A
You fly up to the same branch as Flashfire, and sit down. You pluck a smaller jawbreaker and pop it into your mouth. The two of you watch and listen as the two birds hoot and bellow their song.
"KAKAKAKOO!"
"HAHAKAHOO!"
"Brother," Flashfire says. "What were you and Blackfire talking about earlier?"
B
You stay there on the ground, watching and listening as the two birds hoot and bellow their song.
"KAKAKAKOO!"
"HAHAKAHOO!"
"Brother," Flashfire calls. "What were you and Blackfire talking about earlier?"
SPLICED SECTION
"We were... talking about..." You stall as you try to create a lie.
"You were talking about me, weren't you?" Flashfire says.
"Yes," you admit. "But it wasn't bad, I promise."
"So it was good?"
"N... not really," you say. "Well, see, Flashfire, I'm not used to having a little sister yet, certainly not one so close to my age as you are, so..."
"You're having trouble not being attracted to me?"
"No!" you blurt out. "Well, maybe... it's just that the things you are doing, and the way you're doing them... are very 'mature', so..."
"Oh, I get it," Flashfire says. "The fact that I am a cute girl doing them is superceding the 'I'm your sister' stuff, right?"
"I guess." You feel really awkward. Really, really awkward.
"Don't worry," she says. "I'm sure it'll switch, and the 'she's my sister' impulse will override the 'cute girl doing suggestive things' impulse soon."
"Y'know, that is basically what Blackfire said."
"That's because we're both smart," she says.
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