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[jumpie]

[ miles doesn’t know what he’s doing. giving a kelpie fuel wasn’t a good idea, unless . . . well. unless you want to horse around, and the close proximity, the elation he causes just has shoyo grinning sweetly from ear to ear, snickering—

he’s finally pulled it all together to say something serious. to be serious, one that requires sudden attention and caution. man, something happened. ]

I’m gonna pepperown those guys.

[ the straight face stays. until, after about five full seconds, it breaks. ]

[beatemall]

[Miles doesn't last nearly as long as Shoyo does, with a straight face. In fact, the straight face might be a reason why he breaks with a laugh that nears on barking. If he could cry, surely his eyes would be wet with how he folds over with the sound.]

H-holy shit, [he wheezes, wiping at his eyes out of instinct,] dude you are not allowed to pun, ever again.

[He straightens, clears his throat—]

Otherwise, I might make like a pizza, and pie.

[jumpie]

[ laughing is infectious. punning, now that's a virus. the sound that deflates out of shoyo is like a loose balloon and an equine squeal just as he lowers his head into his flattened arms against the table. the wheeze becomes a full-on, shoulder-trembling laugh because he's got one, he's got one, oh my god— ]

That, that was so crusty, Miles . . . [ snort, ] Cheesus—!