We're sitting in science, and all of a sudden, Ian goes,
"If you were a magical turtle, what would you do?"
I pondered this for a moment.
"I'd mate with OTHER magical turtles, just to see how they DO IT."
and went directly back to working.
"...that's- well, I meant super powers or something."
"Well, I'd rather mate with other turtles."
There was a scraping noise as Ian inched his desk away from mine. Then I realized I still had an unanswered question.
"...how DO they do it, anyways?"
"If you were a magical turtle, what would you do?"
I pondered this for a moment.
"I'd mate with OTHER magical turtles, just to see how they DO IT."
and went directly back to working.
"...that's- well, I meant super powers or something."
"Well, I'd rather mate with other turtles."
There was a scraping noise as Ian inched his desk away from mine. Then I realized I still had an unanswered question.
"...how DO they do it, anyways?"
this is my magical turtle.
that's right. be jealous.
that's right. be jealous.
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