TWICEMORTEM.

 You could probably hear his face slowly turning into a ‘>:(’ expression from a mile away. The one time he goes outside. And he’s insulted for mii height. 5′1″ was technically TALL for a mii body but. It’s not HIS fault that miis are short. He wished it was, though.

  “Amazing. You should aim for world records, because I can already tell that you’re insufferable in record time.” Said the stupid little man.

“ whoah whoah whoah - you’re taller than my bestie - THAT’S something !! he’s like a lavender sunflower !! jeeeeeeeeeesus what sorta things go into being tall !? ”

okay, maybe the lavender sunflower comparison was weak, but STILL he was pretty amazed as he just looked around the mailman, still a bit confused but still very much beaming with a positive curious aura to his actions.

“ wooooooooow and i thought the roster of scientists couldn’t be any more TINIER. like you’re good down there ?? need a steeeeeeeeeepstool ?? ”

“ hey hey seems like we got something to talk about off the bat, right ?? ” he lifted up his bandaged arm, before pointing at her own bandaged limb as the taller other at least felt a bit of commodity from the weirdest things with others ... at least it’s better than out the gate suspicion !!

deep breath in . . .

deep breath out . . .

“Did you just call me… A GOTH E-GIRL?!?”

Well, looks like Niclaus is about to die!

“ OH DAMN - ”

“ yeah? well maybe i can’t SAND your bullshit! so why don’t you DESERT this establishment and get sili-GONE, because i’m DUNE with you and your accusations! ”

“You wanna see me hit you?”

“I…”

“Is thirty-four considered old…” He’s disregarding the ‘bobert’ comment. 

  “Probably be-a sued if I said yes, so…          No.”