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FALLING ROSES.

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‘You’re tiny.’

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‘You sure you’re up to this?’ 

He resists the urge to nudge the short, furry creature with his good foot as he sets four bottles of milk on the table and uncaps them one by one. ‘Well, your choice. On the count of three, then. One, two, three—’

And he picks up the first bottle to chug it down fast.

                 Damn, just when he thought no one would catch him in his tiny myumon form… he was wronged. Crow’s shriek echoes before he turns back into his human form from all the adrenaline. The remark both scared and angered him.   Haaa ?!  I’m gonna grow taller and ya will see— no !!  You’ll regret callin’ me small and I’ll laugh !!      is all he could retaliate with. His tail flicking all over the place can only mean good— he’s angry.

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                 “  Don’t cry when I beat ya and your damn remark about my height !!      And that’s where Crow’s competitive side came out, grabbing the bottle and chugging it at hedgehog speed… he’s gonna regret drinking all of that milk later on.