“Wait, what?”

“Do you wanna die?”

I mean...Wave's pretty cute so not like I'd mind it or anything.

“.....” Damn it, now she was blushing.

“You be quiet! This is so stupid.”

“Oh *ha ha*, I see what you’re doing. Fine, you win. I won’t tease you about the Sonic thing just to make a point. Geez.”

“I know you well enough to know when you’re getting back at someone, Jet. You made your point.”

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! EVERY TIME! EVERY SINGLE TIME THIS LOUSY MISERABLE DAY GOES BY! ALL YOU PEOPLE DO IS MAKE THE SAME JOKE! "HUR DE DUR DE DUR DE DUR BIRD EAT IN A FOOD" I WILL DROWN ALL OF YOU IN THE TOILET!

“God bless soundproof doors. Thanksgiving, Christmas, any holiday where bird jokes are used more often than necessary, it’s a cure for Jet’s rants. And when I say rants, I mean screams of rage.”

The swallow didn’t quite know why... ... but the urge to hit Jet with her giant wrench was strong today.

“Something I question everyday.”

“I mean, give me something to build and it’s built. Give me something to fix and it’s fixed. You want the best, I’m the swallow you come to.”

“Yes I have decorated the place and made it feel somewhat like Christmas in here. Do I care if anyone on board doesn’t like it? Absolutely not. You sad sacks are going to drown in Christmas spirit.”

A tinsel scarf gently found its way around the Hawk’s neck before Wave shot him a smug grin. “Christmas, grouchy. Time to lighten up.”

“I’m glad someone appreciates it. Hm? Oh, I can appreciate a time to celebrate. Anything to lighten this place up.”

“It’s not like they’re going to have much of a choice either way. I’m sure it’s going to be the same with you?”

Wave couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at his reaction. “Well, you’d better learn to love it because it’s sticking around until Christmas is over.”

“Hm, it’s been a while since anyone has harassed me to fix something — did everyone die?”

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