[ SHE IS NOT USELESS!!! blasts her with vibes of loving his cute pouty wife ]
Think so, wouldn't ya'? It was actually kinda sweet. He hated me sayin' that, but it's the truth. Kid hurt his hands a while back [ smashed all the windows in the school since he was upset that daan and karlach arrived ] but I promised to teach him guitar one day. The paper was—
[ yoink! one of the boots comes off. he sets it on the ground. but before he gets started on the next one: ]
Now you hold still.
[ he reaches and drops his hand on karlach's angry swishy tail, pinning it to the bed. ]
[HIS WIFEGUY BEAMS it's impossible to stay mad when he keeps blasting her with this, really]
I love that little snot, but I can never tell if he's going to be nice or —
[she says, and then he pounces on her tail and she squeaks in surprise!! and then starts laughing, because she can't see this but she can absolutely imagine him grabbing it like trying to grab a fish in a pond. she doesn't protest, but she does try and give him a hard time. instinctively, her tail does the wacky inflatable tube man motions, gently slapping at his hands as she giggles.]
[ HELP now they are doing this stupid cute thing. boothill sets on knee on the bed and tries to catch her wacky inflatable arm flailing tail man again. ]
'Ey! Why, you li'l forkin' troublemaker... Don't you slap me! I said hold still, dadgummit!
[ PAT PAT KEEPS TRYING TO PAT HER TAIL DOWN but eventually he gives up, climbs on the bed, and tries to grab her hips. ]
[HELP the stupid censored cursing just gets her to laugh harder, so she's completely caught off guard when he climbs on the bed properly. the grip on her hips is such a pavlov response for her, which means her tail wraps around his leg and stays there, as she makes a humming almost-purr sound.
still grinning, she looks in the direction she thinks he might be. it's... pretty close. she can't sit up because she'll fall back over, so instead she just wriggling under his hands instead.]
I've been a perfect angel. [she says innocently. like, sure, okay.] Not sure what you mean!
[a little squawky noise escapes her, half a laugh and half a protest. it seems Dangerous at the moment to try and grab at him because with her lack of balance she's pretty sure she'd send them off the side of the bed.
not that this stops her, because she stops squirming, but only just enough to get her legs around him to yank him down onto the bed with her, cackling. the second he's down, she presses her face against the side of his head... and then bites his ear? okay?? sure. it's all she can reach.]
Dastardly, punishing me for innocence! [the DRAMA of it all, with a big exaggerated and doofy sigh.]
[ DOWN HE GOES, just barely catching himself on his hands before he can pancake her. he's laughing, his ear buzzing as her lips nuzzle against the side of his head, and THEN. SHE BITES HIM? ]
Ack! [ NOT HIS EAR AGAIN!!! he squeezes his ear and feels little shark-toothed bite marks, scoffing. ] You call that innocent, ya' little forker? It's payback time!
[ maybe! he shouldn't roughhouse with her while she's blind and unbalanced, but she started it. whether or not she fights him, he's craning his neck to bite her ear back too!! ]
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Think so, wouldn't ya'? It was actually kinda sweet. He hated me sayin' that, but it's the truth. Kid hurt his hands a while back [ smashed all the windows in the school since he was upset that daan and karlach arrived ] but I promised to teach him guitar one day. The paper was—
[ yoink! one of the boots comes off. he sets it on the ground. but before he gets started on the next one: ]
Now you hold still.
[ he reaches and drops his hand on karlach's angry swishy tail, pinning it to the bed. ]
Gotcha!
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I love that little snot, but I can never tell if he's going to be nice or —
[she says, and then he pounces on her tail and she squeaks in surprise!! and then starts laughing, because she can't see this but she can absolutely imagine him grabbing it like trying to grab a fish in a pond. she doesn't protest, but she does try and give him a hard time. instinctively, her tail does the wacky inflatable tube man motions, gently slapping at his hands as she giggles.]
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'Ey! Why, you li'l forkin' troublemaker... Don't you slap me! I said hold still, dadgummit!
[ PAT PAT KEEPS TRYING TO PAT HER TAIL DOWN but eventually he gives up, climbs on the bed, and tries to grab her hips. ]
All right, you asked for it.
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still grinning, she looks in the direction she thinks he might be. it's... pretty close. she can't sit up because she'll fall back over, so instead she just wriggling under his hands instead.]
I've been a perfect angel. [she says innocently. like, sure, okay.] Not sure what you mean!
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Oh, har-dee-har. A perfect angel.
[ psh. he tilts her hips and smacks her ass. ]
That's what I think about that!
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not that this stops her, because she stops squirming, but only just enough to get her legs around him to yank him down onto the bed with her, cackling. the second he's down, she presses her face against the side of his head... and then bites his ear? okay?? sure. it's all she can reach.]
Dastardly, punishing me for innocence! [the DRAMA of it all, with a big exaggerated and doofy sigh.]
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Ack! [ NOT HIS EAR AGAIN!!! he squeezes his ear and feels little shark-toothed bite marks, scoffing. ] You call that innocent, ya' little forker? It's payback time!
[ maybe! he shouldn't roughhouse with her while she's blind and unbalanced, but she started it. whether or not she fights him, he's craning his neck to bite her ear back too!! ]