zenitsu

[gitalong]

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[gitalong]

Oh! I see it!

[ ... but he can't admit he wants it because he's a big doggy... really........ ]

... Aren't you going to pick it up?

[swordflash]

[ he shoots Missile a look before he walks over and picks the ball up. ]

All right, let's return this before the owner notices it's missing. Where did you come across it?

[gitalong]

[ Missile looks left, then right, then left again. yes, that's a nice long empty space... ]

Um, down... that way!

[ ... ]

You know, you can just throw it down that way. I can take it back from there!

[ he's So slick ]

[swordflash]

You're just trying to trick me so you can play fetch, aren't you? You're a dog. [ a demonic dog that can talk! but a dog. ] Who do you think I am?

[gitalong]

It doesn't have to be fetch! Like I said, you could just throw it and I'd take it from there!

[ flawless logic ]

Um, I don't know! Who are you?

[swordflash]

I'm Zenitsu Agatsuma! And just where are you gonna take it?

[gitalong]

Hello, Zenitsu Agatsuma! I'm Missile!!!

And I'd take it to the hall! That's where everything is!

[ and it's also the largest space they have inside this house... ]

[swordflash]

Missile, huh?

[ and he thought he was loud. this dog is packing serious lungs. ]

If you take it there, are you gonna leave it? I'll only throw it down that way if you promise not to chase it off to somewhere else!

[gitalong]

But we can't go outside. It's always going to be in the house.

[swordflash]

I'm not talking about outside. What if someone took your food from the kitchen and put it in the lounge, except that person also ate your meal?

[gitalong]

I'd go get more food!

[ the joys of being a simple cute doggy ]

[swordflash]

There's no more. That was the last of it and someone took off with it.

[gitalong]

[ looks back, 6(?) weeks later ]

Then I guess I'd have to learn how to hunt, like my dog ancestors before me.

[ what ancestors??? ]

[swordflash]

[ there's nothing to hunt here! Zenitsu grips his head and squeezes with his hands in frustration. ]

Forget it! Arguing with you is pointless.

[ he winds his arm back, then throws the ball down the hall. ]

Here. Just take it and go already!

[gitalong]

We were having an argument?

[ huh. so that was an argument...

any further thoughts get wiped clean from Missile's little doggy brain as the ball goes sailing away, with Missile not far behind. bye, Zenitsu! ]