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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ continues her trek towards one of the less crowded areas of the school, holding two bags full of (homemade) food close to her chest. when she spots her company for the afternoon she shifts the excess weight to free her hands; comes up behind anthony, reaching up to put her palms over his eyes as she happily exclaims: ]

Guess who~!

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tugs on him a little. ]

Aw, but I need help washing my hair!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives her hand a pat. ]

That's your dad's privilege.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

But daddy isn't here right now...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

You can save it. I'll give you my swimming cap.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ whines and tugs at him more. ]

Pleaaaase? I'll leave on my underwear-!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Under-- [ pushes at the button to the elevator rapidly. ]

No!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ rubs her face into his shoulder. ]

I promise they're not white! I have pink flower patterns on, they won't go see-through if they get wet!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ tries to twitch away, covering his face with his free hand. ]

That's not the problem.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Then what is the problem, mister?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ mouth flaps open a bit as he tries to gather his thoughts. ]

U-Und-- it's not good! I'm a bo-- you're a g-- MY DAD.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ peers up at him, clinging onto his arm a bit tighter. ]

Oh, your dad won't mind! Remember the time when he thought we were doing something naughty and he just walked out?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ wordlessly lowers his face further into his hand in mortification. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ hums some tune while anthony explodes does his thing, stepping and tugging her companion into the elevator when it arrives. takes the liberty to push the correct number before leaning into him again. ]

It's perfectly natural, you know~ I don't mind!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shuffles along when he's tugged, sighing miserably while his face temperature remains stubbornly at the high end of the spectrum. ]

. . . Pass. Please pass.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ droops a bit. ]

Am I not attractive enough...?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives her a nudge. ]

Rhetorical question. Laws of society. I am an enemy of the u-under. . . wear.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

That's nice way of saying "no".

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ mumbles a small 'yeeessss' in victory under his breath. ]

Ten points to Neverland.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks increasingly panicked, tugging on him insistently. ]

SO I AM UNATTRACTIVE, THEN? Y-You said you like girls with black hair! I know I don't have a very feminine body, but... I'll grow, I'll grow!

1/3

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . ?

[ wait how did-- ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . ?!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sfkjkga damage control. ]

N-NO! No to-- no to bath!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ just whiiiiiiines and looks butthurt. ]

Lies! I'm gonna tell your dad!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ scoots a little closer to her to nuzzle at the side of her head with his nose. ]

My dad knows the truth.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ slowly comes out of her distress, peering up at him. ]

The truth?