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"I am not good at jokes, but I suppose I shall try."

Melanie takes a deep breath in.

"If A is for Apple and B is for Banana, then what is C for?"

"Plastic explosives."

Melanie purses her lips, not satisfied with her own pun.

"What?" Deidara didn't get it. A is for Apple, B is for Banana, C is for... plastic explosives? What? Plastic explosives didn't start with a C. Was it...? No, no, it wasn't. Obviously, he was missing the joke. So, he went over it again. C is for plastic explosives? C is for... C for...

THE SUN IS A DEADLY LAZER

"Mr. Gai... Mr Gai I don't feel too good..."

The clone begins to slowly crumble to dust which is dramatically blown away on the wind like she got Thanos snapped.

Give my muse problems (open) | @jami-multimuse

Late autumn is one of Gai’s favourite seasons, with amber and red foliage raging brighter than ever, while the occasional breeze sweeps through the streets. His good mood sets him out on a light jog — nothing like a little bit of warmth in one’s blood to set one’s day right!

A familiar sight stumbles into sight, and Gai slows to a stop. “Hello stranger, what’s wrong?” He asks, eyebrows knit in worry. She didn’t look like she was in the right state at all! Although… she looks really familiar! Gai feels like he has seen her before.

He approaches her and is just about to reach out a hand to steady her when she starts disintegrating.

“W-what?!” Gai freezes, then quickly lunges forward to grab her, but she disappears as quickly as she appeared, and all he catches in his hands is loose dirt.

@jami-multimuse liked for a starter - For Marilyn.

"You know, Kuzco says he's jealous you have muscles bigger than 'his'." Malina air quotes and snickers. "Don't tell him I say this, but I think he secretly admires you." She grins.

@jami-multimuse asked: [Verse: Already a Peasant] There's a bang and a puff of smoke coming from the science class, and someone walks out of it, waving the smoke away. "Melanie, if y'all don't keep ya dang gizmos locked up somethin's gonna - who the hell are you?" A woman with strong muscles and a long braid looks at Kuzco, shocked. She's not one of the students who was here yesterday, that's for sure.

Looking effortlessly cool as he leans against the wall of lockers just outside of the science room is hard work-- but somebody has to do it, right? In reality, he's waiting for Malina, who wore her cute school spirit sweater today. He just manages another casual glance down the hall to see if she's about to appear when the bang startles him, and he nearly trips over his own feet in surprise.

Kuzco coughs as he straightens up, waving a hand in front of his face to clear the smoke, only to come face to face with a female he's never seen before. " . . . Who am I? " He quips, floored at the idea of someone in this empire-- HIS empire-- not knowing who he is.

The question is... Is this one Shino's, or some other Aburame Clan member's? And for what reason is she keeping one in a terrarium?

Unfortunately, this is a matter Shino can't simply ignore and mind his business. So, casually, he walks over to the terrarium and casually lays an elbow on top of it, forearm relaxed over the edge. He observes the Kikaichus, which aren't his own but could come from an inexperienced Aburame, probably young, since losing insects isn't something an experienced Aburame would accidentally do.

He looks at Sara then, contemplating his next choice of words. "Sara." His tone is serious and professional. "Those are my clan's insects." He pauses, thinking well on how to phrase what needs to be said. "These insects have a contract with my clan and have been evolving throughout history with us, they represent our livelihood, security and weapon. You're in the possession of my clan's main ability... You're lucky that I was the one to stumble upon you, sincerely, Sara."