Jathis' Rambles

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Alfons laughed and pushed himself into a sitting up position, shaking his head as he put his glasses back on, shifting so that he was kneeling beside the bed and looking at Conrad now. “I must admit, you are cute as a fraulein!” he giggled at her.

Conrad huffed a bit, all the sudden flailing and wrestling left her a bit winded. She snarled though, upon hearing Aflons compliment. A lazy hand came to fix her skewed hair, coming thin fingers through the dark strands. ” Zon’t tell her zhis. Conrad is disgusting in appearance as vell as in soul.  She knows zhis. So zon’t lie to her.” Her words were harsh. 

“Conrad, you know for a fact zhat I find you cute as either male or female,” Alfons reminded her, climbing back onto the bed with a sigh. “Und dein soul is nicht ugly…it is just…perhaps a bit malformed? It just needs to be cared for so it can fix itself.”

The corpse still frowned. Her eyes lowering, examining her thin legs that were quite visible through the uniformed pants. A hand came to rub at them, perhaps her legs were a stain, and it might be rubbed away. 

“Conrad ist just confused…” She mumbled, a pouty lip forming. 

“I vould be confused too if I suddenly turned into a fraulein,” Alfons admitted with a nod of his head. “Do you zhink you vill turn back?” he asked.