Half an Hour Distraction

Jess: You’re an angel of pirates!

Rumerial: Not sure if I like that or not…

Jess: *hands her an eye patch*

Rumerial: *looks at it and hands it to Master*

Master: Ooo… *puts it on*

Jess: Now you look sillier than those masks

Master: *pouts* But… now I’m a one eyed monster

Jess: So many images right now *hands her a blindfold* How about that?

Rumerial: I’d have to be an unconventional pirate *hands the blindfold to Master*

Master: *puts it on*

Jess: Did you leave the eye patch on

Master: I knew I was forgetting something *removes the blindfold and the eye patch then puts the blindfold on*

Jess: You need eye holes – like the paper machine! I mean paper mache

Rumerial: *laughs*

Jess: Wearing a paper machine… well on your head. That’ll be heavy *puts her printer on his head*

Master: *just looks up at it curiously, and pokes at it* Ah, it’s got my finger!

Jess: *laughing and pulls it from his head* You attacked it first

Master: I was curious, it’s a curiosity poke

Jess: Already you make a good pirate

Master: They randomly attack paper machines first?

Jess: Well, the attack and board ships first and you surprised you can see with that on

Master: It’s why my finger got stuck

Jess: What else is pirate like?

Rumerial: I won’t concede to wooden limbs

Jess: *looks at Master*

Master: But… I like limbs

Jess: Other peoples!

Master: Mmm…

Jess: Don’t eat my limbs! *pause* Okay you can but gently

Master: *licks her hand*

Jess: Wooden limbs are out. What’s next?

Master: Parrots

Jess: *looks at Rumerial*

Rumerial: I’m not a bird *looks behind her* That sort of bird.

Jess: *places Master on her shoulder*

Master: What are you doing, girl?

Jess: That won’t work either *places him off and to the ground*

Rumerial: He’s heavy

Master: I put on weight!?

Jess: Now you have to go on a diet

Master: But… blood is so delicious

Jess: Now its artificial blood for you

Master: *pouts*

Jess: Okay, how about just staying away from angel blood?

Master: It’s fattening…

Jess: And tasty!

Master: Like cheesecake!

Jess: Hmm…

Rumerial: Don’t they have swords?

Jess: Swords are overrated

Master: Whips are in

Jess: It’s a man’s weapon!

Rumerial: That’s a drill

Jess: Big drills…

Rumerial: You keep going and going… forward

Jess: You’re watching me play!

Master: I watch you do everything, girl

Jess: Everything?

Master: Mmm… yes

Jess: Even when I cuddled you last night

Master: I was there

Jess: I would hope so

Rumerial: I could just drive a ship with tablecloth sails

Jess: They wouldn’t hold up in the wind for long

Rumerial: Unless you soaked them in water first

Jess: I never thought about that

Rumerial: I’m your Mistress!

Jess: What? When?

Master: That was random

Rumerial: And here you thought you were the crazy one

Master: Mmm, I still am

Jess: You tell me what to do

Master: Okay

Jess: Not you, her

Rumerial: Yes, of course and that’s why we are having this conversation

Jess: It’s kind of long

Master: As long as me

Jess: Really!?

Master: Really!?

Jess: This isn’t Simon says

Master: Who’s Simon

Jess: I don’t know but you better do what he says

Master: Or?

Jess: …You lose

Master: *looks alarmed*

Jess: The game!

Master: I lost it!

Jess: Your mind, yes

Master: Mmm, good

Rumerial: Is that really a good thing

Master: I don’t know, is it?

Jess: It’s what makes you loveable

Master: I’m loved!? *looks alarmed again*

Jess: By your master!

Master: I thought I was

Jess: Okay you are

Master: I thought we were partners

Jess: You can be both

Master: ….

Jess: Come on, please!

Master: *still thinking about it*

Jess: At least you’re thinking about it *leans in and kisses his cheek*

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