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[goldenglasses]

[Hello, Luceti. There is a strawberry flavored donut with red frosting on top rolling through your streets. Just a lovely day for a quiet wal- roll through the snow don’t you think?]

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! HOW DO I STOP MYSELF!?

[Yes. A great day for a quiet loud roll through the snow.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Sorry! Vash doesn't care! He's just glad the world stopped spinning.] AH! Thanks friend! I didn't think I'd ever stop!

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[Y'know, after carrying out a civil conversation with a porno mag, anything seems normal now. Stooping down to pick you up now though, Vash.]

Been rolling long?

[goldenglasses]

[WHOOOA! WHERE IS THE GROUND GOING!?] Ah, not too long! Please don't eat me.

[personaify.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I usually don't eat stuff that's been on the ground, but you do look pretty delicious...

[goldenglasses]

I know! How could anyone resist such a good looking donut! [He wants to eat himself!]

[personaify.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, you don't say! So you won't mind if I take a tiny nibble?

[goldenglasses]

NO! You might eat my arm or something!

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[Lifting this donut a little higher as if to inspect...]

So all I get in return is to admire how delicious you look? That's kinda mean.

[goldenglasses]

How do you think I feel! I can't eat myself either!

[personaify.livejournal.com]

Well--

[actually, there's another part in that sentence that interests her.] You've tried?

[goldenglasses]

N-no! Of course not! [Not that he hasn't THOUGHT about it.]

[personaify.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? Not even the [pause, swiping some jam off one of her fingers--] strawberry jam?

[goldenglasses]

AHHHH! Don't do THAT! You don't know where I've been!

WHAAAA! It hurts! IT HURTS! [No it doesn't. He just doesn't want you to get any ideas.]

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[Gee, Vash, don't scream like that all of a sudden! You could've fallen from a...a three foot drop. She can't read facial expressions when you're a donut, y'know.]

W-whoa, sorry! Did I really...?!

[goldenglasses]

[Hey, a three foot drop is a big thing when you're a donut!]

[He makes a couple groan and moans of pain before finally shutting up.] I think I'll be okay, but...




DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[Donut, please stop yelling. Holding it away from her so that the volume isn't deafeningly loud.]

Okay, okay! I wasn't really going to eat you anyway. [But she can't help but ask-]

...did it really hurt you?

[goldenglasses]

A little! [Not, but his hair may be a little shorter when he changes back. It just doesn't hurt to make yourself as unappealing as possible when you're a food item.]

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[This is the easiest way to get a haircut, amirite. Meanwhile, on the itinerary: Internal panic.]

Oh...sorry about that. But I didn't take anything off, right? You won't end up without an arm or something, will you?

[goldenglasses]

I guess I won't know until I change back. [Don't mind him. He's in a grumpy mood.] But no, I don't think you did.

[personaify.livejournal.com]

That's good.

...hey, how do you know which part of you corresponds to something on the donut anyway? Can you still feel your body parts?

[goldenglasses]

Hmm, I don't know. I just know when something hurts or not. Or if I'm upside down.

[personaify.livejournal.com]

Oh...which way's up for you then?

[goldenglasses]

Well, I'm right side up right now.

[personaify.livejournal.com]

[But she's dangling you on one finger.]

You mean...exactly like this? No wonder you were rolling.

[goldenglasses]

Well, you're not upside down looking to me at least. So I guess I'm right side up.