Pomni! Hgh!— it’s me..

Jax sighs as pomni makes contact with him, relaxing just a bit as the lingering abstraction calms. "Pompom.. hey. Hey.."

(She looks him over several times. Her eyes analytical and almost untrusting, but the more she looks, the more she gawks and stares, the more she relaxes. Her relaxation turns to relief, and that relief is overwhelming. Her eye twitches before tears begin to run down her face. She wipes at her tears pathetically, but her smile shows all her intent. Relief, happiness, a wavering line of fear.)

"I'm here.. for now. I can only stay as my avatar for a while before- egh, I go back to being that nightmare alpaca or whatever they're called now. I'm just glad I could reach out to someone before that happened.. glad that it was you, Pomni."

(Pomni wraps her arms around Jax, loosely at first, but eventually her desperation consumes her as she holds on tighter. It feels as if she'll lose him if she lets go. She can't lose him again.)

"Heh.. I really didn't. But you were there, and since you saw all of.. that.. there was really no reason for me to try and push you away any longer. That's behind me now."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 . . . I missed you too. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He leaned down and wiped one of her tears away, keeping his hand planted on her cheek. If this was Ribbit, or Kaufmo.. or anyone else, now, he'd be in the same position as Pomni.

(She could only laugh at Jax's response. Not truly because of the response itself, but at just how easily Jax read her. It felt strange to be this vulnerable, to be the one being comforted for once.)

"..Wh- what have I missed, by the way? The circus is back to being colorful again.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Oh—! Uh, right. So... 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

Jax nodded along, trying to follow along until the lil jester had mentioned caine coming back. The news of also their real life counterparts snagged on his thought process and hard stopped, turning to Pomni.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Yes, THE Caine, came back— I don't know how he got ahold of it, but... We have real life counterparts, and they're out there thriving. Like— Like yours! You have an apartment and a stable job now! ... We also got to learn of our real names too, though I, uh, rejected mine. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"So.. Ribbit was right."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 ... I guess she was. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I'd uh.. ask if you wanted to hang out for a bit longer, but I don't- I don't know how long I'm gonna last. Plus you probably have like.. stuff to attend to."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 I don't really have much to do. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked up to her, his eyes wide in a bit of shock. He shouldn’t be surprised- there’s no doubt that she’d be willing to push aside things just to stay with him for longer.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 You wont. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He caught that edge, felt it pressed into his rabbit ears as his eyes softened, leaned back further, and looked at Pomni with an almost sorry expression.

(She finally brings her gaze down from the ceiling, staring at Jax with eyes full of passion, a fire that's fueled her entire existence.)

That dull ache of worry slowly melts away, and he leans back into the pillows, patting the one beside him. After all that's said.. and done.. his love for Pomni hasn't changed.

(Pomni looks down at the spot before cautiously sitting beside him. She pulls her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her knees.)

"I uh.. I don't know. I just kinda assumed this would go quicker but, like- I don't really feel it now anymore.."

(Pomni's shoulder slack when touched, the rest of her not relaxing as much, but she's not as tense. She smiles back at Jax.)

"For now.. Yeah."

(She looks away from Jax, staring all around the tent instead. She imagines it for herself... But the light from it might be too bright, or so she thinks.)

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Yeah, something like that... And the fact that we don't have a projector. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Yeah- there's the rub, isn't it. I guess I just like to.. think. about what would look nice here. Of course I still have my room, and whatever's inside it. One of these days, I wanna learn that creation stuff you and Kinger do."

(She didn't acknowledge him moving closer. She hummed softly in response to his words. She thought for a moment.)

“It’s really just that simple? Nothing that I have to get Caine or Kinger’s express permission to do?”

(Pomni whips hear head to look at them. The triangular formation glitching into nonexistence after being let go of, though her hands still hover in the air, not touching Jax.)

Pomni! Hgh!— it’s me..

