His actions were once again rewarded by a roll of her eyes; something that she’s been catching herself doing a lot around the other but not because she was annoyed but because she found him stupidly amusing. And even though she knew the taller male was joking she advance forward, matching his slug’s racing speed with hers, with her bottom lip stuck out a bit and an innocent facial expression on her face she called out in a rather cute tone of voice. ”Oppa.” She cooed. ”Would you really do such a thing to someo—” Her words trailed off as she bend her head down with a laugh, her previous act falling. ”I can’t do this.”
At his following words she tilted her head, seemingly scanning over his over his appearance; trying to imagine him in the role Clyde. Giving a small shrug of her shoulders she continued. ”I think you got the role down. You just need a hat and a few vlack suits. Guns too.” She chuckled.
He flapped his wings, ruffled his feathers, hopped from foot to foot as if the ground were too hot- mostly simultaneous, save for when he paused all other actions to cover his face in mock disappointment and/or etc, etc. He released a very loud, visibly shaking sigh, and he spoke high, peering at her through his fingers;
“Please, please. You scared me, that was the most startling experience I have ever had, my eyes are tearing up and I think my hands are shaking.” He shook his head, hands still plastered to his face, “It felt too real. That felt too real, and I think it’s time to go home and sit down in a tub of warm water.”
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