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Ah, yes... I finally started working on the third stupid Ter/X humor fic (which btw, we still need a name for this retarded series) and thought I'd go ahead and post a little tidbit from it xD Enjoy... I hope O-o;

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“I thought you were a night owl.”

“Not tonight,” the boy threw himself back down, landing face first in the pillows with a soft ‘prthump’

“Why?”

“Because I’m tired.”

“Why?”

“Because I am!”

“Why?”

“Because I had a long day!!” His voice began to rise with each sentence that left him.

“Why?”

“BECAUSE YOU HAVE BEEN AROUND ALL DAY!”

“…why?”

“HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!” Red X cried, sitting up and thunking his pillow against her head. Terra squealed and cringed into a tight ball that made the sheets fold around her body.

“YOU HIT ME!” She yelled, flashing her eyes open and giving X an accusing scowl. The boy only blinked and scowled back at her, before quickly lifting the pillow and hammering it down on her head again so that Terra’s noggin was bounced deeply into the bed, before then springing up as she threw herself into a sitting position. “THAT HURT.”

“Oh,” Red X blinked in mock sympathy. “It hurt me, way more than it hurt you…. Like honestly… I can almost feel your pain… like, right here… or something. Oh… ow.” He tapped his chest above his heart with a lightly curled fist, before throwing his pillow back to the floor and slithering down to it.

“You’re a jerk.” She hissed.

“You’re a pain.”

“Womanizer.”

“Whore.”

“Out cast.”

“Prep.”

“Emo!”

“Bipolar!!”

“BASTARD!”

“BIT-“

“You two keep it down in there!!” X’s father cried from the other room. The teenage boy- who had thrown himself back into a sitting position with his hands firmed against the floor –looked to the door as Terra did, before they both turned their glares back to each other.