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[edgeoftheknife]

Look, ah.

There's something I've been meaning to tell you, for... well, probably close to two hundred years, now. It's been on my mind a lot lately, and I think I need to just come clean about it.

So, here goes.

Anton?

You snore. A lot.

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[backwordscompatible]

[In spite of everything that had been happening over the last couple of months, including an increased level of semi-regular grumpiness from soul gem tainting...that brought a wide smile to Zatanna's face.]

I've said it before. I'll say it again.

You do realize this whole Network thing is completely public, right?

/hijacks

[wintershepherd]

... so this isn't the type of announcement you want when I tell you the same, right?

HI JACK

[backwordscompatible]

[Boy, you are lucky she likes you so much, or you would be so dead...er.]

Not unless you want to publically announce that the only reason you'd know whether or not I snore is because you watch me when I sleep.

HEY BABY HEY

[wintershepherd]

... I could find a way to spin that.

HOW YOU DOIN'

[backwordscompatible]

[He would, wouldn't he?]

How?

P. SNAZZY U?

[wintershepherd]

And ruin the surprise?

S'AIGHT

[backwordscompatible]

Some surprises are worth ruining.

GOOD GOOD

[wintershepherd]

My other option for telling you was baking a cake and writing on it in frosting, by the way.

[backwordscompatible]

How sweet.

[ba-dum-ching!]

[edgeoftheknife]

Mm? I'd kind of thought that was the point, yeah.

...why? There wasn't anything terribly offensive in all that, was there? Is there some taboo against snoring I haven't been told about?

[backwordscompatible]

Not particularly.

More like innuendo regarding certain sleeping arrangements. Given that the person most likely to complain about any snoring would be the one sleeping right next to you.


[...or trolling boyfriends who don't actually sleep often.]

[edgeoftheknife]

Yyyy...ees. Your point being...?

[backwordscompatible]

That you're basically telling everyone you two are sleeping together.

Which, hey, is cool with me. I'm all for the latest Shell gossip that doesn't involve me.

[edgeoftheknife]

Funny, I'd have thought that would be common knowledge by now. Maybe news doesn't get around as fast as I'd imagined.

[backwordscompatible]

It is Turtle gossip, after all. Pretty sure it's going to be slow by nature.

Should I offer my congratulations [or condolences] belatedly, or is it too far gone for that?

[edgeoftheknife]

...you have a point. I'll have to start thinking in terms of turtle-related puns, this whole turtle thing is still awfully new to me.

Congratulations on what, sleeping with Shudder? [actual laughter] Good lord, have you met him? Besides, after this post I'm pretty sure I'm getting kicked out of bed tonight anyway. It's a long night of sleeping on the carpet for me.

[gistful]

I take offence at the fact you felt the need to laugh. Are you saying I'm unsuitable to sleep with for some reason, Ravel?

[edgeoftheknife]

...I meant only that it should be self-evident how amazing you are, Anton. Have I mentioned how amazing you are? And forgiving. And handsome.

[gistful]

Better. Continue.

[edgeoftheknife]

And not at all inclined to shove me out of the bed, because you're so understanding and wonderful. And snuggly.

[backwordscompatible]

[Her response came slightly delayed, as she was a little preoccupied with both her own love life's surprise intrusion into the ongoing conversation, as well as his.]

[Where was the popcorn when she needed it? Partially to throw at Jack]

Sorry. If you're looking for pity on that one, then you've come to the wrong girl.

Boyfriends shouldn't publicly comment on their significant other's breathing habits and expert to walk away consequence-free. [AHEM]

[edgeoftheknife]

Oh we're not together together. Just... sleeping together.

Although I was totally right. See that, Anton? I'm the boyfriend.

[backwordscompatible]

You realize you just completely contradicted yourself, right?

[You can't NOT be together together AND be the boyfriend.]

[edgeoftheknife]

Did I? I hadn't noticed.

[gistful]

With an emphasis on 'boy'.