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Incubux didn't know what he was doing. One second, he's lost in his book, the next, there's something soft between his fingers. He looked down and to his right, where Celia was sitting against his bed with her phone. Oh. He was petting her 'hair.' He removed his skeletal hand back to his book.
"Hey." Incubux felt something grab his wrist, Celia did. She placed her cousin's hand on her head again. Incubux chuckled and continued to run his fingers through her hair. "Don't mess it up."
"I won't."
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"I'm serious, take your medicine or I will forcibly shove it down your throat. You know I'll do it."
"Nooo." Incubux rolled over on the couch away from Celia.
"Take it!"
"It tastes disgusting."
Celia thought for a while. "We'll watch a movie then."
". . . Fine." Incubux sat up, still wrapped in a blanket, and took the spoon. He gulped down the medicine.
"Good." Celia sat down beside him and grabbed the remote for the TV.
"Give me the remote."
"Why do you get to choose the movie?"
"Because I'm sick."
"And?"
"Give it!"
"No- HEY-!"
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"If I run and leap at Incubux, he'll definitely catch me." Celia grinned.
"Celia, what are you-" Paperjam didn't get to finish as Celia ran in another direction.
"I'm coming!" She said.
"Celia, nO-!" Incubux dropped his cup and caught her. He looked down at the chocolate milk on his shoes. "My poor white shoes. . ."
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"It's not illegal if you don't get caught!" Celia shouted excitedly.
"We're literally being chased by the police/guard right now! How can you say that!?" Incubux yelled.
"Yeah, yeah, I know! Hold on to your horses, this is about to get FUN!"
"NO!"
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Celia pulled her hand out of her pocket and gasped. "I'm rich!"
"Can you please shut up you found only a dollar in your pocket." Incubux sighed.
"Buy my silence."
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"Why is murder illegal?" Celia asked her cousin.
"Because if it wasn't, there would be more people like you and your dad."
"But that would it be great!"
"Not for the government. Or my parents."
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"Celia!" Incubux rushed to his cousin. "You're bleeding!"
"Oh, don't worry. It's not my blood."
". . . Of course it isn't."
"Can you help me hide the body?"
"Eh, sure."
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Celia was zoning out of the couch. "If I punched myself in the face and it hurts. . . Does that make we weak or strong?"
"Uhm, strong." Noah replied.
"No, if it hurts then she's weak." Moonlight looked over.
"An idiot." Incubux and Paperjam spoke at the same time.
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Now, here's some things my cousin and I said as these two. (I'm Incubux, she's Celia)
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Incubux: I get verbally and physically assulted my toddlers.
Celia: I verbally and physically assaulte toddlers.
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Incubux: So, my friend was-
Celia: You have friends?
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Celia, to the majority of the Undertale fandom: We get it! We're not as horny as you are!
Incubux, wheezing in the background:
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Celia: Y'know, I'm so lucky to have you in my life.
Incubux: . . . Who are you?
