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“Okay, I’m ready.” You don’t see the point of arguing unless your objective is to make Matilda mad. Better let these two goofy girls do their thing.
“Hmm…” Wilma comprehends that by going along it’ll cause less trouble, but something dwells in her mind. “Promise me that you won’t regret this, okay?”
“I’m so sure I want you to follow my lead. First, raise your hands above your head in an X.” Matilda does the first step as she gets on her knees on the bed!
“...Sure!” Wilma follows suit.
“Straighten your back!” Matilda gets in position.
“Done!” Wilma is taking it seriously.
“Breathe in, and breathe out!” Matilda is going full martial arts master mode. Reminds you of your torture sessions.
“…” Wilma does the breathing exercise.
“At the count of 3, I want you to pump your chest, open your arms to the side, and let your inner strength out proudly.” Matilda gets all serious. “1! 2! <span class="mu-s">3!!!</span>”
<span class="mu-s">“…!!!”</span> The Silly Tomato copies Matilda’s movement to perfection! It’s like they’re not even drunk! Or maybe it’s alcohol convincing you this looked great!
“<span class="mu-s">GYAH!</span>” Matilda shouts as they pull their pose together! “Measure! Now!” That’s your cue.
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Aside from seeing the love biscuits pop out of their sleeping robes (they have their bras on), you can’t tell the difference. Since you’re following suit, you better be honest.
“They look the same to me, Matilda.” Beautifully the same. You address your martial arts master in the most professional way you’re used to.
“<span class="mu-s">That’s impossible</span>.” Matilda detests this answer. “Our poise cannot be a perfect match. Reconsider.”
“I can take a picture if you want.” You pull out your dysfunctional phone.
“M-Make sure you don’t show it to anyone…” Wilma pleads with embarrassment covering her petite face.
“Enough foolishness. I have come to a realization.” Matilda calls off the pose off. “Sight is merely one way of measurement.”
“What are you getting at?” You wonder.
“Weight. Tenderness. Flexibility. All signs of quality that can only be determined by touch.” Matilda wants to win no matter what. You two are puzzled as to what the winning conditions are. “Perhaps, the size is similar to the untrained eye, but I’m certain that through touch, our differences in quality will be more than apparent.”
“You want Johnny to touch them?” Wilma NEEDS the clarification.
“It’s the only way we can sort this out. We both trust him, don't we?” Matilda nods. “You’re first.”
“…?!” Wilma didn’t believe Matilda would have the gall to send her first. “If I must…” Following your lead from before, she’ll agree to get this done with. No other reasons. Not at all.
“Unless you want me to be first?” Matilda asks you directly.
