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Heart holds minds lipstick out of reach, upset about something Mind had previously said.
“APOLOGIZE OR THE LIPSTICK GETS IT.”
Mind stares and rubs his temples, slightly bewildered and irritated, they were arguing yet again, the cause of which really didn't matter, it was all the same anyways.
“threatening to destroy my belongings, I see, that didn't take you very long, not that it ever does, though. Wait. Where did you even get that?”
Heart ignores his question, holding the lipstick out of reach.
“APOLOGIZE OR SO HELP ME I WILL DEVOUR THIS ENTIRE TUBE OF LIPSTICK YOU RUSTY TIN CAN.”
Minds stares at him with a deadpan expression, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the display of immaturity
“Really? Out of all the ways to ruin my lipstick you would choose to *eat* it? The item is clearly inedible, and If you really wanted to go about destroying my makeup then there are a myriad of better ways to go about it. This is highly illogical, even for you, Juno, and I sincerely doubt you would actually follow through on such a threat”
“OH YOU THINK I WON'T EAT IT HUH!?”
Tears stream down Hearts face as he continues to fend Mind off, popping the tubes cap off and spinning the little screwy thing that pops the lipstick out
Mind, still trying to reach for his lipstick, who is getting increasingly irritated after each futile attempt at reclaiming what was once his, narrows his eyes and pauses for a moment
“You wouldn't, I know how picky you are. There's no way you would put something like that in your mouth.”
With a defiant look on his face, Heart takes the blue lipstick and promptly bites the entire stick off, and begins gnawing on the plastic tube like a rabid possum.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU YOU PUTRID WORM?!”
Mind voice suddenly raised in shock, pissed that Heart had ruined his favorite blue lipstick but also slightly surprised Heart had actually followed through with his threat. Heart however, isn't listening as he proceeds to cough out the lipstick into the nearby trash can, the inside of his mouth discolored as if he'd been sucking on a blue lollipop. He puffs out his wings in surprise at the taste before continuing his regularly scheduled screeching.
“EW WHY THE HELL DOES THIS LIPSTICK TASTE SO BAD? OUT OF ALL THE LIPSTICK I HAVE EVER EATEN, THIS IS BY FAR THE WORST!”
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!-”
Mind repeats his question before pausing and doing a double take. “...Wait, what do you mean ‘out of all the lipstick?’ Do you-?”
“IT TASTES DISGUSTING WHY DOES IT TASTE LIKE BITTER IRON YOU FREAK!?”
“YOU'RE CALLING *ME* THE FREAK? YOU'RE THE DUMBASS GOING AROUND MUNCHING ON MAKEUP!”
Heart hurriedly rushes over to the sink, leaning over it while attempting to wash this lipstick out of his mouth while he retorts.
“Well, not just any make-up, I only eat lipstick, thank you very much.”
Mind rubs his temples, barely concealed fury bubbling beneath his metallic skin.
“That does not make this any better, dear Harmonia. Just when I thought you couldn't stoop any lower, you manage to descend to the pits of hell.”
He scowls through gritted teeth, his head aching with frustration, a common theme when arguing with Heart, he noticed. Heart stands back up from the sink, some leftover blue still residing in his mouth and strides back over to Mind with a smile on his face, as if the whole ordeal had never occurred, but Mind wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily.
“Oh no, this isn't how this works, do you really think you get to just walk away from this scot free after that completely asinine stunt you just pulled off?”
Heart pauses for a moment, baffled, before suddenly realizing that *Oh yea, destroying someone's belongings probably WOULD piss them off* But, before he even has time to react, Mind is already making his way over to Heart's room with Heart following closely behind, protesting. He approaches Hearts desk and grabs his purple lipstick, tossing it onto the floor and stomping at it multiple times, the feeble plastic immediately cracking under the blunt force.
“Are you kidding me!? How is that fair? Do you have any idea how hard it'll be to clean this off the carpet? What you've done is so much worse than what I did!”
Heart cries out, distressed but slightly relieved it was only his lipstick that was targeted and that mind hadn't destroyed any of his dear plushies.
“Oh, and look who's playing the victim now, despite the fact that he started it."
Mind scoffs, before resuming
"Typical. The carpet isn't my problem, I'm done here. We won't speak of this to Soul, clear?”
“Clear…”
Heart mutters as mind rudely brushes past him, exiting his room, really not in the mood to get back at him in the moment
“I can kind of understand why he stomped on my lipstick, but did he really have to do it on the carpet?!”
Heart complains to himself as he gets to cleaning up the mess on the carpet
LATER
“Ok- we're almost ready to begin and- …wait, why aren't you guys wearing your lipstick?”
Soul inquires, looking up from the piano with a perplexed expression.
“We uhh….”
Heart begins before Mind cuts him off.
“We lost them.”
He says in a tone that invites no further questioning, though to be fair, almost everything he says is in that tone.
“Wow, even you Mind? You never lose your belongings, that's a tad inconvenient.”
Soul asks in surprise as Mind glares at Heart with the fury of a thousand suns and replies through gritted teeth.
“Yep. Sure is.”
Heart pretends to be oblivious and smiles innocently. Soul decides it isn't worth questioning as they have things to accomplish.
“Well, anywho, we can pop by the store and pick up some more lipstick later, alright?”