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[emblazes]

Don't tickle me!

[He's concussed...]

[competing]

Just say I'm right and I won't!

[emblazes]

[Pushing him to the furthest part of the tub...with his foot...in his face...]

[competing]

[ why are you like this




probably because lance is like this: aka that's a bite to your big toe, yep ]

[emblazes]

[THAT'S IT.

HE'S SCRAMBLING TO GET OUT NOW.]

[competing]

[ and lance will let him go, even if he is laughing a little. ]

Aw, c'mon! Don't be a sore loser!

[ hehehhehe ]

[emblazes]

Don't tickle me in the bath tub!

[While winding a towel around his waist...don't tickle him anywhere, actually, but ESPECIALLY IN THE TUB. He's naked there.]

[competing]

[ yeah exactly, thanks for proving his point.

lance will just continue to watch keith, chin propped up on folded arms along the edge of the tub, a lazy smile on his lips. ]

Hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you go~

[emblazes]

[And once that towel's secure, he's gonna go ahead and dunk Lance into the poopy tub water.]

[competing]

[ SPUTTER SPUTTER SPUTTER ]

Keeeeeith!

[ don't be a meanie!! ]

[emblazes]

[It was only for 1 second...try not to inhale.]

You had some stuff on your face.

[competing]

[ brb gonna spit out some water at your feet ]

Yeah, it's called handsomeness.

[emblazes]

Well, it's gone now.

[Which is a lie; Lance looks extra cute all disheveled and wet, no homo. He's backing up with that, lest Lance start thinking about retaliation.]

[competing]

[ o it will come when you least expect it, sir... ]

Lies and slander. Everyone knows in order to make a beach boy look even better, all you have to do is apply water.

[ so there! ]

[emblazes]

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...Yeah, well..

[He's backing out of the room like Lance just revealed himself to be a hangry tiger. In reality, he's cute and Keith's losing this argument.]

You're all wrinkled.

[competing]

[ there's a moment of silence where lance considers this.

and then he yelps, jumping up in the tub. he can't get wrinkled!! it's terrible! ]

Hurry, hurry — get me a towel!

[emblazes]

[First of all, Keith's hands are wrinkly too, second off: no. He's absconding with his towel, leaving Lance to his meltown. He's gotta get dressed...the water still soaking his skin is starting to get a lil nippy...goodbye.]

[competing]

[ he'll remember this... u cad... ]

[emblazes]

[bye sweaty.]