Jax sighs as pomni makes contact with him, relaxing just a bit as the lingering abstraction calms. "Pompom.. hey. Hey.."

(She looks him over several times. Her eyes analytical and almost untrusting, but the more she looks, the more she gawks and stares, the more she relaxes. Her relaxation turns to relief, and that relief is overwhelming. Her eye twitches before tears begin to run down her face. She wipes at her tears pathetically, but her smile shows all her intent. Relief, happiness, a wavering line of fear.)

"I'm here.. for now. I can only stay as my avatar for a while before- egh, I go back to being that nightmare alpaca or whatever they're called now. I'm just glad I could reach out to someone before that happened.. glad that it was you, Pomni."

(Pomni wraps her arms around Jax, loosely at first, but eventually her desperation consumes her as she holds on tighter. It feels as if she'll lose him if she lets go. She can't lose him again.)

"Heh.. I really didn't. But you were there, and since you saw all of.. that.. there was really no reason for me to try and push you away any longer. That's behind me now."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 . . . I missed you too. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He leaned down and wiped one of her tears away, keeping his hand planted on her cheek. If this was Ribbit, or Kaufmo.. or anyone else, now, he'd be in the same position as Pomni.

(She could only laugh at Jax's response. Not truly because of the response itself, but at just how easily Jax read her. It felt strange to be this vulnerable, to be the one being comforted for once.)

"..Wh- what have I missed, by the way? The circus is back to being colorful again.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Oh—! Uh, right. So... 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

Jax nodded along, trying to follow along until the lil jester had mentioned caine coming back. The news of also their real life counterparts snagged on his thought process and hard stopped, turning to Pomni.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Yes, THE Caine, came back— I don't know how he got ahold of it, but... We have real life counterparts, and they're out there thriving. Like— Like yours! You have an apartment and a stable job now! ... We also got to learn of our real names too, though I, uh, rejected mine. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"So.. Ribbit was right."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 ... I guess she was. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I'd uh.. ask if you wanted to hang out for a bit longer, but I don't- I don't know how long I'm gonna last. Plus you probably have like.. stuff to attend to."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 I don't really have much to do. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked up to her, his eyes wide in a bit of shock. He shouldn’t be surprised- there’s no doubt that she’d be willing to push aside things just to stay with him for longer.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 You wont. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

He caught that edge, felt it pressed into his rabbit ears as his eyes softened, leaned back further, and looked at Pomni with an almost sorry expression.

(She finally brings her gaze down from the ceiling, staring at Jax with eyes full of passion, a fire that's fueled her entire existence.)

That dull ache of worry slowly melts away, and he leans back into the pillows, patting the one beside him. After all that's said.. and done.. his love for Pomni hasn't changed.

(Pomni looks down at the spot before cautiously sitting beside him. She pulls her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her knees.)

"I uh.. I don't know. I just kinda assumed this would go quicker but, like- I don't really feel it now anymore.."

(Pomni's shoulder slack when touched, the rest of her not relaxing as much, but she's not as tense. She smiles back at Jax.)

"For now.. Yeah."

(She looks away from Jax, staring all around the tent instead. She imagines it for herself... But the light from it might be too bright, or so she thinks.)

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《 Yeah, something like that... And the fact that we don't have a projector. 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Yeah- there's the rub, isn't it. I guess I just like to.. think. about what would look nice here. Of course I still have my room, and whatever's inside it. One of these days, I wanna learn that creation stuff you and Kinger do."

(She didn't acknowledge him moving closer. She hummed softly in response to his words. She thought for a moment.)

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"It was nice, right? Being team Bad Guys. Being.. partners.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《... Are you trying to hint at something ?》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I-.. Pomni. Do you trust me?"

[Pomni's eyes widened at the question. She thought she'd been abundantly apparent that she does, she is practically cuddling with him for God's sake.]

“Okay.. okay.”

