[Voice]

[notintehkitchen]

It feels great to be back in my own body! I've missed using my hands so much. Now I can eat bacon and open things again! Really, those two things are very important!

[There is a squeak in the background.]

That's right, Jell-O says he is happy to see his mother back too. I wonder who was taking care of you while I was gone?

[A few more squeaks come across the feed.]

No one? Did you behave yourself?

[There is no more squeaking.]

I'm taking that as a no. Alright, who's brain matter do I have to clean up?

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[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

There's nothing wrong with dog ears. How is that so strange when you both throw piss? In Paradise, the latter is worse. Dog ears aren't disgusting, they are cute. There's nothing wrong with them. He likes dogs, I thought it would cheer him up if he had sweet little pointy ears atop his head. Is that so wrong?

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Yes, let's move on here so he can pretend he didn't hear what he thought he heard. Must have been his mistake.*

But it don't cheer him up. It makes him more cranky than he already is.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

He hasn't told me to take it off him lately, I don't believe you! Stop telling me lies!

[Something comes to her suddenly.]

You're Spy, aren't you? BLU Sniper would never be so mean to me! Your personality is all wrong!

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm not lying! I jus..

Oh nevermind. It's not loike ya ever listened t' me in th' past either. And I ain't a Spy.

*He reaches up and rubs his eyes behind his glasses. This is what he gets for trying to have conversations.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Are you jealous of me because Mr. Hawk likes me better then you?

[bye_to_yer_head]

*This face.*

You serious?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Why wouldn't I be? If he hated me, he'd try to strangle me while I'm cuddling him in my sleep.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I never said he hated you. You ain't even listening t' what I'm saying.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

He's not miserable. I've seen him smile.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Alroight.

*He sighs. This is going nowhere.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Crosses her arms and pouts.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

What?

OSHI--

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

If I made him miserable...

Why would he kiss me?

[Shoving her hands over her face, she begins to sob quietly.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

He...

Wait what?

*Serious brain malfunction incoming.*

He did what now?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Mr. Hawk kissed me! If I make him feel terrible he wouldn't do such a thing! I must make him happy. I know because I kiss Jell-O too because I feel happy by his presence. Not in the same way, but...

[And she's totally sobbing uncontrollably now.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

He...

*Okay, bypassing that for now. More important things to focus on.*

Come on now Pyro, don't cry. I didn't mean it loike that.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

H-he... *hic* likes me... *hic*... he does.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Alroight, alroight. Maybe he does. I wouldn't know.

*He actually looks a bit concerned now.*

Don't .. don't do that. Ya don't got t' cry none about it.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Her face has gotten pretty red from the tears shed. Rubbing her eyes, she continues with her cries.]

Yes, I do. If Mr. Hawk hates me, that means nobody likes me anymore and I'll be alone with Jell-O all over again. At this point in time, it'd best to give up and put back on my mask then.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I didn't say he hated you! I don't hate ya. I don't think anyone hates ya.

Why are you being like this?

*Sniper. Master of consoling crying women.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I'm not being like anything. I'm being honest. What's the point?

[bye_to_yer_head]

What's th' point 'f what?

Honestly Pyro, no one hates ya.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Maybe not Jell-O and Mr. Hawk since they've both kissed me and cuddled me.

[STOP BRINGING THAT TIDBIT UP.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

I don't hate ya either.

*But he's not about to kiss OR cuddle you.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

You sure act like you do.