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[ it is not even the least bit effective he's going to reach for him to pick him up ]

What did you eat.

[ bristles! fluffing up to the max, and he’s absolutely going to try to bite five. it definitely doesn’t hurt and is honestly probably more annoying than anything. ]

[ om nom nom. ]

[ swiftly realizes that he’s getting nowhere. ]

You. I’m full now. [ he’s not full and the grumble from his stomach can attest to that. ] Shhhhhhhhhhh! [ moves his tail around to block his stomach and try to muffle the grumbling. ]

Well you must have gotten somewhere to be turned into a child again. I haven't seen anyone else with this effect, so it can't be a game again.

I hope.

[ the biting does nothing, obviously, but he does try to secure his hold on him a bit better. ]

You can turn into a fox and I'll let you hite in my clothes.

I dwank somefing. A potion. [ he’s going to keep wiggling around to make it hard on five. ] But what if I want to stay a me? [ don’t mind him trying to stuff his tiny hands into any pockets five’s got on his person. ]

…you lied about the cake.

Well, you said you would get your own, so I didn't bring any.

[ how dare you bring logic into this. ]

[ his stomach grumbles again. ] Five senseeeei. [ baps his chest. ] But I’m hungwy and I’m gonna die. [ being just a touch over dramatic. ] I need it.

If you're hungry you should eat something a little more nutritious than a snack or a cake.

[ but he is going outside, still carrying him ]

[ he is going to change into a fox and then quickly wiggle his way out of five’s arms to hide in his robes. pokes his head out, ears twitching and tail wagging. ]

I’ll eat whatever first then, but I want you to promise me you’ll get me something sweet after. [ lifts his hand and holds out his pinky. ]

I promise, but I'm not going to piky swear.

How come? Are you scawed, sensei? [ laughs. in. his face. ]

Because I'm not a child.

Stop implying I'm a child!

You look and talk like one now, so you know. You are a child.

I could kick your butt! [ starts flailing around like a lunatic. ]

[ what is he supposed to do here he isn't good with children ]

Keep that up and you're not getting a treat.

I'll find my own tweat. You're pwobably not gonna give me anything anyway! [ jumps out of five's robes and splats on the floor. ]

[ time to take off running! or... try, anyway. he's not that fast. ]

[ he's glad he's not fast, so he can actually catch him ]

No, I really will get you a treat, but you have to be good. And stay still. Jesus.

I should call Zhongli.

My name isn't Jesus. [ thrashes around as soon as he's caught. ] Lemme go! [ tries to bite him again. ] Zhongwi will be on my side!

Then why did you text me?

[ he does let him go when he bites him, but more because he thinks forcing him to do something is having the opposite effect ]

I'm sorry I called you a child, all right? You're very grown up and I should treat you with respect. So I will let you walk to the café and we can get donuts.

[ as soon as he hits the ground he changes back. he looks pleased that five's not going to treat him like a little brat... though he is most definitely a little brat. he reaches to take his hand. ] Because you name came up first, but also I like you a lot, sensei.

Ok! let's walk to the cafe. I'm going to eat so many donuts. [ he's going to make himself sick, probably. ] Are you going to eat a donut too?

We are going to eat a reasonable amount of donuts.

[ he'll take his hand since he's receptive to it, for now this strategy worked, let's see how it lasts ]

... FIFTY DONUTS!

[ he's going to be good for five because he REALLY wants a donut. at least one. maybe two. definitely seven. ]

[ At least he's going to be good!! And when they are at the café, he'll get a few donuts and coffee for himself ]

I don't suppose your unitmates saw you like this.

[ pushes his chair next to five’s and then climbs into it. ] Just anybody that passed through the wobby, but there weren’t a lot of people. [ crams a donut straight into his mouth. ] Whush dat [ talking with his mouth full as he points at the coffee. ] Can I have shom?

You're not going to like it, but if you want to try. Just don't spit it out.

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