seven | never wanted to grow up

[strike_you_out]

[Call Placement. Addressing: Mayfield. Filters: none.] 


Requesting advice... 

About teeth.  [He may be sounding a bit worried.]

Specifically, how do I... reattach one? 


[Oh, the horrors of dental maturation. Slugger doesn't understand and suspects this is some unnatural and cruel act of nature. 

ALSO, if you are one Edward Nigma, there may be something (not a tooth) hidden beneath your pillow. That something would happen to be a sheep's liver stolen from the local butcher shop. Consider it a "welcoming gift" from your new "son". Note that he has been courteous enough to wait only two days before stuffing it under there instead of the intended seven because he just couldn't contain his excitement.]

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Silence. On his end of the line, Slugger is visibly trembling with rage and fighting an overwhelming urge to hang up the phone and smash it.

Oh, how he hates you right now, Pokey. But more than that, he hates Mayfield.]

No... no... [his voice has become a low and vicious whisper]

With every regain I become less and less human. No SHRED of humanity will exist when I'm complete.

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Guess again.

[For his part? There's no humor in his voice, though he WOULD like to laugh. He'll save that for after he sees how pissy you get.]

After all, did you form attachments back in the world you're from?

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

I don't need attachments.

[Sound familiar?]

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Oh, indeed. And he don't like that.]

Yeah, but you've been forming then anyway.

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Temporarily.

[Survival calls for it.]

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Better be careful it stays that way.

[Yeah, now he's taunting.]

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

You better be careful it stays that way.

[DISCONNECT!]