[ 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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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?