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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

Comments

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

If I have to I can...

[It's not exactly like he can finish it on his own anyway...]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

It's fine. I doubt your original would be very interested it the cake.

[Or you, for that matter.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

So it's all mine?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[This is so hitting Luke's WEIRDNESS button. And considering who he normally hangs with, that's saying something.]

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[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He grins widely, glad he doesn't have to share if he doesn't want to.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[...but he still can't eat it all.

He takes the plate and holds it up to Luke.]

I'll share with you though. I like you.

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[...goddammit, Van, stop being cute. You are not meant to be cute.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[AHEM]

Thank you, but would you rather get out of the cage first?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

I'm used to cages so I don't mind.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...and why is that, exactly?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

I've slept in them before.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

And why would you have needed to do that?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

...'cause.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Because...?