[It was pretty good, he had to admit--it was a strange taste, a bit salty and sweet at the same time. Tastebuds asking for a little more each time just to try and identify the exact taste.
And he gratefully takes that next strip.]
Haha!! Probably means 'son of a bitch' or something, right?
[Not that he's all that upset. But he knows how this works, and chomps down on that bacon, thoughtfully.]
[His attention shifts, obviously satisfied with that answer given, to the bacon. There's a thoughtful chew, eyes cast to the ceiling as he tries to pick out the...eccentric mixture of chocolate and bacon. It's not something he imagined himself eating ever in his life, but there's something considerably...
oddly satisfying about it.]
Not as bad as the turkey.
[Look at that shit-eating grin. This is your son, Bull.]
[DAD YOU'RE MESSING UP HIS MANE PERFECTLY UNKEMPT HAIR!!
He manages to get the last bite in, bacon still sticking out between his teeth as he fights off that giant fits digging into his head. But somewhere among the shouts and slaps, there's a laugh.
[All the while, Kaneda's trying to scramble out of it like a wet fish, hands reaching up to put his palms against whatever part of Bull's face he can find.]
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And he gratefully takes that next strip.]
Haha!! Probably means 'son of a bitch' or something, right?
[Not that he's all that upset. But he knows how this works, and chomps down on that bacon, thoughtfully.]
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[That is also true. He won't lie to the kid. Maybe just... tell parts of things. For now, anyway. The whole truth can come later if it needs to.]
[He studies him for a minute.]
What do you think? Works out for a snack, doesn't it?
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oddly satisfying about it.]
Not as bad as the turkey.
[Look at that shit-eating grin. This is your son, Bull.]
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Yeah, yeah. You still ate it. You can't complain for shit.
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MANEPERFECTLY UNKEMPT HAIR!!He manages to get the last bite in, bacon still sticking out between his teeth as he fights off that giant fits digging into his head. But somewhere among the shouts and slaps, there's a laugh.
Bright and playful. Now that's a rare sight.]
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[He loops his other arm around Kaneda's neck, holding on while the kid squirms and tries to fight away. Nope, he's not done yet.]
Where do you think you're going?
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Oiii!! Dumb bastard!!
[Play wrestling time? Play wrestling time!]
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Watch the fingers! I've only got the one eye left! Asshole!