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[searingedgelord]

Who: BEDE (and visitors)
Where: Bad End dorms
When: Day 130, Post-game

[So everything is terrible, and it's probably time for a cuddle pile.]

Comments

[artisticliberty]

[seems to recover a little, and squeezes back]

I... do not know how to feel about everything just yet. And there are more pressing matters to deal with. So I should not dwell on it.

[foolmetwice]

You can if you want. We're all okay in here.

[for. . . various definitions of "okay," Mars is definitely scarred to hell and back and in pain, but whatever]

I don't mind.

[artisticliberty]

Will you pet me?

[ears twitch]

1/2

[foolmetwice]

[oh my god]

[foolmetwice]

. . . yeah, sure. Okay.

[WHY NOT?? HIS LIFE IS ALREADY STRANGE!!]

[lifts a hand to pat Fox on the head, right between his brand new ears]

[artisticliberty]

[lowers his head for ease of petting. his tail wags eagerly]

Thank you.

[feels nice u////u]

[foolmetwice]

[cute. . .]

[feels very nice ////]

Stress relief. . .

[artisticliberty]

[tail goes thump thump thump and fox decides to just lay on his side and enjoy this]

Is it working?

[foolmetwice]

Weirdly? Yes.

[. . . flicks one of Fox's ears gently, before scritching right behind it]

[artisticliberty]

[ear!! flicks back!! but then fox just seems to mmmmmmmelt entirely]

--nnh?

[foolmetwice]

[what if he just]

[continues to scritch Fox's ears with one hand]

[and floofs his tail with the other]

[FLOOF]

[artisticliberty]

[i guess fox will just

quietly die

maybe weakly grab at mars' wrist while he has his face shoved into the floor to hide how beet red he is (the tips of his ears give it away though)]

M-Mars.

[foolmetwice]

[SUPER CUTE. . .]

[but he does stop when Fox grabs his wrist, a questioning noise in the back of his throat]

What?

[artisticliberty]

[blinks up at him through his eyelashes, his expression caught but hungry]

This is... affecting me more than I thought it would.

1/2

[foolmetwice]

[jesus christ don't look at him like that]

[foolmetwice]

[-- jerks his hands back, stuffing them into his pockets as he looks. . . away. . .]

O. . . oops.

[artisticliberty]

[clears his throat and glances away, shifting so he's not facing mars, his tail kind of curling up and brushing against mars's hand before it disappears into pockets]

It is fine... if you just--be gentle.

[foolmetwice]

[gentle?? what's that mean???? is that a word in Mars's dictionary??]

I wasn't being gentle before?

[artisticliberty]

That is... you were floofing me.

[he was being floofed]

[foolmetwice]

[he was TOTALLY being floofed]

Floofing isn't gentle?

[artisticliberty]

It is... stimulating.

[tail thumps against the floor restlessly]

[foolmetwice]

[wh]








Ah.

[artisticliberty]

[//////

ears swivel towards mars]

You understand.

[foolmetwice]

Yes. I do.

[his gaze flickers down, then immediately snaps back up again because NO MARS IT'S RUDE TO LOOK no matter how interested you might be]







. . . sssssorry.

[artisticliberty]

[HIS LEGS ARE CROSSED RIGHT NOW ANYWAY]

It is alright... you may continue to pet my ears, if you like. That should not cause any problems.