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[poem_in_despair]

E-Eh..? What's that... what's that look for?

... .... ...

I-I can't deal with that look again. Please stop it.

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[poem_in_despair]

A-Again?

[Fidget fidget fidget.]

...

Does that mean Ragnarok will be turned into another sock puppet? I don't know how to deal with sock puppets; they punch really hard.

[inthe_keyofcool]

Again?

Geez, I thought my mun was bad. In that case you should probably go somewhere where there's people you know already.

[poem_in_despair]

Even if there were our Mun won't let us... remember. I can't deal with knowing people I don't know!

It's called a canon point, dumbass! And that's great news for me, I won't have to be stuck in this puny body anymore!

[inthe_keyofcool]

I take it back, your mun is way worse than mine.

[Oh great it's everyone's favorite weapon.]

I wasn't asking you.

[poem_in_despair]

Well it looked like you needed help gettin' that stupidassed look off your face!

I-I... I don't think I want to go...

[inthe_keyofcool]

Will you just shut up for a minute? [Soul seriously wishes Maka were here instead.]

If you have to go with him I don't blame you.

[poem_in_despair]

Come over here and make me! Or are you weak and useless without that flat as a board brat?

[What if Medusa shows up? Do they have to eat human souls again? It was so hard to think with their mind being so wishy-washy. What if Ragnarok started picking on them-...wait, he does that anyway.]

...R-Ragnarok, maybe you can ask our Mun not to send us there. It doesn't s-sound nice at all.

Forget it, Crona!