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"4c, you ever realize how similar you are to a rabbit." was not what 4c thought he'd hear in the middle of a farkle match. He raised his head from looking at the dice, seeing Nom's smirking face.
"what." 4c asked, confusion appearing on his face and eyes squinting at the other man in front of him.
He saw Nom's smirk widen abit as he leaned on the table with his elbows, He almost looked smug, but in a sort of, endeared way? 4c felt he was pretty good at reading Nom but even he couldn't understand the guy sometimes.
"Think about it," He waved one of his hands towards 4c slightly, "You bounce around constantly, You love carrots, You look fluffy," 4c made a confused noise at that one, "I swear you do, you're round and it makes you have the vibe of looking fluffy!"
"That doesn't make sense at all," 4c said, smiling at the silliness of what Nom had just said. He wasn't fluffy, he was a slime, tho he did tend towards making himself look softer when he could. He didn't like looking sharp, not that he really knew how to mold his slime that way, it was apparently quite difficult, tho he remembers one of his sisters pulled it off once.
"Anyways," Nom continued, seemingly ignoring what 4c said, "You're round, you're soft, You do little hops all the time," He leaned over the table as he grinned, "and you're small like one!"
"I can't believe this," He deadpanned as Nom started giggling under his breath, "I am not as small as a rabbit"
"You're right," Nom backed up from the table slightly and very expressively put a hand under his chin, "Maybe you're more bunny sized" He said eyes squinting at the others, mouth in a dumb high smirk like he just said something so extremely funny.
"What!?? That's,, No. I." 4c Stuttered out before, "Wait aren't they the same thing?" he let out, ignoring the implications of being 'Bunny' small instead of 'Rabbit' small, what a difference.
"Wait are they?" Nom's smirk dropping for a moment before putting his hands back on the table. "Surely they're different things, why else would they be two different words."
"I'm pretty sure they're different words for the same animal, or same type of animal at least." 4c leaned back from the table to think, hand still resting on it, tapping the wood every couple seconds. "There's different breeds," He explained, "but they're still the same type of animal at the end of the day, there's no distinction between the two words used."
He saw Nom look down at the table, looking around slightly for a few seconds before looking back up, hitting a hand on the table, a loud-ish slap of his glove on wood went out. 4c probably would've flinched at the loud noise if it wasn't Nom who made it.
"Either way!! Fluffy, cute, small, little, tiny,"
"Okay no need to keep saying small but in different ways"
,"Mini, pint-sized, teeny, bite-size,"
"Rabbits aren't even that small…"
"teensy, round, bouncy, likes carrots, little creatures." He stopped, smiling at 4c who was just staring at him at this point.
They stared at eachother for awhile and 4c broke eye contact to actually count the dice he had rolled earlier and write down the score, he was 400 points up, not bad, not good, Nom was winning but they were going to 6000 and had basically just started so it was fine.
"All i'm saying is you're just like them!" Nom took the dice in the cup as he said it, and 4c giggled slightly at him continuing his comparison. Once Nom was on something he never fully left it.
"mhm, sure Nom, maybe focus on the dice you got." 4c said as he saw what Nom had rolled, a complete farkle. Nom let out a bit of a whine as he wrote the farkle on the score paper and gave the dice back to 4c.
The game of farkle went on, they'd bicker and chat in between but it was mostly just chilling. It was nice, he liked being able to just hang out with his best friend, He'd been building so much lately, it sometimes felt like he had so little time to just be around him.
He tilted his head up and to the side as he heard footsteps, quiet and light, a rogue, He didn't really need to hear them tho to know who it was. As he saw Mae slowly come into view from behind Nom, she was seemingly making sure to keep quiet. Nom rolled his dice and she pounced, Knocking into the man and making him yelp and knock her back.
She fell to the ground, pouting up at Nom as he turned around to her, "Mae!!?" Nom exclaimed and Mae stopped pouting to laugh at his defensive stance.
Mae had gained a habit of trying to scare Nom, it often didn't work, in fact, he's pretty sure it almost never worked, but she's gotten so much better recently, He's honestly proud. It seems that this time she's truly caught him off guard, picked the perfect moment to strike. Maybe Nom was getting rusty.
4c giggled at the thought but also at his two friends now bickering with eachother, Nom lent a hand down and Mae grabbed it so he could pull her up. Mae dusted herself off before going to the side of the table.
"Hi 4c!" Mae bumped into him softly as she greeted him before taking the score paper to check it, "Nom's winning?"
Nom grinned at that, "Like always" He did a little bow, and Mae leaned over the table to poke his cheek, making him smack her hand away, "4c's having bad luck."
"When am i not!" 4c huffed and turned his head to Mae, "I haven't gotten over 500 points a single time…"
"esshh, bad luck indeed" Mae sat a hand over his head and pat it, 4c leaned into it slightly before quickly looking up hearing a snap of gloved fingers.
