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YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.

LITERALLY.

Kinda the premise.

[The wine is going perfectly well thank you so much. Well... actually ... it is as far as the stirring goes. It may be going a little er... strong.]

Bit like a burned out teletubby, innit?

[ God, you're both the worst. Algric stifles a laugh. ]

W-well - well beauty isn't the important part. We're going to break her into bits anyway. With our unholy monster hands.

[ Martin snorts loudly and straightens, heading back to the carp that's gently frying on the stove. ]

I think Teletubbies give worse nightmares, honestly. Not comparable.

So you can say [He points with the long ladle, for necessary emphasis.] that she lost the face off.

I'm one pun away from baking you instead.

[ Martin, snickering: ]

I'll get the pan ready.

[Now the ladle swishes through the air in a dramatic gesture.]

Oh, as if mere fire will defeat me.

Fine. Freezer it is then.

What if we don't look for better ways to destroy Tim for his clearly amazing wordplay?

Only if you get me a drink, please. We'll have dinner done soon.

[Jon has been watching this, chin on his hand and unimpressed by Tim's entire display.]

I cannot believe after this long, we can still devolve to puns.

Puns are inevitable, Jon.

And a higher form of wordplay, prove me wrong.

[Not knowing how much of the wine in the bottle is for the pot as it slowly heats through... Tim is, in his infinite mercy, getting an entirely different brand from the cupboard to pour out.]

Is there even a point in arguing with you?

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