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[seekingsanity]

[Dying was an interesting experience. It was disappointing to wake up and find that everything still sucks forever, though.

So he's sulking and eating at the kitchen counter. He's got a bowl in front of him and is picking pieces of...something out. It stains his fingers red, but he doesn't seem to notice, nor does he notice that his device has turned on where it's sitting to one side on the counter.]

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[seekingsanity]

[Fuminori shrugs. Ain't no thang.]

Is it bothering you?

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[aquarium_tipper]

Huh? Oh, yeah. Your human eating maketh my two whole levelth of uncomfortable. Damn, bro, how dare you go up and get nutrienth in a public plathe. Think of the kidth.

[During this bout of sarcasm, he'll retrieve himself some Lucky Charms, which is a troll delicacy that humans surely don't have, and just...pour Kraft Grubsauce on it. Which goes on everything.]

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[seekingsanity]

I meant the messy part.

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[aquarium_tipper]

...Ith that a trick quethtion? I don't care.

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[seekingsanity]

You bothered mentioning that it was messy. [He shrugs again and eats another piece of...something? If nothing else, it's obvious that it's raw meat.]

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[aquarium_tipper]

Don't fuck with me, thath obviouthly the correct word to uthe. You thtick you hand in it like a wiggler, therefore ith methhy.

[Why, by the way, reinforces Sollux's belief that humans are still inferior. Guys don't even know to cook their food.

Hey it's not like he's watched a lot of humans eat, ok?]

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[seekingsanity]

I couldn't find any chopsticks.

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[aquarium_tipper]

[Urr]

Any what?

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[seekingsanity]

... [SIGN.]

Any utensils. To eat with.

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[aquarium_tipper]

[You sassin' him, human? Sollux is like perma 13, he can DO THAT TOO CUE EYEROLL.]

[I mean. After the eyerolling, he goes for the nearest utensil drawer and rummages for what he believes a "chop stick" to be. Obviously, this means a knife.]

Dude theriouthly? Bam lookit thith benevolenthe that I will bethtow upon you.

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[seekingsanity]

...Can you get me a fork then?

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[aquarium_tipper]

You want a fork or a chop thtick?

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[seekingsanity]

Isn't that a knife?

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[aquarium_tipper]

You're a thmart one, I thee. But I don't really forthee you making with the chopping ackthion with the fork.

[He'll even try making some shitty hand motions to emphasize.]

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[seekingsanity]

...You really don't know what chopsticks are.

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[aquarium_tipper]

Well what elthe would they be? And how elthe are you suppothed to eat that thhit? Thome of thothe pietheth are like the thize of. I don't know.

But the fork ithn't going tu help!

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[seekingsanity]

Chopsticks are sticks. Two sticks that you pick things up with. They don't involve chopping.

[aquarium_tipper]

What, really? That ith falthe advetithement on an eckthponential level. Like the trollbay theller hath led your athh on dethcriptionth.

I am very thorry that you have been lied tu all thith time. That ith a sinthere thatement of eckthprethhion.

[seekingsanity]

"Chopsticks" isn't the word we use in my country. It's just the way it's translated.

[aquarium_tipper]

...Why.

O-kay. I don't care tu much, if thingth have been lotht in tranthlathion. You can take that up with whoever elthe.

[Through sheer willpower of a mental "chopstick" mantra, based off the description provided, Sollux finds a pair. He tosses them to Fuminori because srsly, going over there would take effort. And care.]

[seekingsanity]

[Fuminori acts like Sollux actually did through a couple knives at him, flinching and letting them clatter against the counter.

Well, Sollux probably hears a clatter. It's more of a splat for Fuminori. He gathers them up, though and looks at them, then pokes at his food with them. These things are kind of gross.]

[aquarium_tipper]

Wow dude, you thure wanted thothe thingth. [Sollux says as he shovels the cereal/sauce concoction into his mouth.]

[seekingsanity]

[Fuminori frowns.]

I was just startled.

[aquarium_tipper]

Mmph. I'll pathh the baton with a kindly warning letter of advanthe necktht time.

[seekingsanity]

Don't bother. I should be able to find them next time.

[Now that he knows what the heck they look like.

After a minute, he sets them aside, and goes back to using his fingers.]