[Pomni's eyes somehow widen even further. The kiss startles her, and she almost pulls away. Almost. Instead, she melts into the kiss as Jax melts into the sofa. Her face flushed an impossible shade of red, she looks like a tomato. She eventually pulls back for air, blinking rapidly a few times.]

He was disoriented by the sudden and quick escape from the couch that she’d executed, but instead of running away, like he thought she was going to, she just stood there, back turned to him.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《No , no ! Not at all , I just ... 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"...Okay. I'm sorry, Pomni."

[Pomni doesn't really hear what he says, but she nods as if she did. It felt far too heavy to put one foot in front of the other, but eventually she did, running off into the abyss of the circus or what's left of it.]

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"It was nice, right? Being team Bad Guys. Being.. partners.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《... Are you trying to hint at something ?》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I-.. Pomni. Do you trust me?"

[Pomni's eyes widened at the question. She thought she'd been abundantly apparent that she does, she is practically cuddling with him for God's sake.]

“Okay.. okay.”

[Pomni's eyes somehow widen even further. The kiss startles her, and she almost pulls away. Almost. Instead, she melts into the kiss as Jax melts into the sofa. Her face flushed an impossible shade of red, she looks like a tomato. She eventually pulls back for air, blinking rapidly a few times.]

He was disoriented by the sudden and quick escape from the couch that she’d executed, but instead of running away, like he thought she was going to, she just stood there, back turned to him.

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《No , no ! Not at all , I just ... 》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"It was nice, right? Being team Bad Guys. Being.. partners.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《... Are you trying to hint at something ?》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I-.. Pomni. Do you trust me?"

[Pomni's eyes widened at the question. She thought she'd been abundantly apparent that she does, she is practically cuddling with him for God's sake.]

“Okay.. okay.”

[Pomni's eyes somehow widen even further. The kiss startles her, and she almost pulls away. Almost. Instead, she melts into the kiss as Jax melts into the sofa. Her face flushed an impossible shade of red, she looks like a tomato. She eventually pulls back for air, blinking rapidly a few times.]

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"It was nice, right? Being team Bad Guys. Being.. partners.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《... Are you trying to hint at something ?》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"I-.. Pomni. Do you trust me?"

[Pomni's eyes widened at the question. She thought she'd been abundantly apparent that she does, she is practically cuddling with him for God's sake.]

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"It was nice, right? Being team Bad Guys. Being.. partners.."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《... Are you trying to hint at something ?》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]

"N- no, it's okay, Pomni."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I do . It felt like to talk to you without you bullying me .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

Sorry? For what? Pomni, if anything I should be the one saying sorry. Like.. Actually.

"Wh- Wow what, Pom? That I said 'sorry' for once? I don't know if you've noticed but.. I've changed. Hopefully for the better, but it's not up to me to put that verdict down. What do you think, Pompom?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Sorry, sorry! I just didn't expect it .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That's good. I'm.. glad. I mean it, by the way. I regret all the mean stuff I said, especially when I had that- let's just call it a breakdown, at the end of the gun adventure. I wouldn't forget about you, and I definitely wouldn't be able to just move on."

[Pomni listens carefully to Jax's words, trying to find a hole in his message, anything to grasp why. It's all rather sudden. Maybe after everything that's happened, he just feels the need to? But even that explanation doesn't feel right. And Pomni is horrible at hiding her curiosity.]

"The change- Oh, MY change. It's uh, kinda a funny story, actually. Well, one you might find funny. It was during that awards show that Caine hosted right after the gun adventure, remember? I was.. kinda far away from the stage, and from you and Ragatha. I saw you left a spot open for me- I probably made you bad that I never moved up to it."

[She listens intently and sincerely as if she cares because truly, she does. She cares for everyone in this shitshow of a circus. It'd be difficult not to sympathize with the same few people you're stuck around all the time or at least it is for Pomni.]

