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Oct 28, 2021 9:36 AM
Exile is good for you, Tommy. Stop crying. Alykl!Dream, Tommy, spoilers for Exile arc at least.
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Picking up his logs, and she shears away the leaves when the logs are gone.

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“Dude! Not cool! Get your own fucking logs! You have a fuckin Tory axe, why are you making me mine this with my fists if you’re not letting me keep it.”

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"Did you actually cut one down? I don't see any blocks in your hands. I've got shears, I'm cutting wool for you. Friend."

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“Yeah, I don’t have any blocks because you fucking took them, you absolute prick.”

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"Why would I need your blocks? It's getting late, stop arguing and start chopping." She wanders off towards a nearby sheep and shears it.

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“I’ve been chopping, fuck you.” Is she close enough that she’ll be able to swoop in and grab the log if he punches a tree again because if so then he is not even going to try. 

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Probably not. She seems focused on the sheep anyways. She's already got the wool, but she's slashing it with the shears and waiting for it to calm down before slashing it again.

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Fine, okay, he’ll go back to punching the tree then. 

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…And while Paramin’s attention seems safely off them, Ghostbur will walk up to him and covertly drop him some logs before going back to chopping his own. 

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She stops tormenting the sheep, flipping to her sword and casually leaving its remains on the ground as she approaches him. "What do you have there, Ghostbur?"

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“You wanted logs, right? For building? So I got some logs for you! I don’t have very many yet, though.” 

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"It's important to let Tommy get his own logs. He doesn't want your pity logs."

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“Okay! I can stop punching trees then.”

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"Why don't you get your own logs, Tommy? Do you need charity? From a ghost?"

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“I am literally punching a tree right now, what more do you want from me.”

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"Give Ghostbur his logs back. It's not fair otherwise."

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“Or what?”

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She just whistles, swinging her sword so close to Ghostbur that fine, wispy hair falls to the ground.

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“You’re a right bastard, you know that?” He drops a couple logs. 

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She shakes her head. "Come now, Tommy, did you really think you could decieve me like that? Me? Your friend? I know you, Tommy. All the logs, now."

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“I dropped Ghostbur’s. I kept the one I got myself.”

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"Are you sure?"

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Yes.”

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She breaks into a smile. "Then have some wool! Make yourself a bed, night is nearly here." She flicks flint and steel and the logs on the ground are gone. Untidy to leave them lying there.

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“And if I don’t, you hurt Ghostbur.”

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