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Passed it again, huh. I keep losing track... wonder if it's a good thing.

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Hey, so... does anybody have a particular day - or more than one, I guess - that means something to them? Not their birthday or a holiday or anything like that, I mean a regular, normal day where something important or significant happened to them. Could be good or bad, whatever.

[Zack's in a weird mood today, for... various reasons. He's also lounging in the hammock outside House 50, enjoying it while he can before the cold weather forces him to take it down, so if you happen to be in the area, feel free to bother him that way instead.]

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[Zack looks vaguely appalled by the very idea.] Aerith, I have never in my life been fat.

One day. [Because we're talking future tense here. Aerith pantomimes a dome over her belly with one hand, encouraged in her teasing by Zack's expression of "do not want".]

[That "do not want" look gets even more emphatic.] No way am I gonna be fat! I'll exercise till the day I die! [...For the third time.]

Hmmm. [...pokes the tummy again.]

Hmmmm? [Squirm. Stop poking that, you can't make it grow. He's going to mumble and start chowing down. NO AMOUNT OF MIND GAMES WILL KEEP HIM FROM HIS PIZZA, MISSY.]

[She giggles.] Well, for now you're in perfect shape. [And she'll start eating her own pizza, om nom nom.]

You almost sound like you want me to get fat. [Admittedly his scars would look awfully funny on a big gut.]

[PONDERS

Looks at Zack again] ...I can't really picture it.

[OH WELL THEN.] That's a relief! I was starting to get worried!

[fff] I already said you're in good shape, silly. [Actually, she said perfect, but.]

Well, yeah, but your enthusiasm was starting to worry me. Should I add that to the list of little things? 'Make Zack tubby'?

"Stuff Zack fat and silly with pizza." It's my insurance plan.

Insurance plan, huh? Making sure I'm too fat to wander off again?

...I was thinking more along the lines of "ahhh, what if I gain weight, I don't want to be fatter than my boyfriend", but yours is much less shallow. Let's go with that.

...I can't imagine you ever being fat, either. [The concept breaks his brain. Aerith's always been something of a string bean, even if her curves have filled out nicely since they started dating as teenagers.]

That's good, because I'm getting a second slice. [Still hungry. ORDERING~ olives and pepperoni this time. No, she's not very worried about putting on pounds.]

Oh yeah? Well maybe I'll get two. [EATING CONTEST IS GO.]

[What. What is this.] Your two to my two? [Her tiny two, but shhh, she gets a handicap]

Fine by me! [And cue Mister Fair going back to the counter and getting the two biggest meaty slices he can find. |D]

[She leans forward at the counter again to order another piece so they'll both have two. And then, as soon as she has her slices at the ready--] Go! [CHOMP mmmm THE RACE IS ON.]

[OM NOM NOM PIZZA AND THEY ARE JUST WOLFING IT DOWN. So does Big Mouth or Little Pizza Girl win the prize.]

[Aerith is a fighter but unskilled in the ways of food fu.]

[In that case, down his vacuum-throat goes the pizza. TO THE VICTOR THE SPOILS.]

I can't keep up with you. [She does finish off the last of that third slice, though. Now full.]

It's better to eat at your own pace anyway. [Said with a somewhat occupied mouth. He's licking his fingers.]

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