[ Mafuyu, on the other hand, waits a fraction of a second too long for not wanting to catch Daisuke on the nose. Her foot barely connects with the can when iT EXPLODES ON CONTACT LIKE A GODDAMN BOMB, WHAT WERE THEY THINKING, OF COURSE IT'S GOING TO END IN A BLAST OF SODA AND FIZZY MINT AND BUBBLING FOAM AND SHARDS OF FOIL SHRAPNEL
none of it even reaches the sky like sweet soda pop fireworks, it just sprays all over the both of them here on the ground ]
[ Daisuke didn't expect that, but his reflexes kick in without him being conscious of them and he manages to dodge all the solids. However, he can't get out of the way of the soda, so he just... wipes his face with his sleeve. ]
That... didn't go so well.
[ He's a bit disappointed that he didn't get to see it shoot into the sky, but... what can you do, right> ]
[ There's really nothing Mafuyu can do to salvage that, so she heads right for the sprinklers to turn them on. There are probably bathrooms just as nearby, but nah. ]
Maybe we [ she ] shouldn't skimp on the soda next time and buy a bottle instead of a can. We'll try again tomorrow!
[ Daisuke thinks about this and wonders if he should bring a change of clothes tomorrow too... ]
But do we really need to kick it to launch it? If it's a bottle, we can probably pull off some science fair thing with it. It's a lot easier than a can at least.
[ ... ]
Also, don't forget to bring the bullets that you said you'd trade me.
[ He thought about going grocery shopping before heading home, but he can't exactly go while feeling sticky from dried soda. And it feels gross. He really needs a shower. ]
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none of it even reaches the sky like sweet soda pop fireworks, it just sprays all over the both of them here on the ground ]
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That... didn't go so well.
[ He's a bit disappointed that he didn't get to see it shoot into the sky, but... what can you do, right> ]
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[ There's really nothing Mafuyu can do to salvage that, so she heads right for the sprinklers to turn them on. There are probably bathrooms just as nearby, but nah. ]
Maybe we [ she ] shouldn't skimp on the soda next time and buy a bottle instead of a can. We'll try again tomorrow!
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But do we really need to kick it to launch it? If it's a bottle, we can probably pull off some science fair thing with it. It's a lot easier than a can at least.
[ ... ]
Also, don't forget to bring the bullets that you said you'd trade me.
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Never mind science— I forgot about the bullets! What're you going to do with them? Do you have a gun?
[ Can I play with the gun? Can we go shooting clay targets with that gun you so obviously have? ]
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Well, no...
[ How should he explain this-- ]
--It's a secret.
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You can tell me! I can keep a secret! I won't tell anybody!!
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So that wouldn't be fair, right? I'm not gonna tell you who it is either.
[ Nailed it. ]
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[ Because she can just follow him, find out herself, and he won't have to betray anybody's confidence, it all works out. ]
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[ He thought about going grocery shopping before heading home, but he can't exactly go while feeling sticky from dried soda. And it feels gross. He really needs a shower. ]
Are you going home too?