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Pan: FAHAHAHA. DECK THE HALLS, DOVES. BEE-ZEE-DEE IS ON HIS WAY. HOOOHOHOHOHOHOOO.

Aeros: Oh, dear. She got out again.

Di: ...What is that. -stares at Pan- She looks dangerous today.

Tuna: -snore-

Pan: -RUNSOVER AND JUMPS ON TUNA- WHAT'S UP LITTLE SIS.

Tuna: JESUSCHRIST GET IT OFF. -squirms- IT'S GOT RABIES AAAAAUGH.

Aeros: -facepalm- Oh, boy.

Di: Oh, my. D: -backs up-

Pan: LOOK. FRESH MEAT. -dives for Di-

Tuna: -gasp for air ow- BIG FLUFFY DEER HURT MY STOMACH OW. -chases after-

Di: -EPIC FLEE-

Aeros: -chase-

-random chasing ensues, then dogpile-

Pan: Well, looky here, uhuhuhuhuhuhu. I'm at the bottom of a bunch of smartypants idiots. What a day, heheheheee.

Tuna: DI GET YOUR FAT ASS OFF ME -facesquished by Di butt-

Aeros: -isontoplol- Hold still, you two! -clambers down and drags Pan out from under-

Pan: POOFUFAH I'M GOING BACK TO THE CAGE?! WHYYYYY. AHAHAHAHAHA. -wriggles-

Aeros: -shoves in cage- There. -turnsbacklol- Are you two alright?

Di: -tangled up with T lol- OW. GAH. GET YOUR LEG OUTTA MY FACE, TUNA.

Tuna: Soon as your skinny brown rear gets up off of my head.

-disentangles-

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-FAILURE- getiniscribblenowsarieplz. I CANNOT COMPARE TO YOUR EPIC CRACKFESTS.