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Jon
(absolutely shocked) Whaaaat?
Jon
(audible eye roll) Well, duh.
Jon
(pleased) Yes and it is DELICIOUS. Thank you, Martin
Jon
(breaks down with hysterical laughter)
Jon
(breaks down in intense dance)
Jon
(sound of hurriedly running to bed and hiding under blankets)
Jon
(pleased) Yesss, I can tell.
(nuzzling sounds)
Martin
(somewhat nervous) Jon, what are you doing?
Jon
Mmmmmmm! Yummy yummy fear!
Martin
(audible eye roll) I guess I get snuggles at least. Come here
(snuggling noises)
Jon
|(happy snuggling noises)
Jon
(speaking with his mouth full) What?
Martin
… Jon. Did you really think this was the time to make and eat a peanut butter sandwich?
Jon
(swallowing sound) (audible shrug, somewhat awkward) I mean… there’s no time like the present? Plus I just passed out. Pardon me for trying to get my blood sugar up.
Jon
(awkward) Yahhhh…. My bad.
Jon
(pained) Ooh… my stomach hurts… I think I ate too much (burp) fear…
Jon
(audibly raised eyebrow, offended) Wow. Just wow.
Martin
(confused, scared) What?
Jon
(somewhat cross, offended) That is so rude.
Martin
(confused, scared) … What?
Jon
(offended) Just insulting my deity like that. RUDE!
Martin
(confused, scared) … Um…
Jon
(huffy) I need some time alone.
(stalking out of room)
(slamming door)
(quiet muttering from other side of door, barely audible) Somebody needs to learn how to respect other people’s religions, good grief
Martin
(sad sniffle, confused sound)
Jon
(audible stare) Martin. You think I didn’t already Know this?
Jon
(panicked) Not as scared as me!
(sounds of running and hiding under the bed like a scared cat)
Jon
(shaky) … wanna get drunk?
Martin
(shaky) Um, what?
Jon
(shaky) You know, with alcohol. Blackout drunk. I can’t take the waves of fear.