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“Sooooooooooooo, Meddy, did’ya hear who won this phestival?!” Subspace’s gas mask was off and he had a wolfish smile adorning his face.
“How could I not?” Medkit asked.
“I told you to join my side!!” Subspace scoffed.
“And I didn’t want to.”
“And you lost for it!!!”
“Indeed. My coworkers were not carrying their weight.”
“Another lame excuse!! You’re so inferior!! You’ll never win, isn’t that disappointing?!”
“You won by majority. Most other people were crows.”
“Not my fault if you’re sad and lost, okay?”
“Not my fault if you’re an egocentric prick, okay?”
Subspace scoffed at Medkit’s words.
“Suuuure.”
“That’s a shame. I was going to get you something if you were going to be a good sport about winning. It’s rather disappointing. Oh, well.”
“What?? Meddy!! You can’t be serious!! I need it!!”
“Sorry, Subspace, that’s how things are with you. You never know when to keep your mouth shut.”
“I won’t do it again!!” Subspace batted his eye and gave Medkit the best puppy-dog eye he could- which wasn’t very good.
Medkit stared back with a deadpan glare. “No, perhaps the joy of winning the phestival is enough for you.”
“I want more!! Please?? I’ll do the laundry and the dishes for a week at least!!”
“No, Subspace, I’m serious. It’s your fault, you know. Maybe next time, you’ll learn to behave.”
“At least tell me what it was going to be!!”
“Do you insist?”
Subspace glared.
“Alright. If you insist, it was a love dove. I was going to get one for y-”
“You know I’m too busy at Blackrock to take care of a pet!!”
“Well, if you let me finish, I was going to say that I would take care of it for you if you needed. You give them to your partners.”
“Meddy…” Subspace sniffed. “That’s sooooo sweet of you!!” Subspace rushed to him and squeezed him tightly. Medkit let out a labored breath and hugged back awkwardly.
“Well, it’s not, because I didn’t actually get one.” Subspace hit him lightly from the hug.
“Ugh! You’re so annoying!!”
“ You are more annoying. Ever since you won the phestival, it’s like you got even more boisterous than ever before. That’s always like you after the phestivals.”
“Guh- whatever, Meddy!! At least I won!!”
“Won the award of being the biggest douchebag at these phights, sure.”
“Oh, yeah? I went to Loser Town. They said you were the mayor.” Medkit stared at the overconfident inventor.
“That is the most childish insult I’ve ever heard from you in my entire life.”
“Whatever!!”
“Keep your distance.”