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"Poppy, please. Don't be like that. You know I try to keep it even."
She looked up at him, her eyes bright. A flush tinged her cheeks as she realized what she said. "Sorry."
He gave a nod, reaching into the back for some crackers. "Thank you." *** "Then no mac and cheese for you."
"It would. Trust me on this one."
He sighed, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "You shouldn't be."
"Well that's alright. You'd be cute in anything, really. You have a nice face." It was apparent she was speaking, but none of the words registered...
"I still don't want to." *** "But I'd have to pay to hug you?"
"I would revive you, and then kill you. Cause I'm magic."
"It's 1000000 to one, my love."
"That'd be cu.. te."
"Still." *** "I beat you."
"I would kill you."
"No. 100/0."
She chuckled, her eyes brightening as she relaxed in his company. "You still look nice."
"I'm not gonna." *** "Hmph."
"You're not about to die. I'd kill you if you did."
"I love you more than anything else."
She nodded, brushing a strand of loose hair back self-consciously. "You look nice today too, by the way. I never said it back when you told me."
"I don't want to." *** "Then you'll have to pay for the mac and cheese."
She kissed his cheek with a grin.
