F̲y̲l̲k̲

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“Hey, all I ask is that you don’t kick me. I’ve seen plenty of what those legs can really do ~”

And there goes his own dirty joke, he didn’t even have to try!

“Oh yeah? Lay it on me dude.”

And again! It came quite easy for the pesky possum!

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[Hmm let's do this. I'll make a Bernard themed one soon then delete this but in the mean time here!!!

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“I once ate some food in here once but, I wouldn’t recommend eating apple slices in a sauna- They start tasting weird after about half an hour in.”

The possum warned!

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“And that’s exactly why I chose the wealthy ones! Besides, it’s not our fault their security is shit compared to the one we were contained in. I mean do you see a fat lady running around with a duck drill?”

That question was mostly played off as a joke, but for Fylk it was all the more real.

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+ had him trembling, until he was squeezed that is! Then he just squeaked a little, almost like a dog toy!

“Well, will see. Who knows, you might knock some sense back into my head.”

Snickers the possum

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“These? Oh yeah, you just gotta turn this little knob to the right of you want a certain kind of heat, it’ll take a while to kick in though since nobodies used it in a while. Were actually lucky too, if we had shown up a few hours later this room would’ve been freezing-“

Just thinking about it +

+ causing Fylk to amble over towards his direction.

“Whats up? Besides that handsome look on your face, I mean.”

Fylk was one sly sleezebag, huh?

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“Damn! Remind me not to stand behind you when you’re angry, yeah?”

Fylk nearly froze from the sudden yet powerful wallop until he was left laughing in his loving arms. It wasn’t until the possum was in the middle of his rambling when he noticed the cute look of confusion on Bernard’s face, +

+ smiles to go along with it.

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Even in his arms he was still relax, whereas anyone else in his position would use him freezing up like a statue.

“Just know, once we go in here, there’s no going back. From here on out, you’ll be ten times more relaxed than ever before, guaranteed!”

Promised Fylk with the fondest of +

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“Pffft— as if you could disappoint me. But yeah, let’s get ourselves completely limp! Heard it gets hard to move from how relaxing a sauna can get and I can say without a doubt, whoever said that was right!”

Smiles the possum while his whiskers brush up against Bernard’s cheek

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💚: You know it >;3

And of course! ❤️‍🩹

💚: Get well soon dude! And plenty of rest if you’ve got the time for it!

+ that I have like, little experience when it comes to this junk. Not everyone’s wants to hit on the homeless guy, y’know?”

Snickers the possum while he looks up at Bernard with those peculiar eyes of his.

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“Woah what -? I can’t just back out of that now, hell- that wokld make me worse than Coyle! . . . Well, not really- but you know what I’m saying.”

Fylk shook his head before quickly waddling over to rest his head against Bernards leg.

“Nah, I wouldn’t do that to you. I just want you to know +

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“I dunno. Guess im just new to this sort of stuff, I have been out of the game for a while now anyways. Not even sure why I said that, really.”

Fylk shrugs before nodding in agreement. Little dude could use the heat right about now!

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“Sure but . . . Can I just, say something real quick? I uhh-“

Fylk scratches his chin a little, something to keep his body moving so he doesn’t freeze up again from all the nerves making him shake!

“Never really said that to anyone before. Not counting my mom and all my siblings, of course.”

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bullying her friend

+ trouble.

“So you can how fun it was when I got those damn goggles drilled into my skull.”

A snicker escapes his now grinning face once he starts thinking about that . . . Usually it was the other way around for most reagents but, could they even compare to these two?

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+ kinda the only one I allow to touch. I know it’s hard believe but, I don’t exactly like being touched at all- gets me nervous just thinkin about some stranger putting there hands on my fur- eeugh-“

Just mentioning it sends a shiver down the poor possums spine, enough that even his tail would +

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“Well to be a bit honest, I’ve never been sure about most things. I mean, I don’t even know what kind of food I like considering I eat the same thing just about everyday. But, what I do know is that I like being around you, I’ve never get uncomfortable whenever you’re nearby. That and your . . .+

+ those tired green eyes to pierce right through him!

“Hey. I love you too, dude. But you gotta look at me when you’re talking in the shower because this water is LOUD.”

Said the snickering possum while his tail brushes against Bernard’s hand once more.

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“Hey . . . “

The tone in his voice shifts just enough to grab at one’s attention . . . Only, that was a mistake.

Because when Bernard actually looks back at the possum with eyes full of wonder, he was greeted with a face full of possum! His nose was less than an inch away from his, allowing +

+ to pry his head away! Almost.

“Now I’m talkin too much- “

Even when he was nervous or unsure he would always sneer, even if it didn’t look as confident.

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+ Especially with that sick ass accent you got there. Makes you sound like uuh- like those suave villains you see in those comics kids read. I mean- not talking about the nazis one. You know which ones I mean-“

Says the stammering possum. He tripped over his charm so badly it almost caused Fylk +

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“Contraband, huh? This mean you come with cigarettes?”

Fylks snickering quickly turned into a fit of laughter just from hearing his own joke; finding himself just soooo amusing it seems.

“Pffft- ooh man . . . Nah, you’re fine. Anything you say is always gonna sound interesting to me dude. +

+ Moving to America I mean. I kinda assumed it had something to do with the war but, I didn’t want to be an asshole and assume something.”

Fylk curiously asked

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+ of public transportation. Seems he did not have a good history with that-

Which made Bernard’s ass all the more smoochable! He was even tugging at his waist a little from how much attention he was giving to that behind.

“I’m assuming you have, yeah? Which reminds me, what was it like? +

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“Mmmn . . . Dude- I don’t even think I can even leave this ass alone, let alone leave America. Besides, do I look like I can afford to travel places? Shit- I’d be more lucky catching the bus if anything.”

Fylk grumbled from the many memories that came spilling back in once he was reminded +