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[stumbles through a door - this Axel's got some dental headgear.]

ROXATH! ROXATH, YOU CANF TURN YOUR BACK ON THE ORGANITHAYSHUN-

...They'll desfroy you?

tthp- Where am I?

Tthp... Uh, hey guyths, I'm Athul. And that's A-X-E-L, thhfp, goth it memorithed? [frowny face]

You thfeen a fort blond kid runnin' around? Ff.

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[...S-SNICKER.]

Athul? That a new way to say 'asshole', or something?

[glare.]

Oh thut up, it duthn't thound anything like that! Ff.

[sorry, busy snickering still over here.]

Oh it totally does.

[still glaring.]

Well iffs nof funny. [looks at him with raised eyebrows - oh no you di-ent.]

Thhpss.

[stifles snickering long enough to look at him, tilt his head, and laugh moar.]

Ff-Fine! If we're going to pick on eafoffer's perfonal ithues, might I pointt out thath you're mithing an ear.

OR MAYBE I THOULD THPEAK LOUDER.

Fine, if that's how you wanna play it- SORRY, CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE LITTTHHHHHPP.

AND MY EAR HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT.

WELL AT LEATH I CAN DO SOMEFING TO FIKTH IT.

WHAT CAN YOU DO, GROW A NEW ONE ON A MOUTH? (http://www.gadgetgarden.nl/beeld/mouse-ear.jpg)

UNTIL IT'S FIXED YOU STILL SOUND LIKE A MORON.

I WAS JUST PLANNING ON GROWING MY HAIR OVER IT. THE MOUSE THING'S KINDA GROSS, YOU KNOW?

OH YEAH, ff, REAL MATHURE.

THFFPS. Ff. MIGHT WANTH TO WEAR A HATT UNFIL IT GROWS OUT.

Douthbag.

IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE STOPPING THE ARGUMENT.

MOST PEOPLE JUST DON'T POINT IT OUT TO ME. AND I DON'T REALLY LIKE HATS.

[...brb lolin'] Oh god, you just. Any chance of you being intimidating just died right there, when you said that.

MOTH PEOPLE DON'T - ff - POINT MY CONDITHON OUT EETHER! tthsp.

[glares at him - eyebrow twitching with anger.] Thomthing tells me we aren't, thhp, going to get along, ff.

IT'S HARD TO NOT. I MEAN, YOU'RE SPITTING EVERYWHERE.

[shrugs.] That happens to me with most people. The ones that look like you, anyway.

WELL EXTHUSE THE THPRAY, ff, HELEN KELLER. Thhsp, ff.

You're prejudith againth redheads now? Geeth.

SORRY, WHAT? YOUR SPIT GOT IN MY GOOD EAR.

No, just Axels. Or Athuls. Or assholes. They're all the same, really.

I'LL THPIT IN YOUR FACE, HELEN KELLER!!!1 [flips the bird]

I AM SO INTIMIDATED. REALLY. SHAKING OVER HERE.

THUT YOUR FATH BEFORE I REALLY GIVE YOU A REASON TO BE THCARED, ATHWIPE. THHSP.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, SPIT AT ME?

DON'T PUTH ME, KID, IF YOU KNOW WATH GOOD FOR YOU. FF.

OH I AM SO FUCKING SCARED OF YOUR SPIT. REALLY.

[punthes him acroth the fath]

[reflex while losing balance from that hit might cause him to grab that headgear, Athul. sorry.]

[screams until it turns into a desperate whine.] Ehhh. NNNGH. Eh-eh-ehhhh. Leggo, mahn, leggo! Na'cool, not cool at all!

You hit me in the face! This is my revenge!

[not letting go, sorry. :| at least he's not pulling.]