Mmhm.

🫃

"Only if y' want. Don't want to be a burden."

"I mean, it can easily be now, y'know?"

". . . Sure. We can go with tha'. He's dumb is all I can say."

"At least you're capable of a straight conversation unlike Storm. Eh."

"Y"know, not often I get t' flirt with a spirit. Kind'a nice, actually."

She wasn't easy to make blush. It was actually really, really hard!

"And that's cool. At least we got tha' sort of thing in common. . being a trio."

"Wow. . you're really leanin' into this, huh?"

She smirks as she nods her head.

"But, I honestly feel like I take up two of the three rules. . . I jus' prefer Jet keeps goin'. Gives him something to do."

". . . Looks good."

"He's the leader. . . But I end up making the decisions most of the time. Storm is. . Yes."

"Wave, mechanic of the Babylon Rogues. Pleasure."

The wave just smirks at being called cute, a wink being giving.

"Thanks."

Her tail feather twitches behind her.

"Good. I ain't really good with flirting."

"Did I struck a chord?"

The swallow gave a low laugh.

"All of the above?"

". . . I stand by my statement."

"Thats for save bet, man.

. . . Yeah, you kinda are a twink. Cute."

"Always yeah.

I came back.

I always come back."

(Wave could murder somebody.

"Why would Jet do this?"

((Wave causing someone to do something and the person blames Jet will always be funny.)

"He isn---

I am not allowed to comment."

"80% of Mobians are twinks, anyway."

". . . We talking boys or the delicious American snack cake by Hostess®."

". . . What about twinks?"

Huff.

"I will not admit this. . "

". . ."

"It's only been 4 days. ."

Hm.

Sigh.

"Right. I . . I tend to trap myself in my workshop often, don't I?"

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