>>84263359I sort of like the dogs, but I don't like the whole "bau bau" thing that much either, since it's basically like a furry going
>Woof woof :3at the start of a message, to you. It's respectable the twins never break cutesy anime girl kayfabe, but to someone not immediately charmed by them, they're more likely to feel just kinda weird and autistic (negative). Like, picture this.
>you're a hololive girl doing an offcollab with the twins and some other hololive girls>you decide to take all four of the girls you're collab'ing with, to a gourmet burger place>you all start talking about what you want>FWMC get asked what they want to eat>they start responding together, in that slurred baby voice>FW: "Ullmmmmmm, we wannnnn...">MC: "Da chicky fingiez! :D" >FW: "LYEAWH, We wan da chicky fingiez :D"and you swallow the awkwardness of the fact that they're getting tendies at a more luxurious burger place. Your burgers come out, along with the twins "chicky," and when everyone notices, you hear it. The giggling. The clapping.
You want to escape the horrible neutron star level of condensing bone splintering cringe you've found yourself in, but you know there's no escape.
You turn your head, gritting your teeth to bear the incoming onslaught to all your social sensibilities and tact
>They're playing patty-cake>and singing>FWMC: "Chicky fingiez chicky fingiez yay yeay yeaaayyyy!">FW: turns to you with the biggest sincerest grin you've seen>FW: "Thlank you Anonette!">MC: "Yleah! Dis is da bestest dinner lwe've elver hayd!">FWMC both turn to the waitress >you want to stop them, but before you can cut them off, they've already uttered their foul words>FWMC: "Thalnk you missus waitress san!">FW: "We hope you-">MC: "Have a-">FWMC: "WAN-derful nailto, for being so so super nice-nice to us!"And to top it off, the waitress and all your coworkers are charmed by these two overgrown infants. Most of your company's fans like them. Your own viewers love them. In this gravity well of cringe, you're the only one who doesn't find them adorable. You find them sickening, revolting. You think you're going mad, the only sane person left in the world. You know you have only two choices from here on, whenever you see these two freaks.
>remain paralyzed in fear, and endure any incoming or utter the accursed phrase,
Bau.
Bau.
