On The Move

It's impossible to stay in one place.

Luke:  "What are you doing?"

Brishen:  ".... Packing."

Luke:  "Packing?"

Brishen:  "Yes.  We're moving."

Luke:  "Moving?  We just got here."

Brishen:  "........."

Luke:  "Oh, that's right.  You've been here over a year, right?"

Brishen:  "................."

Luke:  "Lonely yet?"

Brishen:  "No."

Luke:  "Are you sure~?"

Brishen:  "You should help pack too."

Luke:  "Would rubbing your.... shoulders be helpful?"

Brishen:  ".........................."

Brishen:  ::push!!::

Luke:  "Oof!"

Luke:  "Son of a...."

Luke:  "Hey!"

Luke:  "Don't touch that."

Me:  "I was just moving it to get to the other stuff."

Luke:  "Well don't.  You'll disturb him."

Me:  ".....  You know, you should help too."

Luke:  "I am helping.  I'm protecting this box."

Me:  "You're a pain."

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Me:  "Ok, you guys are next."

Luke:  "No."

Me:  "There is no 'no'."

Luke:  "You are not sticking me in another box."

Me:  "It'll only be for a day, calm down."

Luke:  "No."

Me:  "If I pack you with B, will you go?"

Luke:  "Yes."

Brishen:  "No."

Me:  "Why are you guys so difficult!?"

A day or so later...

Me:  "It's nice... and small......"

Brishen:  "......"

Me:  "Luke's going to be mad that we have to wait until dark to let him and Rook out."

Brishen:  ".................."

Me:  ".........  Well I know you don't care."

Brishen:  "Home, sweet home."

New place, same old B.

And thanks for looking~