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Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2013
“Actually Princess, I don’t think this is about the cookie at all.” He said. Jinja and Beyal gave him curious looks.
“But – are they not arguing and wrestling over the fact that they both want the last cookie?” Beyal questioned, confused.
“I think it’s just an excuse.” The Lowlander said, leaning forward a bit more. Not too far away, Bren and Chase were still wrestling. Jinja and Beyal leaned towards Dax, curious as to what he was talking about.
“Well?” Jinja said impatiently. “Spill it, what’s your so called theory?”
“I think they’re just working out some unresolved sexual tension.”
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