[ 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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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?