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“Sure, Mat. As long as I don’t make you late, we can be <span class="mu-i">a loan</span>.” You make a shitty pun about money! Matilda loves money, and you love puns! Your newfound knowledge is being put to good use! And yeah, Matilda can’t be late! You, on the other hand, with the level of smarts you have, can take it easy with classes, but Matilda? Matilda is... smart too... But if Mat doesn’t go, Scarlet will worm her way into staying! Guess you’re more worried about the redhead not having any excuses to skip today than the fit girl’s grades.
“Heh, I get it.” Oliver finds you funny. That’s not a great sign. Scarlet didn’t seem to get it tho.
“Please, come this way...” Matilda leaves the room first, ignoring your genius pun, leaving the door open. You trail behind.
“Well, Bubbles, it’s just the two of us now!” Oliver cheerfully states as you hear them across the hallway.
“You don’t have to call me Bubbles.” Scarlet pouts again. You can feel it. She’ll never live that down. Never.
“I… <span class="mu-i">actually forgot your name</span>.” Oliver comes clean. To be fair, he barely knows her.
“Hmph! It’s Scarlet! If you forget it again, I’ll get really angry, and you won’t like it!” Scarlet rolls her eyes. “Let’s watch TV and forget about this!” That’s the positivity back!
“Yeah! Put the opera on! Oh dear Barchinni, how I have missed you and your devilish vocal cords!” Oliver is glad to be home where he can watch quality shows and not Mr. Excitement.
You follow Matilda to the Dojo’s Meeting Room. You know it’s a meeting room because a sign next to the door has the title written in Traditional Prancijanian Lettering. With the amount of Knowledge you have, you can read shitty signs made by old people in an archaic language. Hooray.
“Please, make yourself comfortable.” The fit girl starts rummaging through her closet. “We would’ve done this sooner if I had the materials over there in Xumenlo.”
“Alright!” You sit down on a pillow in front of a table. “I’m ready to lend you an ear!”
“All I need is a smidgen of your blood…” Matilda shows you an antique box with some kind of needle in the middle.
“<span class="mu-i">Of my what now?</span>” You’re thunderstruck.
“Johnny Ando, after the many trials and tribulations we’ve endured together, it has become more than apparent that you deeply care for my well-being. As a signal that I reciprocate those intense feelings, and that our bond has reached a status of the utmost loyalty, I’m formally proposing a blood oath between us. The ultimate sign of camaraderie. Just like my grandfather did with his own close confidants.” Matilda explains. “Now, please lend me your thumb for a moment…”
Matilda is not playing around…
“Incredible, partner! She’s as legitimate as an ally can get!” Philonune loves every moment of this!