[ when sunny returns, shoyo is sure to bring his hand to the cloth to allow sunny some rest for his hand. to be very honest, it was nice. very nice. he almost forgets to do what he’s planned and dips his head in thanks. ]
[ SWEATING INTENSIFIES... It's okay, Sunny is an imaginative person, he can come up with something on the fly.. or at least.. bootleg a fairy tale, right? Sunny also shifts, this time sitting at the foot of the bed and automatically going into a fetal position, looking similar to Shoyo. ]
There was an old kelpie who lived in a shoe... she had so many pony children, she didn't know what to do..
[ THIS IS A BLATANT RIP OFF... ]
She gave them some broth without any bread... And ate them all soundly to put them to bed.
[ conveniently, shoyo doesn’t know this story. facing sunny in his laying and hugging the pillow that was once on his head to his chest, shoyo’s ears give a little curious flop. ]
Were they like . . . Super small kelpies, or was their house a really huge shoe?
[ You know.. that’s an important detail. Sunny sits there, thinking hard for a moment. It would make more sense if it were a giant shoe, but like.. he always wants to deviate from the norm. ]
Really, tiny horses. Smaller than you.
[ and he places his hand on top of Shoyo’s head again. ]
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Do you know any?
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Yes I do.
[ IS HIS COMPULSIVE LIAR TRAIT COMING IN EARLY?? ]
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Can I hear one?
[ pwease 🥺 his head hurty ]
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It's okay, Sunny is an imaginative person, he can come up with something on the fly.. or at least.. bootleg a fairy tale, right? Sunny also shifts, this time sitting at the foot of the bed and automatically going into a fetal position, looking similar to Shoyo. ]
There was an old kelpie who lived in a shoe... she had so many pony children, she didn't know what to do..
[ THIS IS A BLATANT RIP OFF... ]
She gave them some broth without any bread...
And ate them all soundly to put them to bed.
[ HORRIFYING.. WHY IS HE THIS WAY.. ]
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Were they like . . . Super small kelpies, or was their house a really huge shoe?
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Really, tiny horses. Smaller than you.
[ and he places his hand on top of Shoyo’s head again. ]
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a weird part of him feels betrayed, and his lips suck into his mouth. ]
It's not like . . . I'm that small or anything . . . [ mumble jumble, ] What happens next?