Ah, Yakky. Always helpful.
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Yakky, Lasper, Kniff, and Picknar sat on the bridge of Lasper’s ship. Yakky said to Lasper, “So, what you’re saying is that while she’s barely coming back from the brink of death, after fleeing because you told her to hide her emotions, you made out with her body right in front of her.” Indignant, Lasper said, “It wasn’t like that.” Grinning, Yakky said “Oh. Wasn’t it?” Putting her tentacles together with an understanding smile, Yakky said, “I see.” Then she put a tentacle to her chin, looking thoughtful, and said, “Huh.” Then she grinned again and pointed at him and said, “That’s an interesting spin on it. So what are you going to do with the hussy here? Put a ring on it and call it a day?” Picknar left the bridge, saying, “Excuse me. I’m going to go outside while you two battle to the death.”
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It wasn’t like that until it was.
2 mind-switched bodies + 1 conflicted paramour = 3 body problem.
Get your Freak on Friday.
Battle to the death? Over a woman? Don’t flatter yourself.
Yakkety-Sax!
(don’t talk back)