College and Internship are so hard to balance

”?” Amy looked at him with an open, and just a touched confused, expression as he questioned her closeness with her mechanical pet. “Oh, I dunno. He’s kinda grown on me. I mean, sure he tried to bite off my left thumb when I first met him, but if I let a little something like that deter me, then I wouldn’t have had such a great relationship with my youngest cousin.” She smiled at him as she patted her pocket, from which ‘Sammy’ was still hissing like a soul soaked in sulfur-borne flames.

"… I guess." Cecil tried not to stare openly at her pocked. That’d be a bit weird. "Just be careful, okay?"

"Aye aye, Mr. Cecil~" Amy replied peppily. "I will be very careful with him. I'll keep taking good care of him~" She was still completely missing the point of his warning.

"Oh, okay then~" Amy smiled. "You stay a few feet away from Mr. Cecil at all times, okay Sammy?" The Strexpet made the same screeching noise again, then scurried down her shirt and slipped itself into her jeans pocket. "Good Sammy~"

"How can you stand being anywhere near that thing?”

"?" Amy looked at him with an open, and just a touched confused, expression as he questioned her closeness with her mechanical pet. "Oh, I dunno. He's kinda grown on me. I mean, sure he tried to bite off my left thumb when I first met him, but if I let a little something like that deter me, then I wouldn't have had such a great relationship with my youngest cousin." She smiled at him as she patted her pocket, from which 'Sammy' was still hissing like a soul soaked in sulfur-borne flames.

"Amy, it’s fine if you want to keep that thing but please keep it away from me, alright?” Cecil was still watching it very closely, as if afraid it would jump at him.

"Oh, okay then~" Amy smiled. "You stay a few feet away from Mr. Cecil at all times, okay Sammy?" The Strexpet made the same screeching noise again, then scurried down her shirt and slipped itself into her jeans pocket. "Good Sammy~"

Friendly reminder to kill your double before they kill you.

"I dunno," Amy shrugged. "All I do is give him dead rats and stuff that my cat brings in, and he’s nice as can be." She smiled and scratched the creature under the chin. "Wanna give him a pet?"

"Amy, one of those things attacked Khoshekh. And me. I’ve got scars.”

"...Well, even if it was one, Sammy isn't the one who attacked you. I got him brand new in a sealed box that Miss Lauren gave me while she was here~" The StrexPet on her shoulder suddenly let out a low screeching sound that was somewhere between nails on a chalkboard and the wailing of the souls of tortured children in the brimstone. Amy only smiled and patted it on the head. "Aw, he's purring~ I think he's happy to meet you~"

"No, i’ jus’ looks funny. Haha, I’ve had a lotta drinkin’ practice, tha’s why."

"Oh, cool~" Amy smiled. She watched him laugh and drink with a small smile on her face. "I can see why you're so good at it, then~"

"It’s a strexpet," said Cecil slowly, watching it cautiously. "How could it be friendly?”

"I dunno," Amy shrugged. "All I do is give him dead rats and stuff that my cat brings in, and he's nice as can be." She smiled and scratched the creature under the chin. "Wanna' give him a pet?"

"Okay, okay!" she said quickly. She bolted for the door and opened it up, then hid behind it to clear the way for him to pass through. "Okay, it’s open. Now could you please get it out of here now?!"

"Yep, yep, on it." Cecil threw the cup with the wasp outside and slammed the door shut as quickly as he could. "There, taken care of."