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- singing lion sing opening song off key -

"He doesn't usually not tell me anything if he does leave. Yes, perhaps it is troubling me." He sighed. "Castor doesn't like me though." He said, his voice getting faint. He was visibly disturbed and tired. He looked down at the floor, sighing.

"He'll like you enough if I tell him to." She said stubbornly, walking over to him. "You have three options. Stay here all night feeling sorry for yourself. Let me knock you out so you can get some sleep. Or... actually do something. Take your pick because I'm done with you looking like a deflated balloon." She crossed her arms.

"I do not look like that! I'm still very masculine and handsome!" He argued defiantly. His hands on his hips now. "Fine lets go find him." He caved easily, his arms dropping. He walked off and grabbed his belt, putting his sheathed kukri on the back loop. He narrowed his eyes. "Do you want to fly pretty like that or change?" He said, referring to her blouse, motioning so.

"Awh, are you calling me pretty?" She twirled her hair around her finger sarcastically. "Hem. Yes,im going to fly pretty. Im ALWAYS pretty." She huffed, dropping her hair and grabbing his hand. "Lets go." She practically draggged him out to Castor, who glared at them both.

"Overtly," He narrowed his eyes at her as she played with her hair. "Sometimes." He rolled his eyes with a grin as she pulled him out the door. He glanced around. Rome and Iphtahel were asleep at their cabin, Zeus nowhere in sight..He stared at Castor for a moment. Too tired to mess with him so he looked at the ground as he followed.

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"Only sometimes? Ill have you know I am QUITE the specimen, from the way most of the boys around here look at me. Always pretty." Castor bowed obediently after she had a stubborn argument with him. She climbed up and held her hand down to him to help him up.

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