ID: Doodle dump of a newly human Nandor hanging out with Guillermo. 1. They stand on a background of blue sky, Nandor in full fur-lined overcoat, boots, and other layers and Guillermo in red chinos and a cream button up with the sleeves rolled to his elbow. Nandor's skin is a deeper brown, no longer washed out by lack of blood flow, and his cheeks are flushed and sweating as he grips Guillermo's shoulder in panic and screams at the sky, "Guillermo, the sun! The sun is burning me!! I am melting!!" Guillermo just stares at him incredulously. 1b. Text reading "one outfit change later..." 1c. Nandor and Guillermo in the same position, Nandor now with all his hair in a bun and wearing a loose thigh-length cream shirt with buttons at the chest and sleeves rolled to his elbows, an open faded red vest with gold embroidery, and olive linen pants. He is standing confidently, one hand on his hip and the other holding a bright green popsicle, as he gazes triumphantly into the distance and says, "See? You worry for nothing, Guillermo." Guillermo, now holding a water bottle and with a small travel cooler strapped over his shoulder, just looks back at him with a tired expression. 2. Nandor and Guillermo sitting at a diner table on an orangish background, each with a slice of pepperoni pizza cradled in their hands. Nandor is openly weeping, mouth wide open to show the half-chewed food as he sobs, "Guillermo, this is garlic??! It is so delicious!!" Guillermo munches away with a smile. 3. Guillermo and Nandor stand together on a darker blue and green background. Nandor is a bit red in the face and holding up his palms to stare at them with confusion. He says, "Guillermo, I am feeling...shame? I can no longer wish or hypnotize away my actions in front of others to preserve my pride and must face... consequences??" Guillermo looks up at Nandor with a furrowed brow, hands loosely tucked in his pockets, and replies with a thoughtful "...Huh." 4a. Guillermo, now with a dark gray vest on over his shirt, and Nandor hunch over a tiny bar table, right hands clasped together in the middle as they have an arm wrestling contest. Cheery teal background. Nandor is flushed and huffing with effort, arm shaking as he glares at their hands. Guillermo looks unbothered, arm rock solid as he gazes past their hands at Nandor with a small smirk. 4b. Frustrated, Nandor spits out, "Are you even trying?" Guillermo grins and responds, "lol no." 4c. Smile widening, Guillermo slams Nandor's hand down on the table, winning. Nandor's body lurches to the side as his shoulder is twisted, scowling and letting out a shocked "Fuck!!!" Followed by a trailed-off "ing guy!" /End ID
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