[IC thread continuation]

[cardoperatedboy]

[From here]


What did you do that for?! This was way more important than some stupid dare!

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[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

If you are going to play the game, you must adhere to the rules.

[cardoperatedboy]

But real life is more important than any game!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Upholding your commitments is very much a part of real life.

And if you don't start sweeping, the cake is going to be cold.

[cardoperatedboy]

[ANGRY SWEEPING GOES HERE]

But Adell's my friend. I'm not gonna let that jerk push me out of his life!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Is Adell himself pushing you out of his life?

[cardoperatedboy]

That washed-up excuse for a quasi-demi-half-time-not-even-midboss is trying to. He said I was just a cheap substitute for the real thing, like he's even worth being Adell's rival!

[Angry sweeping is highly ineffective.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

From what I have seen of Adell and Akutare's interactions, you do not have much to worry about.

[cardoperatedboy]

I don't care! I'm not gonna let him get away with that.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

If you don't move the bristles of the broom over the floor a bit slower, you are going to have to redo that entire section.

[cardoperatedboy]

[points the broom at him] I'm still mad at you, you know!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

I know. Would you like a dustpan?

[cardoperatedboy]

I could just brush it out the door! Don't change the subject!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

You would need o keep the pile closer together to be able to do that.

And I wasn't changing the subject, I was interjecting with currently relevant information.

[cardoperatedboy]

Fine! Get me a damn dustpan.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[retrieves the damn dustpan]

Here.

[cardoperatedboy]

[angrily grabs the damn dustpan out of his hand]

[SWEEPS FURIOUSLY]

You can be such a self-righteous know it all bastard, you know that?

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Yes. Please make sure to get under the beds, as well.

I put aside a lunchbox for you from the picnic earlier.

[cardoperatedboy]

You guys should get under your own beds!

Stop that, don't act nice to get me less pissed off!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Normally, the only thing under my bed is yours. It's in your own interest.

I wasn't acting nice. I was explaining what the bundle on your bed was.

[cardoperatedboy]

The timing is suspicious and manipulative!

[gets under the damn beds]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[there's an odd bit of pressure as he hits one corner, and the broom... feels a bit heavier]

There is, nonetheless, a bento on your bed.

[cardoperatedboy]

[shifts the broom around a little uncertainly]

But the point is, you could have told me about the bento later! After I'm not mad at you!

[tugs the broom out.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

You were in that area of the cave, and I would like to know if you wish to eat it before or after your cake.

[there is a tiny egg barrel spider clinging to your broom]

[cardoperatedboy]

After.

... [looks down at Oval.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

As you wish.

[RIVAL!!!!1! running up the broom handle at u]