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[moreweaponsthanyou]

Fil's SmartPhone:
Hi, This is Fil. Sorry I can't pick up right now, if you leave a message I'll get back to you as soon as possible!

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[moreweaponsthanyou]

[This time, Fil wraps his arm around Killian's neck to drag him closer in order to knock his fist against his cousin's head.]

Nope, not listening. Not thinking about it unless I absolutely have to!

[youngestone]

[He laughs, flailing and struggling to get out]

Hey, I am going to enjoy that day when it comes! And I'm so short maybe I'll get lucky and not shrink at all.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Fil is totally drilling his fist against Killian's skull.]

You are such a little shit. I hope you end up shorter than I am no matter what!

[youngestone]

I am a model child! My aunts all said so!

[Cracking up]

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Oops, accidentally lets go because Fil's flailing too.] Lies! All lies!

[youngestone]

[Freedom! Killian moves away, still laughing]

Nope, not a lie!

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Not for long! Fil's planning to pounce again. Just have to maneuver into the right angle...]

You are are a lying liar who lies!

[youngestone]

Nope, I never lie. Not ever!

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[And Fil pounces!]

You're lying right now!

[youngestone]

Oof!

[He's winded but still struggling]

And how can you tell, huh?

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Ow! Elbow to the ribs hurt.]

Intuition! And you've got this look on your face!

[youngestone]

What "look"? I'm dying of laughter and pain!

[moreweaponsthanyou]

The 'I'm being a little shit and I know it' look!

[youngestone]

I think you're projecting, Fil!

[moreweaponsthanyou]

I am not! Just admit it!

[youngestone]

But that'd be lying!

[moreweaponsthanyou]

No, it'll be you telling the truth!

[youngestone]

[Killian protests a little more until he hears someone coming upstairs, calling for Fil and asking if everything's okay]

...oops.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Oops indeed. They've probably never heard that sort of noise coming from his room after Fil moved in. He hollers back that he's fine and gets off of Killian before picking up the pillows on the ground and placing them back on his bed.]

Um...yeah. Gotta stop now before Aunt Mardis comes in.

[youngestone]

And skins us.

[He laughs, reaching for his water bottle]

...thanks, man.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

Nah. She'll just make both of us do some horrendous chore.

[Fil follows suit, twisting his cap open and draining a third of it in one go.]

You're welcome.