"The /cockroach/! The bloody great big cockroach that scuttled over the floor! We're in space, why are there /bugs/!?" Forgetting her chair had wheels Emily turned a bit too fast and started to fall.

Looking up at him Emily blushed lightly but then pushed him away. "One, stop thinking about what my skin looks like and two, never touch me again. And, you know what three, get out og my room!" She pointed to the door, trying to protray anger but her voice betraying her.

Emily sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Deimos... Thanks. But don't make a habit of barging into my room, okay?"

"Damn it Shiro, that's FAR too seductive to show us all."

"Marak! I need a word with you!"

//I'M SORRY I CLICKED THE WRONG REPLY!!!!!

//BUGGER, BUGGER, BUGGER DON'T RP AND PLAY ANIMAL CROSSING AT THE SAME TIME!!!!! ¬_¬

"Not now, i'm busy. Some of us have work to do." She was typing away, a look of concentration on her face.

"PUT ME DOWN!" Emily shrieked, squirming in his arms as she was carried out the room. When that didn't work she pouted and folded her arms over her chest. "I can walk you know!"

Smoothign out her clothing she shot a glare at Deimos but didn't scold him. "So where are we going? Where is safer than my room?"

Deimos' room? Hmm, his reasoning made sense she supposed. "Fine, I will allow you to hide me away in your room for now."

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It's fathers day!!!!!

Okay, firstly holy crap that was like, stereo. Secondly, you two need to fuck. I'm jus' sayin'.

Shiro would make a great step-dad, don't you think?

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Birf.

It is. She will be about later, for sure.

… Did I come back at the wrong time? Why are we all talking about sex? Is my dad here?

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