“That wasn’t the only reason. My chest felt heavy, I couldn’t keep still, I- I didn’t know what was coming over me, so I rushed into the bathroom and turned the sink on to block out the noise. Didn’t help. Tried to do some calming breathing, instantly backfired and started hyperventilating. Nothing was helping.”

[Pomni's sincere expression turned sour rather quickly. Her expression faltering as she begins to stare at Jax in worry. Her hand twitching beside her, debating on what to do. She's not exactly keen on how to comfort someone especially in a setting like this.]

The few seconds of silence started to worry him, so he was about to turn to Pomni.

[Pomni honestly thought he'd have a repulsive reaction to her hugging him, so she definitely didn't expect to be pulled closer. It felt strangely nice to have the hug returned by warm, smooth hands. She subconsciously melted into the hug once it's returned to her.]

"I.. know, Pomni. But it's not that simple. And- I haven't even finished my story yet."

[Pomni's hold never loosens. If Jax doesn't let her go, she probably won't move. She does try to tilt her head to look up at him, but she's too short to actually be able to see his face clearly, so she gives up on trying.]

He lets out a little laugh as well, gently placing his hand on top of her hat, making the bells jingle a little.

[Pomni tenses up slightly at the sudden touch to her head, but her shoulders slack quickly after. A smile crossing her face again as she's pulled closer, tightening her grip on Jax and laying her head on his chest (kind of, she's a bit short).]

"What did Zooble call me, 'fakest idgafer'? Well, they might be right. I care a lot about you, and zoob, and everyone else."

[Her brows furrowed "fakest idgafer", a bit confused on what it means. She mentally shrugs it off, she'll ask Zooble later. Though her heart seems to swell when he mentions that he does care for her... she'll deal with that later.]

Jax's smile went WIDE, as it only shows when he gets a particularly mischievous idea.

[Pomni quirked a brow as Jax spoke of a solution. Though she couldn't particularly see his expression, she could feel the mischief radiating off of him. She just suspiciously hums in response to his mischief.]

"Heyyy, c'mon! You know I wish I was! So many other jaxs out there being actually furry 'n.. I'm stuck with this damn rubbery ass skin.."

[Whoops, she didn't realize how sore that spot was. She'd tried to quickly think of something to say to not ruin this moment. She always felt on edge around him, having the tip-toe around.]

"You thought I meant- Ah, hah.. No, no, I didn't mean leaving, pompom. Though, that'd be nice too. I meant these outfits, the bodies, kinda along with the everything else. I'd love to have fur, a sweatshirt or two, different pairs of gloves, a couple sweatpants, y'know?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Oh , oh !》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Which is fine, Pom, to each their own.. but god do I want to have just a bit of change for myself at least."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I'd still like you . I doubt a whole lot could deter me from liking you .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

The bunny smiles.. then he gets a thought, which makes it go from his normal smile to his devious smile once more. He leans in close to Pomni's face, almost uncomfortably close for a normal person.

[Pomni leans away from Jax, startled by the sudden closeness to her face. She blinks a few times, trying to register the situation. Once she does, her cheeks flush a bright red.]

“Ohh but you diiid, you said you’d still like me no matter if I changed or not, but you sounded just that teeensy bit disappointed by the fact I wasn’t fluffy. It’s okay Pom, I understand.”

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think you're just hearing things .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Huh? N- Nothing! Nothin, Pompom. Are you starting to hear things?"

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《Maybe , we're just going crazy together .》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"That'd be funny, us going insane at the same time. People would say that's fate or something. Not me, nah, there's no fate to be found here.. just the decisions we make for ourselves."

𝜗˚̣̣̣℘ྀི 《I think there's a little fate in everything ...》 🎪 །ིྀ 𓈒˚̣̣

"Well.. if you say so.. maybe there is."

[She tilts her head up off his hand after their fingers interlock. She looks over at it before looking back up at him, then her gaze darts away as the same red flush creeps itself back onto her face. She hadn't registered the hand on her back until he pulls her up, letting out a small squeak in response.]