"There's another reason!" Nom said, seemingly having had a realization. Mae made a confused noise at that, and 4c tilted his head as he tried to figure out what Nom was talking about.
"wha?"
"You're pet-able." Nom said, pointing a finger at 4c. The silence that came after that was extremely noticeable before Mae snorted and started laughing loudly, doubling over the table.
Mae wiped a tear from her eye, whether there were any actual 4c couldn't tell but she still did the motion. "What does that even mean, Nom??" Mae giggled out.
Nom lit up slightly, looking at 4c grinning before looking towards Mae, "Listen Mae, You've got to agree with me! 4c doesn't see it, but i have good eyes," 4c snorted and shook his head at that, and Nom waved him off, still looking at Mae, "4c's just like a rabbit! He's a bunny!" He seemingly finished, making open-hand waving gestures at 4c with both hands, probably trying to get his point across but it made 4c believe him dramatic.
4c continued on with the farkle match as Mae stared silently, presumably to think over what Nom said. As 4c wrote down his score, another 350, Mae gasped, slamming her palms on the table, 4c flinching at the sudden movement before calming.
"You're right!" and 4c groaned at Mae's conclusion, She turned to 4c and lifted her hands to cup his face, 4c pouting at the action but not moving away. "4c, You're a rabbit. you're a silly rabbit."
"Okay, i'm starting to think you guys are crazy." 4c let out as Mae squished his face slightly before letting go.
"No, no, he's right," Mae started, and Nom made a whoop at her words, "First time for everything, but he's right!"
"hey!"
"You are pet-able, You're super bouncy and you jump around everywhere, You like carrots! You're just like a bunny." Mae nodded her head along with her words.
"See!! She gets me, it's two against one, buddy" Nom said, facing 4c as he rolled his dice. "He's also fluffy, mae, don't forget that." he said quickly while writing down his score, 4c was to busy having his face in his hands to see what he got.
"I am not fluffy??"
"Oh my gods, he is"
"what! No!?" 4c practically squawked out, "Mae, I'm literally a slime, I'm not fluffy??" He leaned forwards towards her and gestured towards himself, as if trying to literally show whats right in front of her.
"Ya, that doesn't matter." Mae shook her head at him, as if it was obvious, "Fluffy is a mindset, not a style."
"You're so correct, Mae" Nom agreed and 4c almost wished he'd decided to go play farkle with Katie today instead, he would have had to find her first but surely it'd be better then this, Katie wouldn't call him fluffy, Katie wouldn't call him a rabbit!
"being fluffy, which you are" Mae continued and 4c sighed, "Is a mindset, of which you display so often." something told 4c that Mae was making this up on the spot.
"mhm,, and how do i display it?"
There was a pause as Mae blinked at him, and for a second, 4c thought she wasn't gonna say anything, just ignore the question, but then a big grin came onto her face and 4c knew that wasn't the case.
"Well, for one, You are round, all your," She waved her hand at him, "Blobs? are they blobs?"
"I don't know either."
"okay, Your blobs, they're round and soft! You are soft to lay on, and little enough that when you lay on us, you weigh like nothing." Mae went on.
"I'm not that little…"
"You're so little," Nom said and 4c wished this table had a opening underneath, cause if it did he'd be kicking Noms legs from under it.
"You are small, i'm sorry 4c." Mae said and her face looked soft as if she truly was sorry, he knew the truth tho. "it makes you easy to carry tho so it really isn't a bad thing!" She clasped her hands together and smiled at him.
"Just like a rabbit, easy to carry." Nom said under his breath like it was a conspiracy and Mae quickly nodded once at him, agreeing.
Mae turned back to 4c and continued her fluffiness argument, "And you're cuddly!" Mae sounded so excited to say that and 4c knew if he was human he'd go red at how easy it was for her to say that, and thus he put his hands to his face to cover it as she continued. "You curl up beside me whenever were napping when we build, it's cute! really!"
Nom nodded at her words, turning to Mae, "He curls up on my chest, it reminds me of a cat but i bet rabbits could do that too" He said and Mae awed at his words. 4c doesn't understand this.
Face in hands, 4c shook his head. "You guys are…" He stopped to bring his hands downwards, off his face as he saw his grinning friends looking at him. "You guys are strange." He huffed out.
He heard Mae giggle at him and Nom whisper something about him not disagreeing to her as he rolled his dice once again. He could hear them start whispering, all tho not actually hiding what they were saying, to eachother about something. He could guess what it was about and he didn't care to listen.
The two of them, His brother and who he'd come to view as one of his best friends, They were strange but 4c really couldn't help but be endeared by them. They were silly, he really did love them. As slightly embarrassing as being called a rabbit is, he didn't actually take it as a bad thing. In a way, it kind of made him feel,, cared for? Which felt strange, it was so little and yet, it made him feel like they cared for him.
It was nice, He really did like having friends who seemed to truly like him for him. Even if they did think him a rabbit apparently.