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[temporal_affairs]

Here they are, having a cute post-death reunion!

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[manofmyword]

[Mmmmm. You betcha, sweetheart.]

He sounds extremely pleased with himself.

[temporal_affairs]

[I am glad that you are having fun. And that I am not the liveling of me, who would be frothing at the mouth and pacing by now.]

[manofmyword]

[If you were the liveling of you, I'd still be fucking him but I wouldn't be taunting you about it.]

Beat.

[Probably.]

[temporal_affairs]

[Eh. He'd be frothing at the mouth and pacing even if you weren't taunting him. If you were taunting him he would be debating the wisdom of showing up at Eights's house and knocking Chainsaw down. Technical term for hurting somebody till they quit challenging you. Can't exactly have fights to the death around here.]

[manofmyword]

The Joker giggles.

[temporal_affairs]

[I feel for liveling me, you know, he's not inherently jealous, as I demonstrate, but you make him all kinds of crazy, babe.]

[manofmyword]

[I know,] he sighs. [I love him, I really really do.]

[temporal_affairs]

[I know you do. I'd be way sorrier for him if you didn't. I suppose if you wouldn't've, timer would've never put me - us? - Past Nathan in a room with you.]

[manofmyword]

[I love both of you,] he says, and then giggles. [Aww, Chainsaw's wondering what I'm daydreaming about. Don't think I'll tell him.]

[temporal_affairs]

[Thank you, babe.]

[manofmyword]

He laughs unrepentantly.

[temporal_affairs]

Timer's companion is not so curious about where Timer's attention may be; Timer seamlessly goes back to paying attention to the video.

[manofmyword]

The Joker is quiet for a while.

Then he says, a little dreamily: [Whatcha up to, sweetie?]

[temporal_affairs]

[Watching movies with Fractal. Nothing particularly interesting. How come?]

[manofmyword]

[No reason,] he says. [I was feeling all cuddly, so I thought of you.]

[temporal_affairs]

[Awww. Love you, babe.]

[manofmyword]

[Love you too, sweetheart.]

[temporal_affairs]

[Do I wanna know what got you all snuggly-minded, or would it give me nightmares?] asks Timer rhetorically.

(He's not particularly subject to nightmares.)

[manofmyword]

[I dunno, do you get nightmares?]

[temporal_affairs]

[Nah, and if I did, they'd probably be about something I did, not something that made you snuggly.]

[manofmyword]

[What would you get nightmares about?] he laughs, distracted from the original question.

[temporal_affairs]

[Eh, probably eating those kids right after I turned that were probably mine.]

[manofmyword]

[Awwwwwwww, honey,] he says sympathetically.

[temporal_affairs]

[But in fact I do not get nightmares, so whatcha up to now?]

[manofmyword]

[Chainsaw's trying to cut me in half,] he says cheerfully. [He's not getting anywhere. You should see the look on his face, it's hilarious.]