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Rikku was humming as she decorated the apartment. Because she didn't really know much about this holiday, but it was all kinds of cheerful, and that was good enough for her.
"You're lucky you're cute," she told the little ball of feathers sitting on the dining room table. "Because I am seriously tempted to go fiend-hunting without you. I need supplies, Momo needs practice, it's a win-win. You could take care of yourself, right?"
Actually, he'd probably be killed by one of the other pets inside of a day. Petey wouldn't mean to maim him. He'd just play too rough.
"Maybe I toss you into my leg-pouch?"
Because, seriously. He'd fit.
(for him what is turning back. can be open beyond that!)
"You're lucky you're cute," she told the little ball of feathers sitting on the dining room table. "Because I am seriously tempted to go fiend-hunting without you. I need supplies, Momo needs practice, it's a win-win. You could take care of yourself, right?"
Actually, he'd probably be killed by one of the other pets inside of a day. Petey wouldn't mean to maim him. He'd just play too rough.
"Maybe I toss you into my leg-pouch?"
Because, seriously. He'd fit.
(for him what is turning back. can be open beyond that!)