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[werewolfing]

So, word on the street from everyone's favorite whiny god is that if we form a group to fight off the monsters when the Door opens instead of making him chase them around, we all get prizes. Or something. You know how these guys are.

Anyway, I'm not a fighter, but I bet there's a bunch of you who are real good at killing things. Maybe you should form a club. I'll provide cookies if I can get my roommate to teach me how to make em.

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[werewolfing]

Nah.

[mission accomplished. peter is much more comfortable here in the land of dumb not!flirting than in serious-conversationville. yet again, he points at newt with a cookie, this time sideways.]

You have hunches about cookies. Certified genius.

[krangke]

You seem to be stuck on this notion that I'm a rather frail creature. I like to think I look that delicate.

(Newt wanders back over to the table, sitting himself back down to look again at the cookies. This time, he looks over the back.)

Oh, please.

(Except you know- his ears are a little pink. He scrubs a hand through his hair and sets the cookies back down.)

I'll try and make them later. You can be my official cookie tester.

[werewolfing]

Nah to that too. Kittens are chock full of little needle-pointy claws and teeth along with all their cute fuzz and tiny squeaky meows.

[he pumps a fist in victory.]

Official cookie tester. Boss.

[krangke]

Tiny squeaky meows. Yeah, I still somehow feel insulted here.

(He rolls his eyes at Peter. Why does he talk to this nerd.)

Yeah, Peter, really living the high life here.

[werewolfing]

If you ever see a kitten, you will suddenly understand completely.

[he says this with a sage nod, because it is a fact to be taken quite seriously.]

You have really got to learn that the greatest pleasures in life are the small ones.

[krangke]

Oh I'm certain. You are the fountain of wisdom after all.

(Sage nod right back at you.)

Sometimes I'm disappointed that I don't have more memories. I feel like I'd have so many more colorful ways to insult you. I just wanted you to know that.

[werewolfing]

You have no idea how sad I am right now that there are no kittens in the murdercave.

[he snorts, rolling his eyes.]

Don't worry, I'm sure this place will inspire you to remember all kinds of ways to insult me.