[HELLO? These back to back BLOWS? Jason rolls his eyes up and makes a grab for his heart. He falls back into the bed--he's already lying on the bed, it's stupid.]
Oh! Ugh! Pierced by the searing hot lance of condescension. I think... I can see the light... It's over for me....
she watches jason slowly die on the bed, and then kicks him gently in the side.]
Wake up. [she says, but she's trying not to laugh.] You both hit my incredibly high standards of being nice to me like, five percent of the time! Good job.
[Where's HIS gentle pillow. Can't believe he's going to have to get beat up again for Cloud to treat him tenderly (no).]
That's like telling a cat not to have a tail.
[He will behave enough that Lup can lie back down with them again. He turns onto his side facing them and shoves his face between her arm and shoulder and the bed. Hiding.]
I'm not - milking it! You yelled at me earlier for walking around! You can't have it both ways! [but she doesn't sound annoyed or anything, and when jason wiggles under her, she huffs, shifting to wrap an arm around him and pet his hair.
[ no he's fine watching thanks. after a bit he does shuffle closer. Jason is not being the meat of the sandwich this time but cloud lays an arm gently around lup and rests his hand over Jason's shoulder. he is touching.... both. ]
I'd say it's about 60/40 on benefits and drawbacks.
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Oh! Ugh! Pierced by the searing hot lance of condescension. I think... I can see the light... It's over for me....
[He
pretends to die.]
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[HER STANDARDS AREN'T LOW probably maybe.
she watches jason slowly die on the bed, and then kicks him gently in the side.]
Wake up. [she says, but she's trying not to laugh.] You both hit my incredibly high standards of being nice to me like, five percent of the time! Good job.
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Five seems generous.
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You feeling okay? I don't remember a single time I've been nice to you. [Tch.] Your standards are so far in the dirt.
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[she says, dryly, laying back down on the bed gingerly.]
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but a lot more gently ]
Don't milk it.
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That's like telling a cat not to have a tail.
[He will behave enough that Lup can lie back down with them again. He turns onto his side facing them and shoves his face between her arm and shoulder and the bed. Hiding.]
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I'm not - milking it! You yelled at me earlier for walking around! You can't have it both ways! [but she doesn't sound annoyed or anything, and when jason wiggles under her, she huffs, shifting to wrap an arm around him and pet his hair.
she whacks cloud with the pillow.]
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You can't blame your injuries for stuff that's been true all along. [ overestimating how nice they are AND having bad taste both. ] That's different.
[ is it. ]
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Wow… Shocking.
He does peek at Cloud over Lup, though.]
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Well, fine then. I have bad taste, but you both benefit from that greatly. [uwu]
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I'd say it's about 60/40 on benefits and drawbacks.
[ he says, cuddling them both ]