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[h2no]

He's fine. Takes more than your skinny ass to hurt him.

[uhhhh yes?? sharpedo grunts and presses itself into odin. deliver the pats bitch]

[shadowglitter]

... Listen, I don't like a lot of things about my body, but if you're gonna talk smack about my ass, I'm gonna sue for defamation.

[ but the pats are delivered bitch! he runs his hands over sharpedo tentatively, at first, but it doesn't take long before he's just squeezing the heck outta him and trying to find some ears to scratch behind. ]

I wish I came from your world. It's so much nicer than mine.

[h2no]

Obviously I'll win because the case will be dismissed when the judge realises your body is actually really perfect and hot.

[he's not even gonna no homo it. odin is pretty hot, okay.]

Well... we don't know how the Porter thing is gonna end up. Maybe you'll get a chance to visit.

[shadowglitter]

Wh-- th-- that-- hey. That's-- jeez. What-- what are you-- wh. Wh-- why are-- what. Haha. To even-- to even say that, what are... what's-- how did you even-- how did that thought even-- what kind of thought-- how-- thought-- what-- thought-- what even-- what thought-- HOW DID-- HOW DID THAT THOUGHT EVEN FORM IN YOUR HEAD.

[ odin throws his hands up in the air. just keep talkin' shit about his body, that's less embarrassing, rauugh. he angrily smooches sharpedo on the nose. ]

... Oh. Oh? Oh. Yeah. That'd be fun. Are there any pokemon you think I would like? I mean, besides all of them.

[h2no]

BECAUSE I HAVE EYEBALLS, ODIN!

[archie throws his up too and pouts, though seems happy watching odin and sharpedo make Friends.]

Hmm... have you seen Blue's Arcanine yet? I think you'd like him. He's a giant dog that shoots fire.

[shadowglitter]

Okay, well, yeah, I'm obviously really hot, but you don't say it! You just think it! You think about it and then you write about it in your diary when you get home, like I do! That's the gentlemanly thing to do.

[ WHATEVER. sharpedo gets it. he smooches sharpedo again, but then he stops, because he will probably get his lips cut the fuck up on this rough skin shark boy if he doesn't. ]

... No. What the fuck! I hung out with him and Red and I didn't even get to meet a dog that shoots fire! [ GOD. ] Ugh, I wanna shoot fire. I mean, I do, but not out my mouth, which is what I'm presuming is how this dog shoots fire, seeing as he doesn't have hands. ... Does he have hands?

[h2no]

I don't have a diary...

[no that's a lie he has a work diary but whatever]

What!! That's awful. Arcanine is around all the time. You should tell Blue he's an idiot.

[shadowglitter]

[ okay, well, whatever, arcanine garbage aside, we're talking about this now. odin crawls over sharpedo and drags himself out of the water, absolutely 100% going full slow motion baywatch because he's kind of into archie thinking he's hot. this guy. this ego. ]

Okay.

Let's go buy you a diary, and then let's sit down somewhere and fill out your first entry together.

[h2no]

[archie mentally rolls his eyes. whatever, he'll tell odin his heart belongs to someone else some other time.]

I-- no, it's fine. I'll end up burning it or something.

[shadowglitter]

[ it's fine. odin'll get distracted the second someone else shows him some kind of attention. probably his mirror. ]

Okay. Well. I don't care. Burning your diary sounds like an amazing ritual with deep ties to the most occult-y occult. We'll get you a diary made of sage or something to really nail that point in.

[h2no]

I'll throw it in the bin. The most boring way of disposing of something.

[shadowglitter]

...

I'll throw you in the bin.