YAAAAAAAS OMG YES

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YES

I'M SCREAMING ABOUT IT WITH aaronthefavourite WE'RE GONNA TRY TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING AWESOME

OR AT LEAST I AM

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Make It Talk.

             "That’s why I’m asking you Jaye!”

     "You weren't asking! You were telling me!"

Make It Talk.

     ”Because! They talk back to you Jaye!”

     "That's ridiculous!

     "--Isn't it?"

Make It Talk.

     ”No! Jaye! I saw you make that thing talk before. I know       you can. You wouldn’t talk to it if it didn’t talk back.”

     "I can't make an inanimate object talk.

     "Besides, people talk to inanimate objects all the time. Why does it matter if I do it?"

"I woke up late, so sue me."

     "You woke up three hours late."

- Why must you be such a cow, we’re sisters! 

- You tell people we are not related! 

- It was just that one time! 

- At Grandpa’s wake!

            …           

     ”Make it talk!”

     "I can't make it talk."

        “Are you seriously talking to that figurine?”

     "--It talked to me first."

❝Geschwister❞

     Aaron quirked his eyebrow at Jaye and watched her suspiciously. There was nothing that would convince him that the cow creamer wasn’t telling her things all the time, why else would she lock herself in her trailer. No one who was with it completely would want to lock themselves in their trailer.

     He finally sat down still not overly impressed with  the scenario. Aaron was harldly impressed with anything now-a-days, but especially this. “Jaye, what’s going on then? We’re all worried sick about you!” he finally confessed, looking up at her, and then taking his head in his hands and sighing deeply.

     "It’s like you don’t want us to care about you Jaye — and that’s scary.” he admitted to her.

Jaye didn't sit down. She was too stressed to sit. Standing and getting the chance to pass about as need be was much better. She had so many other chances to sit in her life, and she would take them as she needed them.

She took a few steps before Aaron spoke. Jaye took a deep breath, exhaled, and turned to face him.

"You already know what's going on," she almost snapped. "There are inanimate objects telling me to do things and I'm sick of it." While her trailer had been cleared of them all and she was attempting to stop with the inanimate-objects-with-faces hoarding, Jaye found it surprising as to how many she could still come across in her day to day life.

"I don't need you guys to care because there's nothing you can do about it," Jaye gave in. She slumped down into the chair across from Aaron.