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"It might've been more useful, thinking you were a Toho movie character instead."
It wasn't often that you encountered an actual real-life spittake, but it was only quick reflexes that kept Leo from spitting beer all over the coffee table.
"I-- what?" He stared at Cya, who was blushing a bright red and looking like she wanted to hide under the table.
"We were fighting a giant monster, all right? It was relevant at the time."
Leo slowly put his glass down on the table, still staring at her as the scenario sank in. They'd been fighting a giant monster, back in the early days of the Collapse, and she'd said...
"That was a joke?" His voice came out embarrassingly uncertain; he cleared his throat and shook his head. "You made a joke. Back then."
"Yeah... yeah, I did. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said--"
"If you start apologizing for making jokes, I'll kick you out," he threatened, without any heat to it. "I just... you made a joke about it. About me being crazy." He stared at the television; Godzilla was doing its nuclear breath ray thing again. He'd thought of it for all these years as some kind of terrible, painful burden on everyone; hell, she'd almost cried when he half-joked that one time about going crazy again.
But she'd made a joke, herself, and actually thought it was funny. An inner tension, one he'd held for so long he didn't even notice it was there anymore, slowly started to unwind. If she'd made fun of it - of Leo being insane - maybe he hadn't made everything quite as horrible as he'd thought.
"Yeah?" She was watching him, he realized suddenly, with that expression she got when she was worried he was going to react badly.
Leo smiled, trying to be reassuring, and shook his head again. "It's fine, it's... oh my god." He put his hands over his face, unsuccessfully smothering a giggle. "Can you imagine, though? Launch the torpedoes! But Leo," he fake-answered himself, "we're in the middle of Chicago, there's no ships with torpedoes. Or I run up to a cop, officer!" He raised a hand, miming waving down someone and laughing. "Officer, there's a giant monster rising off the coast! We have to stop it!"
Cya snorted a laugh. "Dead gods, as if cleaning up after you wasn't hard enough as it was."
"There's a monster invading the city - a giant tentacle eagle?! Quick! Get Gojira!"
The television blared the giant kaiju's trademark roar and the two of them collapsed into a fit of laughter.
It wasn't often that you encountered an actual real-life spittake, but it was only quick reflexes that kept Leo from spitting beer all over the coffee table.
"I-- what?" He stared at Cya, who was blushing a bright red and looking like she wanted to hide under the table.
"We were fighting a giant monster, all right? It was relevant at the time."
Leo slowly put his glass down on the table, still staring at her as the scenario sank in. They'd been fighting a giant monster, back in the early days of the Collapse, and she'd said...
"That was a joke?" His voice came out embarrassingly uncertain; he cleared his throat and shook his head. "You made a joke. Back then."
"Yeah... yeah, I did. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said--"
"If you start apologizing for making jokes, I'll kick you out," he threatened, without any heat to it. "I just... you made a joke about it. About me being crazy." He stared at the television; Godzilla was doing its nuclear breath ray thing again. He'd thought of it for all these years as some kind of terrible, painful burden on everyone; hell, she'd almost cried when he half-joked that one time about going crazy again.
But she'd made a joke, herself, and actually thought it was funny. An inner tension, one he'd held for so long he didn't even notice it was there anymore, slowly started to unwind. If she'd made fun of it - of Leo being insane - maybe he hadn't made everything quite as horrible as he'd thought.
"Yeah?" She was watching him, he realized suddenly, with that expression she got when she was worried he was going to react badly.
Leo smiled, trying to be reassuring, and shook his head again. "It's fine, it's... oh my god." He put his hands over his face, unsuccessfully smothering a giggle. "Can you imagine, though? Launch the torpedoes! But Leo," he fake-answered himself, "we're in the middle of Chicago, there's no ships with torpedoes. Or I run up to a cop, officer!" He raised a hand, miming waving down someone and laughing. "Officer, there's a giant monster rising off the coast! We have to stop it!"
Cya snorted a laugh. "Dead gods, as if cleaning up after you wasn't hard enough as it was."
"There's a monster invading the city - a giant tentacle eagle?! Quick! Get Gojira!"
The television blared the giant kaiju's trademark roar and the two of them collapsed into a fit of laughter.
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I am grinning so wide I think my mouth is gonna split.
EEE
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Although, if Cya wanted to blow his mind completely, she'd find herself a 'sailor moon' outfit...
[hey, I'm new to this universe, forgive me if I'm a bit off here, but she has the hair right?]
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Oh my god, if he'd thought he was a mecha pilot, that's even better.
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As for Leo, I suspect the lack of a 40ft tall Mech might present a challenge to his delusion... "I know I left it parked around here somewhere!"
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