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Tyson: *hugs him tightly* a-a-a-and I-I'm s-sorry...
Tyson: *sighs*
Tyson: so, where are we going for our honeymoon?
Tyson: but I don't know,
*eyes widen and eyes fill with tears* L-Lee-Chan..
Zeii: *doesnt care if she likes this or not.* *goes up to her and kisses her*
Tyson: yeah! it was either that or Alaska where I was born. *hugs a little tighter*
Tyson: l-look what I made! *gets out a tiny dancing robot and laughs softly*
Tyson: I tried to make him bigger, but I didn't have enough wires.
Tyson: what?
Tyson: *gasps*
Tyson: *runs up to him and takes the wires, kisses him on the nose*
Tyson: *waddles away and then gets to work, then poking himself in the eye*
Tyson: *covers his eye* y-yeah?
Tyson: *uncovers it, bleeding a little*
Tyson: don't worry, lovie... *snaps two wires together and he is somehow better*
Tyson: *is worried about heart attacks* ARE YOU OKAY?!!?!
Tyson: *tears up* Tristen: *runs in* w-what?!
Tyson: *bursts into tears not knowing what to do anymore* Tristen: IVE HAD PRACTICE FOR THIS! *runs over* your gunna feel some pressure on your chest.... *pushes on it hardly.*
Tyson: *runs out of room* Tristen: now, don't worry. *wakes his sniff something that puts him to sleep for 3 min.*
Tyson: *outside on sidewalk, sobbing loudly* Tristen: good....*carries him to his room and puts him in bed*
Tristen: *walks out of house saying,* 3,2,1. should be awake Tyson: *screaming and crying*