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[Asch ~~has a thing for kitchens~~ is, yet again, hanging out in the kitchen, a glass of milk in front of him as he fights to keep himself awake. he's having a bit of trouble, though, and is resting his head on his arms and almost dozing off...]

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Fuck that.

But it's true... I guess you can try and find a way out if you want, though.

I will. I refuse to waste away here in Bizarro Land, and I'll admit that I'd quickly grow tired of seeing so many of my faces.

You still need a place to stay until then, though...

True.

...Our house is really big. It has some extra rooms...

Thanks, kid.

You're welcome...

You're not too much of a brat after all.

I just have trouble with people.

...Ah.

...I can't show you the house yet. I don't think I can walk that far.

Why are you so tired anyway?

...I don't think I should tell.

[ Shrugs. ]

Then don't.

I know that.

...If you carried me, I think I could get there. I can point the way.

[ Turns, hunkering down a bit. ]

Get on.

Alright... [carefully climbs up, holding onto him tight]

[ Lifts him up, hooking his arms around his legs and heading out into the lands of Bizarro. ]

Which way?

That way. [points him towards the group of houses]

[ Starts off in that direction. ]

Who else lives with you? More Asches?

Well... Luke and Asch are the ones who take care of me... Then there's two kid Lukes, and an older Luke, and an Asch.

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