Thorne: Hey...muchacho...
Thorne: Monsieur
Thorne: Gentleman
Thorne: Jentlmen
Thorne: ສຸພາບບຸລຸດ
Thorne: mnr
Thorne: سججن
Thorne: IS THAT NOT ENOUGH TRANSLATErz® FOR YOU?
Thorne: ( - _ - )
Jacin: STOP BLOWING UP MY PORTSCREEN! I'm busy.
Thorne: Oh, really? Doing what?
Jacin: What do you think?! My job.
Thorne: Oh, right. You mean flirting the the Princess.
Jacin: I don't flirt! I...comfort. As a duty.
Thorne: *scoffs* I think everyone can tell you two are madly in love.
Jacin: Haven't we gone over this already?
Thorne: Twice.
Jacin: Look...bro...
Thorne: I know. We're very alike, except for the fact that I'm more handsome and you were once evil, but I think we could get along well.
Jacin: Not if you lie.
Thorne: What have I lied about?
Jacin: You call me ugly, a traitor, say that I'm in love with -m̶y̶- the Princess without confessing your love for that shell...the list goes on and on, Carswell.
Thorne: She is not just a shell. She's a talented, smart girl who...hacks Lunar...operating systems and...is helping us overthrow Levana.
Jacin: So that was her!
Thorne: What?
Jacin: That person who broke into the Luna guards' private comm system and started sending videos of robot cats. Brilliant.
Thorne: Oh...yeah...
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Fanfiction☾COMPLETED☽ 🥈nd MOST READ TLC FANFIC ❝I'm never going to let my guilt from everything go away. Why do I torture myself with these dreams?❞ -Levana ❝Well...I'm an escort-droid and you're a Lunar guard. Isn't that a big hint?❞ -Iko ❝What happened at...
