[ luckily, miracle being psychic, gives gamzee a small mental push, asking him if he could either pick the troublemaker up and give him something else to do or put him back in his ball— gamzee's a bit slow, but he makes sense of it soon enough, tucking his hands under the lizard and pulling him up near his chest. ]
A'ight— c'mon, lil' man.
[ he keeps squirming, though, gesturing, trying to verbally provoke the teddiursa with insults and words such a young thing shouldn't say to a lady— despite not understanding, gamzee's got this, rummaging through his back pocket and pulling out an extra poptart packet, half open, and handing it to the scraggy.
who immediately stops, stares . . . and starts nibbling. his weakness . . . ]
—Tobias? [ wait for it— ]
. . . Yoooo, what the hell is up, motherfucker!! We typed at each other once, yeah?
[ honk honk!!!! just look at all this clowny mirth— gamzee extends his hand to give it a bro shake— will you take the bro shake bro
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A'ight— c'mon, lil' man.
[ he keeps squirming, though, gesturing, trying to verbally provoke the teddiursa with insults and words such a young thing shouldn't say to a lady— despite not understanding, gamzee's got this, rummaging through his back pocket and pulling out an extra poptart packet, half open, and handing it to the scraggy.
who immediately stops, stares . . . and starts nibbling. his weakness . . . ]
—Tobias? [ wait for it— ]
. . . Yoooo, what the hell is up, motherfucker!! We typed at each other once, yeah?
[ honk honk!!!! just look at all this clowny mirth— gamzee extends his hand to give it a bro shake— will you take the bro shake bro
will you ]