[text message to Elliott]

[hardtoignore]

Elliott. I need help with something.

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[hardtoignore]

Never heard of it.

[bearshermark]

[Elliott laughs and falls back again]

Well, good thing I'm here then. I can enlighten you.

[hardtoignore]

[Clarence reaches over to grab a pillow and plops it against Elliott's face.]

Don't get a big head about it. Or maybe I'll let myself forget again.

[bearshermark]

[Elliott shoves it off his face with a grin]

You were the one that said I was too good for this world.

[hardtoignore]

Such a cinnamon roll. Too pure.

[bearshermark]

[Eyes bright with amusement, he shoves the pillow back at him]

Now I know you're being sarcastic.

[hardtoignore]

[Clarence giggles as the pillow is thrust back at him. He doesn't quite deflect it; half the fun of a pillow fight it getting hit now and then.]

Think what you want. Doesn't change that you're basically a baby deer.

[bearshermark]

A ba-

[Oh, it's on. Elliott reaches over for another pillow and sits up, utterly merciless in his new, repeated assault]

Pretty sure.. that makes you.. a kitten!

[hardtoignore]

[Oh... oh snap! Things just got serious! Clarence cackles as he tries to defend, only throwing a few smacks in when he feels confident, which isn't often.]

H-hey! I'll take be-haha-being a kitten any day!

[bearshermark]

[Elliott takes the hits with good cheer, then lets his pillow fall for a final time, taking pity on his friend with a laugh]

You're awful. Baby deer. How even.

[hardtoignore]

[Still chuckling, Clarence resettles with his arms wrapped around the pillow, resting his chin on the edge and grinning.]

You're right. What other animal could you be... Maybe a Golden Retriever instead?

[bearshermark]

What? [He flops back down on the bed] Do I have dog-like qualities?

[hardtoignore]

Would that be a bad thing?

[He cocks an eyebrow.]

Should I pat your tummy and call you a good boy?

[bearshermark]

[Elliott rolls his eyes and breathes, coming down from the short burst of play]

I can accept deer. Not baby deer, though. You're definitely a cat, though.

[hardtoignore]

Okay, we'll go with that. Maybe if we're at a loss for Halloween costumes... [He snickers again.]

[bearshermark]

[He smiles]

I'll be 18 before Halloween this year, but.. I'm sure I can pull it off one more time.

[hardtoignore]

That's the spirit. Gotta stay youthful as long as possible.

[He was going to need to remember to actually take some pictures this year if Elliott does end up dressed like some deer. Halloween was going to be a blast.]