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DAVE: *There’s a knock at her door.*

ROSE: Come in.

DAVE: *The door swings open, Dave leaning against the frame, hands in his pockets.* Left my Pesterchum online so I could surprise you. It’s too rare for me to get the drop on you anymore.

ROSE: Rare, indeed. So, there is no special occasion? *Gestures to the seat next to her on the floor, and paper shuffling noises sound*

DAVE: Does there have to be an occasion for me to drop by? It’s not like there’s anything else to do. *Mattress creek as he sits on the bed, legs dangling over the side*

ROSE: *Grunts* There doesn’t have to be, you’re right. You’re seconding my notion towards familial bonding, then.

DAVE: Yeah. I mean, why not? It might help make me finally start to see you as a sister.

ROSE: What do you see me as, Dave?

DAVE: I dunno, just…a girl or something who I know and I care about a lot. Guess you could take that to mean family, but I don’t look at you and think /sister/ y’know?

ROSE: We didn’t grow up together, so it’s understandable. That would clearly classify siblings, correct? I wouldn’t know.

DAVE: Yeah, I guess it should. *Kicks his shoes off* I dunno. It’s just weird for me ‘cause I used to have kind of a thing for you.

ROSE: *quiet for a bit* I’m not sure what to say.

DAVE: Yeah, sorry. *Sighs heavily* At least I got you speechless for once. That’s an achievement right?

ROSE: That you did. But it’s not as if this whole thing isn’t outlandish on its own. Figuring out one of my Internet friends is my ectobiological brother wasn’t on my to-do list in life, understandably. If you think you’re the only one who is still a bit surprised by it, you’re not.

DAVE: I’d be more weirded out if it was actually. Especially since the word ectobiology would have made me squirt aj out my nose from laughing at whoever would have said it before this stupid game. Glad it’s not just me, though. Wonder how Egbert and Harley are doing with it.

ROSE: I can only imagine it’s not too different. I don’t believe they’d have a problem with readily excepting something so heavy. It’s their personalities. *Sighs and gives up trying to make the papers orderly*

DAVE: They got the same personalities. Same teeth. They look a hell of a lot alike in most ways really. *Grins * I mean, we’re both blonde, but beside that, I don’t think we’re super similar in appearance.

ROSE: In essence, yes. Aside from the hair, I don’t think we’re very similar at all. *Stands and goes to sit at the opposite end of the bed* Correct me if I’m wrong.

DAVE: What the hell would I have to correct you over? I literally just said the same thing. Okay, maybe that’s not what you meant, but physically still speaking, neither of us have any boobs to speak of.

ROSE: *Unamused grunt* Only you would say something like that.

DAVE: There’s only one Strider. Well. I guess several with time loops and shit. But you get the idea.

ROSE: *Hums in response* I would be lying if I said all I could handle is one Strider.

DAVE: …gotta say that I’m with you there.

ROSE: *Smirks and pauses, a bit of shuffling sounding as they try to get comfortable* So, what do you suppose your obnoxiously regular, average siblings are supposed to do? What do you assume the secret is?

DAVE: God hell if I know. *Shrugs, leaning against the wall* Should have watched more shitty sitcoms or something. They would have told us what to do in a normal family.

ROSE: Yes, of course, how could I be as blind. All knowledge comes from television and we’ve missed out on all of our educational opportunities. This is a crisis of crises.

DAVE: *Grinning at her, he scoots close enough to punch her shoulder gently* Damn right, it is. All is lost. Better pack up our bags, shouldn’t even try any more.

ROSE: *Giggle* Actually, this may still yet be salvageable. I think we’re on the general right track.

DAVE: What? With just having us… y’know. Just talk and hang out or whatever?


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