#ror holkk

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Holkk, picking up a cat: Stinky.

Heracles: Holkk, don't be mean.

Holkk, swaying it: Stinky bastard man.

Heracles: Holkk, no!

Jack, not looking up from his book: Naughty child, bad cat.

Heracles: NO-

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Jack: I lost Holkk.

Heracles: How did you LOSE Holkk?!

Jack: To be fair, she is very small.

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Heracles: Why would you give a knife to Holkk?!

Jack, shrugging: Holkk told me she felt unsafe.

Heracles: Now I feel unsafe!

Jack: I’m so sorry... would you like a knife too?

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Jack: You're really violent.

Holkk: Yeah, but I'm also short and that's adorable.

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Holkk: Jack, I know you love Heracles. I mean, we all do, he's a very nice person and I respect him immensely.

Holkk: But I've gotta be frank with you, I think he might be a giant fucking idiot.

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Jack: Heracles, I must ask, what is it like being as tall as you are? Is it nice? Can you reach comfortably for the higher cupboards?

Heracles: For starters, we live in constant fear of the short ones which, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Holkk: It was one time!

Heracles: That one time, you threatened to turn me into a stuffed bear after I asked if you would like a hand.

Holkk: You threatened my capabilities, Heracles.

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Jack: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.

Heracles: I think you mean cards.

Holkk: He did not.

Jack, letting the knives fall: I did not.