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Fish taco

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koishi day!!!
Say, we’re uni students.
Kyon hands me a letter under the late-blooming cherry blossoms:

– I–, gay–, I caught the gay–, gay feelings. Would you someperhaps be gay?

I have a bombastic mullet. I presume that’s why. It attracts all kinds of birds… and cats. And bird-cats, too?

– Please… take my– hand! In marriajyu.

Donning a white blouse, I lower my head:

– That… might be a bit too quick, huh? We’re just classmates, senpai. We barely even–
– Maybe, let’s start with holding– hands! *hand puppets*
Or kiss!
– I’ll take both of them.
– Eh, eh? *shakes head confusedly*
– Mwah mwah mwah, mwmwmwmwmw~
*leans in closer to Kyon’s cheek, eyes closed*
– Eek! Eek! Help! Pervert!!
– *apprehended* What the hell, Kyon?!? I thought we were friends!!
– Not anymore… *glares* not anymore.

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shhh. say no more.

Oh Lav, how your hair flows like silk,
and your fart rumbles like a thousand thunders.
Lav, the epitome, of idiosyncrasy and cylinders.
Lav! My one and only fav. You’re better than kebab.
I’ll love you with all I have.


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Q: Why YukaOkuu?
A:
– Again?
It’s the inverted YuukaTen.
– *snickers*

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We had another compulsive dream due to a folded ear.

– Perhaps, when Sam buys new soil, we can ask for some?
– Then where did you get your own soil?
– Where did I put the bag of soil? I put it… in my *ss!
– *burst out laughing*
Sure, sure, you’re gonna soil yourself at that rate.
– And I’ll become a beautiful plant. Free from the workforce.
– Remember the seedlings! I wonder if they’ll become beautiful Kyons, or beautiful babies…
– Surely it must be clones of this body, so it’s you *points*, and you, and you, you, you, you, and you!
– Yay!! *beaming*
– C’mere!
I lift my wife up. She giggles.
– Let me raise you to the sky! Let’s become Jack and Jill together!
– Okay Kyon, but Jack and Jill can mean many things.
– Those with the same name! You know who I’m talking about.
– The giants in Shrek?
– Hell yeah!! *noses snuggling*

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Today, we talked with ichigo-chan for over an hour, and we told her the lore of Bôm.

– Be like her. Be a pebble!
– I wish…

She keeps saying she wishes she can have happiness.
That she is subject to a lot of pain and misfortune.
“Because I keep comparing”, so she said.
Clearly, we know that is not true.
But we cannot compare ourselves to her, for we find ourselves much more fortunate.
To have loving, caring families.
To live carefree, even just for a little while.
And to find something we like to do.
A lot of things, actually.
Not just because we are lots of people… but because we truly treasure being alive.

– If you had made a lot of money, wouldn’t that make your life easier?
– But my friend, we would have grown old. We wouldn’t be able to sing or paint, we might even grow forgetful.
The money we might have can’t serve us today.

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Một nụ hôn nồng thắm. Chụt!

– お金したい。
– What?
– Get paid by it, babe.
– Hahaha! Nooo! *shakes it off*

Kyon puts on her apron:

– Tối nay trân trọng kính mời
toàn thể quan khách ăn món
cá rô phi rán!!!
– Aren’t you a fish, Kyon?
– I am, so what? Big fish eat smaller fish. Species, I mean.

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– Hnnggllglg!!

Lav’s favorite animal might be the sea bunny. Might be. She’s greatly torn between her own kin and the sea bunnies.

– sibunni…

She’s calling out for them… Her heart is yearning. Oh no. Will she change species?!?

– Pyu. That’s impossible. Right?
– What… what is that fluff around your tendrils!?
– Huh… just hair, I think? Huh… oh no!

I have a beard!!!
– Nooooo!!! You’re becoming Maurice!!!
– Salvatore!!! *collapses onto Kyon-vatore*
– I’m not Salvatore yet! Wait!
Ugh, grhh, ghh…

Bones cracking, flesh twisting, Kyon morphs into a different figure – taller, less fatty, and with a perfectly pointy moustache.

– Yes, my love.
– Salvie! *hugs* I’ve missed you so much.
– Me too, me too. Let me put on my hat first.
– Tacos… make me some.
– Oh… I will make you a taco.
– Mmm!
– Not like that…
Donning a dangerous smile sharp as knives, Salvatore slowly shakes his head.

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