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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:05:25 GMT -7
Ike sighed. "I'll pay as long as you are all OK with cheap pizza."
"I love any pizza," Jean said.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:07:57 GMT -7
Ripple rolled her eyes again. "Never saw that one coming."
Marth was struggling to contain his excitement that he would get to try PIZZA.
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:11:28 GMT -7
"Wait, are you being sarcastic about not seeing my buying pizza coming or about Jean's undying love for pizza?" Ike asked.
"Or both?" Jean added.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:13:03 GMT -7
Ripple raised an eyebrow at Ike. "When do I ever grace you with my words? Of course I was talking to Jean."
Marth sighed. He wanted to join the conversation but didn't know how.
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:20:41 GMT -7
"Well, that was kind of uncalled for, considering I just offered to buy you food," Ike said.
"She might have been kidding, Ike," Jean told him. "And even if she wasn't she's still my friend so, I dunno, I'll make it up to you."
"I was just calling her out on something, it's not like I took it personally," Ike said.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:24:03 GMT -7
Ripple nodded. "Everything I say is a joke. Maybe this is a joke. Who knows?"
Marth was still quiet.
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:26:26 GMT -7
"Well, if that is a joke than how do I know that everything you say is a joke?" Ike replied.
"That's the joke," Jean whispered to Ike.
"I don't get it.." Ike said.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:28:00 GMT -7
Ripple raised her eyes at Ike. "Where is your sense of humor, dudebro?"
Marth wondered why Ripple used the word "dudebro"
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:32:18 GMT -7
"I left it at my father's grave," Ike said bluntly.
"Woah, Ike that's a little intense..." Jean said quietly.
"Let's go get pizza," Ike said, diverting the conversation with tact, or lack thereof.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:35:27 GMT -7
Ripple was too taken aback to even feel guilty for being the instigator of bringing up Ike's bad memories. "If we do that, I'll forever associate pizza with dead parents."
Marth froze ((even tho he wasn't even moving)). He suddenly didn't feel like eating pizza anymore.
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:38:19 GMT -7
"Well, what do you suggest we do, Ripple? Is there anything you want?" Jean said quickly before the conversation got out of hand, well, more out of hand.
Ike just shrugged, and died a little on the inside.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:44:42 GMT -7
"I'm fine with pizza, but, uh, only if Ike doesn't say weird abrupt things like that anymore," Ripple said cautiously.
"I don't want the pizza," Marth whispered so quietly no-one could hear.
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:48:20 GMT -7
"I'm sorry, what was that Marth? I thought I was quiet," Jean said.
"Well, you kind of aren't around friends," Ike said.
"True that," Jean replied.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Sept 12, 2015 22:49:38 GMT -7
Marth laughed apologetically. "It's nothing. I'm fine with doing whatever everyone else wants to do."
Ripple rolled her eyes. "What a saint."
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Post by Jeannybird on Sept 12, 2015 22:54:24 GMT -7
"Sounds like you aren't very appreciative of saints," Jean said jokingly. "Explains why you spend time with me!"
"I don't really care what we do, as long as it doesn't take forever for us to actually go and do it." Ike folded his arms impatiently.
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