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[emblazes]

I was training!

[He wasn't looking at a clock or anything. Thirty, forty minutes or so?]

I didn't tell you to come in here and start messing my stuff up.

[Dummy, even if it feels nice to experience a breeze at the back of his neck...]

...What are you doing?

[competing]

[ more like three hours. ]

I'm not messing anything up. I'm helping, remember?

[ even though... okay, lance may be taking his sweet time with this but it's just because he has pride in his craft okay! it's not just because he happens fo like combing keith's hair or anything okay... ]

Trust me, your whole routine's gonna change for the better after this.

[emblazes]

[There's a sigh; sure, he vaguely remembers this conversation and knows...to an extent, what he's doing. That won't stop him from complaining.]

How much longer is this gonna take?

[He's completely lost his rhythm now, btw, thanks.]

[competing]

[ keith will feel a faint tug in response to his whines. ]

You can't rush perfection, okay? Just relax... You're probably an hour late on needing a break anyway.

[ some strands keep escaping okay... ]

[emblazes]

[Faint...huh.]

Lance.

[Not without an elbow shooting in reverse. He's not truthfully trying to hurt him, so contact (if any) ought to be weak.]

[competing]

Alright alright, keep your catsuit on...

[ he finishes wrapping the elastic one last time around the small little tuft of a ponytail and walks back around to take a good look at his handiwork— ]

[competing]

[ ... ]

[competing]

[ ??? ]

4/4

[competing]

...On second thought, maybe a haircut is the better choice. Yeah, yeah, I'm thinking buzzcut, what about you—

[ don't mind him, he's just gonna try and yank the hairtie off now.

which is probably not gonna be that easy, considering he isn't even looking keith's way anymore. ]

[emblazes]

[After six hours of hair and makeup, he was totally...expecting a bit more...than to be met with complete disgust...]

You did it!

[And Lance's forearm earns (1) karate chop.]

Leave it alone now-!

[competing]

[ iF THAT'S WHAT DISGUST LOOKS LIKE TO YOU THEN THIS RELATIONSHIP IS GONNA BE A TRIP.

anyway ow??? jeebus?? ]

Ow, what the heck!

[ lance shrinks back, because he's a baby. ]

Look it's not my fault it didn't work out, okay! [ a lie. ] Maybe your face just isn't made to be seen that way! [ not that much of a lie. because it may as well be a crime. dang. ]

i cant believe theyre breaking up

[emblazes]

[LANCE IS BEING TERRIBLE TO HIM. HE DOESN'T KNOW.]

Just leave me alone. If I wanted company, I would h--

[emblazes]

Are you blushing?

rip klance: 2017-2017

[competing]

—what! [ hey, since when was his voice that high-pitched? ]

No!

Maybe you're blushing, have you thought about that!

selling: brand new baby shoes

[emblazes]

Why would I be blushing?!

[If his face is red, it's because he's Mad. Obviously.]

Your cheeks are red.

never prolapsed

[competing]

[ you could've used the work out excuse... amateur... ]

That's just because I ran here! I'm wildly out of shape!

[ wait ]

DIE

[emblazes]

[No. He's mad. And in shape.]

Why did you run here?

[THAT's the important thing to focus on.]

hmmmm no

[competing]

[ he shrugs, looking sheepish now. ]

I dunno. I was excited.

hm!

[emblazes]

Well..whatever.

[He'll step away from Lance with that to retrieve his bamboo sword. LOOK FAMILIAR?? LANCE???]

You can go back home now.

no

[competing]

[ lance shrinks back, flashing keith a v-sign. peace, bro... peace... ]

What — no kiss good-bye?

[ or maybe he shouldn't be pushing his luck like this. hm. ]

1/3

[emblazes]

[YOU JUST INSULTED HIS HAIR AND MADE HIM FEEL WEIRD.]

[emblazes]

[But he's..not...sure...?]

[emblazes]

Do you...want....to?













....Want one?

[competing]

[ HE COULDN'T HANDLE HOW MUCH HOTTER IT MADE YOU OKAY....... leave him alone, he's a dumb boy.

speaking of — does he want to... want one?? ]

Uh.

I mean. Yeah. Sure.

If you... want.... to... too....

[emblazes]

[Please...Keith doesn't Understand Such Human Emotions.]

...Okay.

[Staring contest starts now.]