A: *no idea what to do*

M: I was gone for one minute. ONE.

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A: Can I touch your ears?

M: No. And dare try to touch them without permission and it will be the last time you have hands.

———

A: *sad drunk* Is it possible to die twice?

M: Did you drink too much again?

A: *cries*

M: You did, didn't you?*sigh*

A: Can I please pet the kitty?

M: ........ Fine.

A: *now a happy drunk* Yay!

M: Lord in heaven, please give me the strength to tolerate him.

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A: We're at the beach!

M: I understand you like being optimistic, but we're lost, and Paris could be in trouble. We can come back another time, now let's go.

A: But it's so beautiful!

M: Do I look like I care?

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A: Your hair is so soft!

M: I'm only letting you do this because you're drunk and you looked upset.

A: Kiss me!

M: Oh hell no!!

A: Come back, kitty!*sad on the floor*

M: Only if you don't kiss me.

A: But you're pretty!

M: No kisses.

A: Hmp! Fine!

M: Thank you.

A: Kitty's back!

M: This better be the last time you get drunk.