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[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Here is a twelve year old Xemnas sitting on some random couch. He should probably be wondering where he is... But he can't be bothered to. So just going to sit there reading a book he found laying around.]



[occ: It's like a spam of characters from smallsparks universe!] 

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[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[your srs face wins this time. smirking.]

But you just did.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Have more srs face]

You pushed me off.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[have more smirking.]

Maybe, maybe not. You can sit there and whine about it or just get up.

[back to reading.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

...

[Gets up. And hi, just going to plop himself on your lap. Reading now.]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[ksjfdj not as planned. giving you a look now.]

What are you doing?

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[He really has no idea why he did that btw]

Sitting.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[kidcrush because he's weird.]

I gathered that. You're on me.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[I'm subtle shh That too.]

Well this way you can't push me off the chair.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[I can tell yeeep.]

This way makes it easier actually. I'd just have to stand up.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[/o/]

Pff... But then I can just steal your chair again.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[|D]

No, see, I get up, you get dropped on the floor, and I sit back down while you're still on the floor glaring at me. My chair.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

But since I'm sitting on you I can tell when you're about to get up. So then I just stand up, push you out of the way and the chair is mine.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

I could take you by surprise, I bet. And if you pushed me I would tackle you right out of this chair.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Really now? And if you tackled the chair you might break it. Then what?

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

Don't care. I didn't buy the chair.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

But then you would have just tackled me for a chair which you broke. What would the point be?

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

To win.

[urge. to pull hair. rising.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Pff... That's a stupid reason.

[Oh god... He would be so unamused.]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

Really. Then why'd you take the chair in the first place?

[so tempted. so very, very tempted.

...tug.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

It looked comfy.

[Ack! Hair being tugged!]

That was uncalled for.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

So you ran. On purpose. So I couldn't get to it first. Uh huh.

[your protests are ignored.]

You sitting on me was uncalled for.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[Argh! Trying to get his hair back now]

Okay... You got me there.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

Knew it.

[nope. this belongs to Saix now, chair thief.]

Knew that, too.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Saix is starting to get that hair fetish. l:]

...Could you just let go of my hair? This hurts.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[except with tugging.]

...[just. shakes his head and smirks. he'll let go a little.]