[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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[bye_to_yer_head]

Way ahead 'f ya mate. Already halfway through a pack this mornin'. Guess I'm gonna give Spy a run fer his money.

Ya met yer new housemate yet?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Groans.]

I'm avoiding that. He guessed I was a girl without hearing me or seeing me.

[bye_to_yer_head]

He's a Spy. I wouldn't be surprised if he knew all our names an' our hometowns too. Least he hasn't killed anyone I suppose.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

He'd kill you first.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I already ruined his suit an' bit him and he hasn't stabbed me yet.

But I'll be sure t' let you know first if I get a knoife in my back.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I told him to behave or else I'd sic Jell-O on him.

[bye_to_yer_head]

... Did that work?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Sticks out chest proudly.]

Well, he hasn't killed anyone yet, right?!

[bye_to_yer_head]

That ya know of. I took him t' the RED Base so he should be around fer you t' keep an eye on.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I'll have Jell-O babysit him. He's very good at babysitting.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Nightmare fuel.*

If ya say so. Yer little blob may die if he eats Spy's brains, provided he has any, I'm sure nicotine ain't good fer animals.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

No worries. I'm rather certain Jell-O cannot die.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Eugh. That's... alroight then.

How'd th' thing take t' you bein' a dog?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

He didn't seem to realize I was a dog. I was never with him while I was one. He can't find my scent in this body.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Ah. Guess that's fer th' best. He moight 'ave troid t' eat you or something.

Bloody paradise. That's the second time I've been turned into a damn animal.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

But you make such a cute little one. You should stay that way.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I loike myself foine th' way I am, thanks.

'sides it'd be roight hard t' shoot anyone without thumbs.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Please? Go back to a dog and I'll light cigarettes for you to smoke.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'd die.

Dogs can't 'ave nicotine.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I don't believe you! I'm going to turn you back into a dog somehow!

[bye_to_yer_head]

It's true, it's poisonous t' dogs. So don't go givin' none t' Chibi or anything.

An' you better not. I'm foine th' way I am. Why do you jus' want me t' be miserable all th' time?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't do it to a real dog! You're awful for thinking that way of me!

No, I want you to be cute all the time.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Oh so it'd be foine t' do it t' me?

Only cos you want everything t' be th' way you want it to. Awfully selfish ain't it?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't have the same affect on you because you wouldn't be a real dog!

[Ouch, that hurts.]

I'm not selfish. You're wrong. ... Why do you say that?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Because yer only thinkin' about yerself. Sure ya helped out th' RED bloke, but ya also embarrassed th' hell out of him and made him damn miserable. Ya didn't have t' do that you know.

This is th' same thing.