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"We'll still be here. We can levitate objects and such. We could even possess our corp-" He said, trailing off. "Whoops..."
"That's why I want to kill myself. So we can be together." Narrowleaf replied.
"What's ridiculous?" Narrowleaf asked. "..Other than everything."
Narrowleaf ran in. "Please... Some warning... Next time..." He gasped. (Sorry. I had no internet yesterday. B/ I was also on a lot of cold...
Narrowleaf let out a sob. "...At least I d-don't have to insult others to m-make myself feel better..." He whimpered.
"You are. I hope you and Flitter are happy." Narrowleaf spat.
"What?!" Narrowleaf replied, looking up. "What do you want?!!"
"Are you one hundred percent sure I can't kill myself to be with you?" Narrowleaf asked, sighing. - - Auto Merge - - "Are you one hundred...
(You too.) Narrowleaf sighed. "Y-Yeah that..." He replied.
Narrowleaf stopped, reaching the edge of the forest. "You... Win..." He coughed, smilimg.
"Alright!" Narrowleaf said, ready to run. "You can countdown, love."
"Okay..." Narrowleaf said, walking beside Brisk. - - Auto Merge - - "Okay..." Narrowleaf said, walking beside Brisk.
Narrowleaf sighed. "What now, my little insect?" He asked, chuckling.
Narrowleaf chuckled, pouncing on the corpse. After a few moments of... eating... Narrowleaf ran back. "Thank you for a delicious meal." He said....
"Why not?" Narrowleaf asked, looking at her corpse. "...And maybe I could get a bite before you rot..." - - Auto Merge - - "Why not?" Narrowleaf...
"Why don't you try it sometime?" Narrowleaf asked. "I won't mind, Brisk."
"...Well, I do want you to..." Narrowleaf said. "...But I didn't really want to be that obvious about it." - - Auto Merge - - "...Well, I do...
"I... Oh my... I d-didn't even..." Narrowleaf mumbled, embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry..." - - Auto Merge - - "I... Oh my... I d-didn't even..."...
"N-No... I'm saying that I like YOU feeding off my love." Narrowleaf replied.
"Brisk... I'd rather you DID feed off it. I like it. It's... relaxing." Narrowleaf said. - - Auto Merge - - "Brisk... I'd rather you DID feed...
