Hybrid Shenanigans: The second blunder of Chaos

Dare #3 and 4 & Ask #3

E_dd: I'll ask her. Hey Beta, what are your thoughts on Opsin now that you're older?
Beta: Opsin? Well, my thoughts on him are the same since we were last together; My best friend. Granted, we've got things to focus on now because we're not kids anymore, but seeing that he's gotten braver and stronger makes me kinda proud of him.
E_dd: Aww. Well, onto the dares.

E_dd: Hey Darcy, you've been dared to go over to Ripper and tell him he's outta pocket. What does that even mean? Just got to tell him that.
Darcy: Alright. Hey Ripper!
Ripper: Yeah?
Darcy: You're outta pocket!
Ripper: ... WTF DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!
E_dd: Looked it up; It is to be wild, extreme, ridiculous. Also, if any of you get out of pocket and I'll bust out my new mech suit.
Darcy: *Unimpressed* I'm terrified.
E_dd: Also, you get to reunite with an old friend.
Darcy: I swear if it is Zeb-
E_dd: It's Toro.
Darcy: Oh. I can accept that.

Toro: So, after all this time you've finally come to visit me. And in human form too.

Darcy: Yup. And so are you.

Toro looked Mesoamerican, his scar that would be on his snout stretched over his nose and partially down under his eye on his right cheek. His clothing had the same oranges and browns with the same pattern as his species before he was burned. His pants were orange like his coat that had the pattern and his shirt was the same brownish black as the color of the pattern. Any other detail was unchanged, like Darcy, he lacked his tail and horns, but his eyes remained similar. He was holding a little cup plate and sipping from one of the fancy cups that were typically used for tea.

Toro: Honestly, I did expect more modest clothing on you, but at least you even have what appears as clothing.
Darcy: I can strip myself if that'd make you more comfortable.

Toro was sipping his drink before that comment, so when he heard it he was caught off guard and spat it out, fortunately into his cup. "What?" Toro said attempting to recover his composure. "You heard me," Darcy said slyly as she leaned against a wall in her chair, and put her hands behind her head. "Also, you gotta little something leaking from your nose." Toro felt around and found he was having a small nosebleed that would be unnoticeable; the reason she probably noticed was her keen sense of smell.

Toro: If that were to get a rise out of me, you partially succeed, but why even make such a comment?
Darcy: Because I hate being in clothes. Don't understand why Opsin is so okay with them.
Toro: Perhaps, to make them feel more intelligent. Maybe stand out less.
Darcy: Oh yeah, I feel as though I fit right in.
Toro: *Mutters* Probably because you're so introverted.
Darcy: Feels good though to feel like me around someone like you Toro. At least someone seems to understand me.
Toro: I have a feeling something's gone wrong to make you like this, and it involves Zeb.
Darcy: Straight to the center of the tootsie pop. You never really lick do you, Toro, straight to the center.
Toro: I assume he's broken up with you. The ego grows too big for you and Opsin to fit in with him.
Darcy: ... Sounds right.
Toro: El Bastardo con piel de cocodrilo. Lo destruiré la próxima vez que nos crucemos.
Darcy: And you are quick to get violent too, Querido.
Toro: Eh?
Darcy: Now, answer my question.
Toro: Keep what little makeshift clothing you have on. Please.
Darcy: Fine. But Toro, I have a proposition for you. Do you care to rejoin us with E_dd.
Toro: ... The purple bastard will have you as his wife before I rejoin.
Darcy: Toro, No estaba preguntando exactamente. Y mala elección de palabras.

Hope you all enjoyed it. Sorry, that this took so long.