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	*Mortar dissolves into the ground then reforms behind Sketch* What did you tell him Mion [i]Oh, nothing [/i]
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	*He turns around and lunges at you again.* "Rarf!" [spoiler]Chase![/spoiler]
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	Nooo *Mortar rolls to the side, then slaps your muzzle with the newspaper again*
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	*He bites the newspaper, sits down and starts tearing it apart.*
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	*Mortar grabs the other end of the paper and ensues a tug-of-war*
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	*He growls and starts shaking it.*
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	*I growl back and shake it so salvia comes off of your jowels.
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	*He starts backing up, he digs his claws into the ground as he does so.*
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	*Mortar pulls the paper so hard you lose your grip on it, and I hold it just beyond your reach* I've always wanted a dog. *You hear Mion puking up a hairball on that remark*
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	*As he loses his grip he falls onto his back and gets back up and barks angrily.*
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	You want the paper??? *Mortar dangles it over your head*
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	"Rurarff." *He jumps at the newspaper.*
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	*I pull it away at the last second*
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	*He jumps at it again seeming a little annoyed.*
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	*I pull it away again* Alright, I'll throw you a bone *I take out a jar of Peanut butter and stick the paper in it. I take the paper out, and throw it*
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	Edited by Skatch142: 5/15/2016 10:05:22 PM*He catches it I his mouth and starts chewing on it.*
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	[i]Mrr chrp mew[/i] [spoiler]Happy now?[/spoiler]
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	"Burf." [spoiler]Yes, I am very happy. Thank you very much. I hope this means we are friends now. (Sketch doesn't remember who he is when he is like this.)[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]Got it[/spoiler]