Yeah. [He rubs the back of his head.] I ganked his tablet and threw it at the door and then threw myself on top of the pieces? And the spiders came and rooted around underneath my stomach and chest and it was gross and ugh. So yeah. No more pieces.
No, it's no problem man, I totally get that! Did you find her yet?
Oh, a little of this, a little of that, a little of you.
Oh, that sounds promising. Did you guys bond over embarrassing stories?
[It's not like this is the first time it's happening to him. Come on, he has survived his mother sharing baby pictures, he will survive this. He thinks.]
Oh yeah, I saw. Maybe I should go say hi! [See what he does with your subject change? See it?]
... Well, I've definitely been called worse. [A lot worse, actually. Which is maybe a little sad? But seriously, he can deal with 'doofus'.]
You did. But Nicole is the most dangerous woman on Earth so I think I'll be fine. [Look, Peter. Can you hear the fondness here, because there is way too much fondness-he-won't-ever-admit-to in this statement. Can you do the Math.]
I said shut up! [It should not be possible to hear agitated arm flailing but somehow Flynn manages to work it into his voice.]
What's Kissippi even supposed to be, that's not even a word, that's not a real place, that doesn't even makes sense! And there aren't any trees in this city, it is one of the many things about this place that makes it so dreary! And that rhyme doesn't even make sense because there are many reasons for sitting in a tree, pinpointing your location being one of them!
[Wow, he really can hear the agitated arm flailing, this is great! This rant is great, Peter would have interjected were he not immobile with laughter, his sides aching, trying desperately to cover his face with a pillow so nobody can hear his laughter.
You loooooove her. Love. [He's whispering loudly now, his cadence changing with each iteration of the word.] Looooove. Love. LOVE. Loooo-huuuuhhhh-huuuuuveeeee---uh. Say it with me now. "I love Nicole." So easy. Three little words.
Nope. I know. It's love. You're trying too hard to deny it. Trust me, bro.
[It's like this irritating insect that doesn't go away and the more Flynn swats the louder it gets. He tries to ignore it, he tries so hard, scrunching up his face, squeezing his eyes shut but it just. Doesn't. Stop.]
[Too bad, Peter, you made your bed, now lie in it.
Or maybe Flynn is the one who has to lie in it. He can't believe he just let that slip. His eyes dart over to the door nervously and he listens for a moment if he can Nicole move around outside. Did she hear him?]
Yes, of course I do. [His voice drops to a mutter.] How couldn't I?
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[Is that so. Maybe he should go check and see if he can find the conversation, how about that.]
Yeah, she's great. I'm sorry I bailed on you but I... I had to go find her, you know?
What, uh, did you guys talk about?
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No, it's no problem man, I totally get that! Did you find her yet?
Oh, a little of this, a little of that, a little of you.
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Me? What do you mean, a little of me?
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I mean, like, y'know.
[Mum's the word, buddy.]
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[Did you embarrass him in front of his not-maybe-wanto-to-be-but-not-girlfriend, Peter?]
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[Sorry, bro.]
So hey, in other news, Gamora is here! She's one of the Guardians! [Fastest subject change ever!]
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[It's not like this is the first time it's happening to him. Come on, he has survived his mother sharing baby pictures, he will survive this. He thinks.]
Oh yeah, I saw. Maybe I should go say hi! [See what he does with your subject change? See it?]
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I may have called you a doofus but I didn't know it was you I'm sorry--
[M o v i n g o n--]
...you could go say hi. I mean, I'm not so sure how far you'd get past that. Did i mention she's the most dangerous woman in the galaxy?
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You did. But Nicole is the most dangerous woman on Earth so I think I'll be fine. [Look, Peter. Can you hear the fondness here, because there is way too much fondness-he-won't-ever-admit-to in this statement. Can you do the Math.]
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Ooooh. Heh. You liiiiiikeeeee her, don't you?
[Because Peter is also extremely immature.]
Flynn and Nicole, sittin' in a tree...
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[Oh no. Oh no, nonono, mission abort, this was a mistake, he takes it back, let's talk about Gamora, let's talk about anything else!!
By the calm and collected way Flynn is handling this you are clearly wrong, Peter.]
Stop it! Shut up!
In which Peter is Andy Dwyer
[He's positively gleeful, pls have some more teasing.]
K-i-s-s-i-p-p-i--
[Wait no that's wrong.]
Why? Come on man, go for it!
And Flynn is falling for it spectacularly, gj Andy
What's Kissippi even supposed to be, that's not even a word, that's not a real place, that doesn't even makes sense! And there aren't any trees in this city, it is one of the many things about this place that makes it so dreary! And that rhyme doesn't even make sense because there are many reasons for sitting in a tree, pinpointing your location being one of them!
And I don't like her, I lo--
[His voice cuts off rather abruptly.]
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But then--
--GASP. He drops the pillow.
This is serious business.]
Flynn? You did not just say...it, did you?
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You get out of here with your revealing gasp and pestering questions.]
I didn't say anything. I said a lot of things. I always say a lot of things, I don't know what you're talking about.
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[He's this close to his tablet, whispering in it.]
Come on. You can tell me. It's love, right?
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[Does he deserve this? Flynn really doesn't think he deserves this.]
Maybe I was gonna say I lo... ooook forward to traveling with her! Which I do!
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Nope. I know. It's love. You're trying too hard to deny it. Trust me, bro.
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Yes, I love her, will you just shut up!
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Well.
That actually worked.
He's not sure what to do now, he was just trying to prod Flynn into a playful fight.]
Really? Seriously?
Cool.
[He sounds a little defeated though.]
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Or maybe Flynn is the one who has to lie in it. He can't believe he just let that slip. His eyes dart over to the door nervously and he listens for a moment if he can Nicole move around outside. Did she hear him?]
Yes, of course I do. [His voice drops to a mutter.] How couldn't I?
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You're really, really lucky, bro. You should do something about it. Y'know. Before it's too late.
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[He picks the butterfly origami back up, turning it in his hands.]
We're... we used to...
It's complicated, okay?
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Right.
Yeah, no, I totally get it.
Sorry, I didn't mean to...y'know. I get it.
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What about yourself, Mr. Singsong? Have you talked to Gamora yet?
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the death doesn't stop
EVERYTHING HURTS \o/ ---- cw cancer more character deaths just all of it
a little bit of death still
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