Hounds: That Doesn't Make Any Sense

Longsword -- Octobre 19th, 2009

"I'm...I'm going to go outside for a moment," sighed Roy after a long sigh.

"V-v-very well."

"Roy, you realize you can't just shrug things off, don't you?" Id asked, his mouth unusually free of ramen for a change.

Roy nodded. "I think that's why it makes it so much worse."

Ego was busy prodding Conscience with a stick. "Conscience, what the hell are you doing? Snap out of it."

"Why...not right..."

"Ignore them for a moment, ok?" Id grumbled as he shook his head. "I know you're not in the mood for a motivational speech, but you can't just give up because one thing goes wrong."

"That sounds a bit harsh," Ego blinked.

"Oh, go back to whatever you two do," spat Id. "As I was saying, just because one piece of news has put you down, don't let it keep you that way. Stay positive. There's always a silver lining."

"Id. How is there a silver lining to what I just saw?"

"It was just the news. We have no real proof anything happened to Daemon. You're all just making assumptions. Now, as for a silver lining, you're still alive and with good people."

"If that's not working, tell him to watch this", Ego said as he pinched both of Conscience's cheeks and began stretching them into different poses.

After a moment of Ego's laughter and Id and Roy's blank expressions, Ego calmed down and released Conscience's cheeks. "You know, it's just not as fun unless she complains."

Popo then suddenly appeared in place of Conscience. "You're damn right."

"Of course I am."

Roy and Id, who were shocked at the sudden appearance of the Slowpoke, blinked for a moment before Roy spoke up. "Ego, are you sure that was Conscience you were just talking to?"

"Of course."

"But...that doesn't make any sense."

"It doesn't have to."

"Why am I not surprised?" mumbled Id.

The End

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