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Who: North, and you!
Where: The tea shop
When: Day 116, brunch

[North is doing her first live? her first live! and she's got a little cake in front of her, as she's broadcasting from her phone, with some clearly bad acting.]

Heyyy! I've never done a live before, so go easy on me, okayyyy? Anyway--

I'm gonna beeeeeet noooooo one can eat as much cake as me!

And loser has to braid the winner's hair. Nya.

If you think you can beeeeeeat meeeee. [she winks]

But you can't! Bye!

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But not bragging points.

[which are worth absolutely nothing so good job Mars]

I'll be sure to buy a motorcycle with bragging points.

-- oh. Thanks for reminding me that I've got to do that so I can kick King and Meka's asses in our next bike race.

[THUMBS UP]

[does he just like, live off of winning, or. . .]

[i mean, doesn't know who Meka is but can understand getting competitive with King.

snerks.]

What? Not going to add me to that list?

[Meka is only his NEW FAVORITE TEAMMATE because they wrestle a lot]

Oh? Do you wanna be on that list? I guess beating you in more than one thing would be pretty satisfying.

[FINGERGUNS]

[oh, you're definitely asking for a fight]

We'll see about that.

[when is Mars not asking for a fight]

Yeup. We sure will. Just don't cry afterwards, all right? I'm not sure I can handle that.

[ok more accurately, Joker actually down to fight and it's not because he's overwhelmed for once]

Tears of laughter because I'm going to kick your ass.

[THROW A PUNCH, JOKER. HE DARES YOU]

[silently]

Hey! Look at you, shit-talking me back. You're getting better at this.

[DUCKING TO THE SIDE OF THAT, laughing a bit]

Yeah, yeah. Can't a guy have a few months of figuring his shit out before he's written off for not knowing how to talk shit?

I never said I wrote you off, just that I'm impressed with you today. There's a difference.

It's all this sugar content, clearly.

[no it's not]

Yes. Obviously sugar improves one's shit talking abilities.

[DRY]

One hundred percent.

Why not try downing another slice of cake, then?

Oh— wait. You gave up.

[... mm...

time to shove cake in Mars's face again]

[ACK-- this time he's too slow to dodge, so now he has. . . cake all over his face]

[. . .]

[wipes some frosting from his forehead and tries to smear it on Joker's. HA!]

[sorry not sorry, North. two mangy feline phantom thief leaders are gonna have some cake battles

since it does in fact smear all over Joker's face

IT'S ON NOW]

[CAKE FOOD FIGHT]

[what a waste of good cake]

[grabs two more slices with each hand, one he chucks at Joker and the other he holds onto while he ducks for cover behind a table]

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