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"I dunno if you're able to fit in the kartsth anymore sinceth you're ah... vertically blessed, aheh, but-but I wasth thinking of holding a multi-cabinet Grand Prix. You'd be welcome to participate, if-if you WANTED to, that ith..."
“Vertically blessed? Huh, that’s a real fancy way of sayin’ I’m tall! As for the race, I’m always ready to burn some rubber; I’m definitely in!”
╰☆╮[Everyone is born with a timer, everyone. People who eagerly count down the days when their wait will be over. People who think the little numbers on their wrist always changing take away their choice, and people like Jim, somewhere in-between.]
╰☆╮[Since the age of eleven he'd grown up afraid of his number, fear turned to hate. What did one expect when the first example he had of two 'soul-mates' were his parents who, to put it very lightly, didn't 'work out'.]
╰☆╮[Since the age of sixteen, he'd gotten himself off a destructive path with the help of a stand-in-Father, who'd healed a lot of scars over the course of time they spent together. Including his phobia of love and closeness.]
╰☆╮[Still, the idea of being barely eighteen and about to meet his soul-mate made him sick with nerves. He tried to block out the ill feeling by focusing on walking his dog.]
╰☆╮[The attempt was hardly working as his timer continued to beep, almost obnoxiously. He tried to think about the person he might be meeting in less than a minute but he'd never given much thought ot the idea.]
╰☆╮[00:00:00, that's the number that had his timer beeping the loudest before it went quiet at the same time as a girl came running by and Morph sped up to try and catch a bird. He stared at the girl sprawled out on the grass before him almost blankly before he snapped to attention and reigned in Morph at the same time as he bent down to help the girl up.]
╰☆╮"Sorry...about that." [His breathe caught in his throat just a bit as he caught sight of her face for the first time, not in an entirely romantic way but not in a bad way either.]
╰☆╮[He looked around briefly, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable butterflies he was feeling and to check if anyone had just seen his dog create the worst soul-mate meeting since perhaps his friend, Rapunzel, who had hit her soul-mate over the head with a frying pan.]
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She sat up, looking around. 'Hmm..' She didn't recognize this place, a sinking feeling coming to her. 'That stupid zap..' she thought, turning around, cursing what had sent her here. Her eyes rested on a house. Sighing, she began to walk towards it.
Wilbur rolled his eyes after he heard his mother ask him to water the front lawn, “Yeah, yeah, I’m on it.” He answered back before muttering,”…At least I got something to do.”As soon as he opened the door he noticed a girl walking up to the household. Blinking in confusion, he spoke up, “Uh…Hey, can I help you?”
"Hey," Wilbur greeted smiling.
She reached up, ruffling his hair like he did to her. "Not so little anymore!" She grinned, not leaving the subject alone, finding it entertaining.
"Yeah, well... you'll always be little to me. No matter how big or old the Programmers make you!"
She smiled softly, lowering her hood. "Thanks, Ralph. You're the best big brother guy ever." She grinned, her face brightening.
He ruffled her hair softly.
"And you're the best lil' sister girl ever." he retorted.
She looked up at him, sighing. "It's just that... ever since my update, I can't act like myself without someone saying something." She said in a huff.
Ralph sighed softly.
"Don't mind all those dorks. They don't know what they're talkin' about. Trust me."
