Lucky number 13, huh...
And only one bed...
[ AO3 is quaking. ]
And only one bed...
[ AO3 is quaking. ]
[ a quick peek into my thought process here:
"oh shit i have no idea if he does, canon never really shows that does it?"
"would rex even know if he does or not..."
"what would make the most sense for his character"
"no wait what am i doing what would be the funnier option"
"what would be the more FLEX RAT option"
crosses his arms, ready to fight for this bed ]
Yeah. I do.
"oh shit i have no idea if he does, canon never really shows that does it?"
"would rex even know if he does or not..."
"what would make the most sense for his character"
"no wait what am i doing what would be the funnier option"
"what would be the more FLEX RAT option"
crosses his arms, ready to fight for this bed ]
Yeah. I do.
Wha--?! Hey! No way!
[ IMMEDIATELY SHOVES FLAT OFF THE BED AND SPREADEAGLES ON IT HIMSELF TO CLAIM IT AS THOROUGHLY AS POSSIBLE ]
[ IMMEDIATELY SHOVES FLAT OFF THE BED AND SPREADEAGLES ON IT HIMSELF TO CLAIM IT AS THOROUGHLY AS POSSIBLE ]
Yeah, but guess who's on the bed throne now--oof!
[ flat absolutely flattens him like a pancake and drives all the air out of his lungs. which, of course, is gonna rebound back on him thru their mystery link so like. have fun with that, bud. ]
[ flat absolutely flattens him like a pancake and drives all the air out of his lungs. which, of course, is gonna rebound back on him thru their mystery link so like. have fun with that, bud. ]
Yeah, but [ wheeze ] I'm the one on the soft cushy mattress!
[ and also getting sandwiched to death but most importantly: MATTRESS CONTACT ]
[ and also getting sandwiched to death but most importantly: MATTRESS CONTACT ]
Why would you?! That can't be comfortable.
[ that evening, after the minievent concludes, Rex storms into their room, the door slamming thunderously as he enters. He strides in with a murderous look on his face and glares at Flat as he says: ]
You.
[ it's. not very intimidating, considering he sounds like an alvin and the chipmunk. ]
You.
[ it's. not very intimidating, considering he sounds like an alvin and the chipmunk. ]
Are you just sleeping on them, or are you, you know...sleeping with them?
[ the laughing just makes him angrier. Flat also sounding like a chipmunk is a brief consolation prize, but honestly that grating high pitched laughter makes him stalk up to flat like he's ready to deck him ]
What did you do to my voice!!
What did you do to my voice!!
Yeah... [ said almost warily, like he hadn't even considered that not being the case, and he's now worried that it might change. ] And you're still Flat, right?
You mean because of the weird head stuff, or just in general?

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