah, why did you try to eat him? Does he taste good?

Maybe Takato knows.

[medanmyboy]

[JDSJGEJKGKRMWFADJDS GUILMON FKGAJF.]

He wasn't - eating me - !

I'm sorry

[gallantgoggles]

[Guilmon tilts his head curiously.]

Are you sure? Culumon says that eating each other is a silly game that humans play.

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[medanmyboy]

[Wait, what? What is this weird description of kissing...?]

...No, most humans don't eat each other. Especially not as a silly game.

[He looks at Guilmon, wondering if he should explain further. He supposes the raptor-thing is sort of like a child...so he should act like he's a child...

He pinches the bridge of his nose and goes to sit at the table.]

Come here, Guilmon.