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Gamzee: Aww, come on girl. You ain’t never seen such a motherfuckin’ deal on this sort of shit in your life, don’t you lie to me.
Jane: Regardless of whether this so called DEAL is good or not, those potions are completely bogus and I shan’t be purchasing a single one!
Gamzee: Not a single motherfuckin’ one? Damn sis, you’re breakin’ my heart.
Jane: Well, I’m sorry but I haven’t a use for them!
Gamzee: Ahh, don’t be like that now. Both you and this motherfucker damn know you’ve got all kindsa’ uses for some of these wicked brews.
Jane: Excuse me?!
Gamzee: Hush yo’ yelling. All I’m up and sayin’ is that this motherfucker knows some shit about what you and all your motherfuckin’ friends be up to and he also knows what your little squishy human fucking heart be thinkin’ about all of those friends.
Jane: <Mumbles> You swear too much.
Gamzee: <Chuckles> No shit.
Jane: But… what you’re saying is that the… olive one? It’d uh… <she trails off>
Gamzee: Make any brother fall head over fucking tootsies for you? Hell yes, sis, you bet your bottom boonbuck it will.
Jane: <Gulps slowly.> Alright, fine. I’ll take one. <hesitantly>
Gamzee: <chuckles lowly> You’re a motherfuckin’ doll chicka. That’ll be 420 boonies, yo.
Jane: Here. Fine, just take it blasted things.
Gamzee: Ka-ching motherfucker.
Jane: <authoritative, but obviously a little nervous etc> Alright, done. Now off with you clown. You’ve done your business.
Gamzee: <Chuckles slowly.>
Jane: … <clears throat and wait for a little while before speaking.> Didn’t you just hea-
Gamzee: <interrupts> Sis, you’ve been checkin’ out this codpiece ever since a motherfucker jumped out of his god damn chest of whimsy; you ain’t foolin’ shit.
Jane: Wh-What?! I did no such thing! <Flustered and stuttered>
Gamzee: All I’m sayin’ is that your peepers have been all up in this thing since I got here.
Jane: Well! It’s not exactly easy to… to… ignore such a… protrusion!
Gamzee: <cackles loudly> I think I was motherfuckin’ wrong about you girl; you’re all kinds of fun.
Jane: I don’t think I can really take that as a compliment.
Gamzee: I wish you would! Shit, hearin’ your plans for that wicked elixir there is making this motherfucker all kinds of jealous. All sorts of outcomes spillin’ out of my thinkpan once you slip a bro that drink.
Jane: You… you think so?!
Gamzee: Hell yes I do! Motherfucker will bend to your every whim, sis.
Jane: O-oh. <swallows thickly.> I don’t know if I’d quite know what to… /do/ in that sort of… uhm, situation.
Gamzee: Ahhh, girl don’t you worry. I told ya’ I’d be your motherfuckin’ guide didn’t I? And what kind of motherfuckin’ guide would a motherfucker be if he didn’t motherfucking show a motherfucker how to motherfuck?
Jane: I don’t think I quite understood what you just said.
Gamzee: C’mere, girl. <He tugs on her arm>
Jane: <Noise of surprise, a small indignant squeak if you will.>
Gamzee: All you’ve gotta do, my most wicked of sisters, is what you damn well feel like be all up and doin’.
Jane: I-I… see. <Swallows, trying to control her breath.> Is this… a practical demonstration?
Gamzee: <Chuckles> Damn straight. Now close your fuckin’ eyes.
Jane: A-Alright.
/He kisses her, making her let out a small noise of shock and initial reluctance, before a small sigh as she returns it, making him chuckle in his throat./
Gamzee: <Mumbles between kisses> See? Not so fuckin’ hard is it when you just chill out, chicka.
Jane: <Sighs and hums, muttering quietly> Your paint tastes awful.
/The kisses continue, gradually getting breathier, Gamzee letting out small chuckles and the odd sigh of appreciation, whilst Jane lets out a few small bashful groans. They part with a small pop after a while./
Gamzee: Now then, sis, what is your thinkpan tellin’ ya’ to do now?
Jane: <Slowly and deliberately, taki

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