Potentially being apped at sortinghat_rp.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I'd really like to go back, mun. So... Maybe even if the new story doesn't work, you can use the old one?

I'd like it if you thought about it! I know a lot has changed, but Amelia is still there! And I can make new friends, too! You know I like that.

...Also, it's not really important, I guess, but why are you using the, um, mouse... Thing with the wrong hand?

Why do they call it a mouse, anyway?

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[status_is_not_quo]

I've missed you.

[hero_of_smiles]

You know...that's a good question. Why do they call them mouses'? I hope they don't use really mice to make 'em.

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

Me, too.

[He is getting a hug.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

That would be completely unfair to the mice!

And I don't think it would be very practical.

<3

[status_is_not_quo]

[What do with hug

oh god how to social

He hugs back after a moment, and smiles.]

Hey, maybe if you come back I'll get to come back too. I, uh. Like being in a game where...bad things haven't happened.

[hero_of_smiles]

It would be. And yeah I guess it would be pretty inconvenient. The mouse would always be running away if they used them.

[The thought of killing mice does not come to Cross's mind. He's thinking they're probably infused into the mouse...what? He's odd.]</small

♥!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

That would be wonderful.

I know you left Mayfield before we got to talk there, but... I'm still really sorry.

[And sort of jealous of Penny -- Up until the dying. Scratch that, up until the moment Captain Hammer made eyes at her. -- but she's not going to mention that.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I... Huh?

[Rapunzel is picturing mice being used as laborers, so.]

[hero_of_smiles]

[Cross is shaking his head of this image.]

Well I hope we get to meet sometime! We aren't in the same game but our muns know each other!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

That would be great!

[hero_of_smiles]

I can't wait than!

[status_is_not_quo]

[His face tics as he blinks, making his attempt at a reassuring smile look a little forced.]

Don't be, it's not your fault.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I'm still sorry.

Would your mun change anything about you? If you went back to the school, I mean?

[status_is_not_quo]

I, uh. I dunno. Maybe? I don't think so, though, she really liked how I was. She might make me older. So I could do magic outside of school.

She, uh, just. Gets mad at how hard it is to get me to do stuff, sometimes. It's not my fault I like to be by myself.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Older man, huh? [She smirks for a moment, but it softens into a true smile.] I like you being yourself. For the record.

[status_is_not_quo]

[oh god he lights up like the fourth of July]

Y-you do?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Yeah. I do.

even when he's dressed up as a reindeer?

[status_is_not_quo]

I, really like you, too. Just being yourself.

XD

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Thanks, Billy. That really means a lot to me.

[...]

Would it still be true even if the horrible, crazy woman really was my mother, legally speaking?

[status_is_not_quo]

Of course it would! You really think I care about what matters in the eyes of the law?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...Okay, that's a good point.

[status_is_not_quo]

I try.

...Does this mean you wouldn't go back to America?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well...

That depends on a few things.

[status_is_not_quo]

Yeah? Like...what?

[Please don't go, I love you.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well... If I could get a job teaching art there.

If I could find a place there that was homey.

If it's a good place to raise frogs.

And if this one guy I know was going, too.

[status_is_not_quo]

Well, I mean, I think you can do anything, Rapunzel, a-and if you want to go, then...

...Huh?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

You're really sweet, Billy. And if you end up going to America, I'll do my best to get there, too.

[status_is_not_quo]

Oh... Oh. Oh!

Well, if I ever do go back, then, uh, then I'd like for you to come, too. It...wouldn't be the same without you.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

A fresh start and being with you?

Count me in.