Venus: I thought you were going to say Neptune, so I-
Jupiter: What about Neptune? Why not you. You're safe. You're like a puppy. You're harmless.
Venus: ...did you lose your nerve?
Jupiter: Except when you talk.
Venus: Sorry, I just thought-
Jupiter: You're so fluffy, wow. What do you do to your hair.
Venus: Basically... nothing?
Jupiter: We're friends too, aren't we? It's not weird.
Venus: We're friends?
Jupiter: See what I mean about 'except when you talk.'
Venus: Oh. Sorry. People call any group of kids friends even if they were just forced to spend time with each other and actually kind of hate each other though?
Jupiter: Jesus, Venus. I don't know what to do with you.
Venus: I know. That's why I play dumb most of the time. Like about you and Neptune. But I don't want to get in the way.
Jupiter: ...if you were that worried about me and Neptune, that's actually. A pretty cool friend thing to do. Haha, does that make you my wingman?
Venus: ...
Jupiter: Haha, I am kidding. That is all jokes. You sure are not like other boys.
Venus: Ha. Thank you. It would be a lot easier if I was though.
Jupiter: ..."thank you?" Aha, I finally found a compliment you like. I envy boys a little sometimes too. Isn't that the good thing about them, that they're easier? A more straightforward sort of evil. Boys hate you to your face at least. At least you know how they feel about you.
Venus: ...people say that a lot.
Jupiter: Is it true?
Venus: ...maybe this sounds weird, but... But actually, I don't think the boys are any different? I spend a lot fo time with boys, you know? And they're mad to your face sure, but they're always, always... ...mad about something else too, you know? I don't know how to describe it. They hide what they're mad about by getting mad about something else. And they don't even know it. Like the captain.
Jupiter: What's the captain really mad about, you think?
Venus: I don't know. I thought it must just be being here, like us? But I think that's not everything.
Jupiter: What do you think I'm mad about?
Venus: You're not mad.
Jupiter: What am I then?
Venus: I don't know...
Jupiter: You're lying.
Venus: I thought you said you were getting annoyed because I kept talking about it?
Jupiter: Ahaha. That's so right. What about you, then?
Venus: I'm mad about a lot of things I guess.
Jupiter: Liar. You're not mad. You're jealous. Why are you so jealous. It's flattering. But it's weird.
Venus: I don't know.
Jupiter: We're so mean though. We're mean to YOU.
Venus: You aren't at all. And Neptune isn't...
Jupiter: I wish I could be meaner. I wish I could be so much meaner.
Venus: When you are mean though, it doesn't feel mean. Like you said, we're friends, right?
Jupiter: Yeah. You know, you could be a LITTLE mean, and we wouldn't care.
Venus: I don't want to, though.
Jupiter: Sometimes you're still mean, without meaning to be.
Venus: I know. I hate it. I'd rather get made fun of than be mean.
Jupiter: Hmm. You shouldn't say things like that.
Venus: Why not? I don't want to. I just don't. I know I'm bad at getting anyone to like me and I'm weird and everyone else can deal even though I can't, but I can't. I'm just going to be like this. I'm not going to be any different.
Jupiter: You're asking to get beat up.
Venus: I don't care.
Jupiter: But for real.
Venus: I said I'm fine.
Jupiter: You're frustrating.
Jupiter snaps her hairband. Venus feels something tighten around his neck.
Venus: You-haaH?
Jupiter: Venus? Venus?!
Venus: Ahh-
Jupiter: I've got you, I'm- What is this? What? Whose... hands-?
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Jupiter: Yep.
Venus: Um. Why?
Jupiter: Because that's the game.
Venus: I thought you were going to say Neptune, so I-
Jupiter: What about Neptune? Why not you. You're safe. You're like a puppy. You're harmless.
Venus: ...did you lose your nerve?
Jupiter: Except when you talk.
Venus: Sorry, I just thought-
Jupiter: You're so fluffy, wow. What do you do to your hair.
Venus: Basically... nothing?
Jupiter: We're friends too, aren't we? It's not weird.
Venus: We're friends?
Jupiter: See what I mean about 'except when you talk.'
Venus: Oh. Sorry. People call any group of kids friends even if they were just forced to spend time with each other and actually kind of hate each other though?
Jupiter: Jesus, Venus. I don't know what to do with you.
Venus: I know. That's why I play dumb most of the time. Like about you and Neptune. But I don't want to get in the way.
Jupiter: ...if you were that worried about me and Neptune, that's actually. A pretty cool friend thing to do. Haha, does that make you my wingman?
Venus: ...
Jupiter: Haha, I am kidding. That is all jokes. You sure are not like other boys.
Venus: Ha. Thank you. It would be a lot easier if I was though.
Jupiter: ..."thank you?" Aha, I finally found a compliment you like. I envy boys a little sometimes too. Isn't that the good thing about them, that they're easier? A more straightforward sort of evil. Boys hate you to your face at least. At least you know how they feel about you.
Venus: ...people say that a lot.
Jupiter: Is it true?
Venus: ...maybe this sounds weird, but... But actually, I don't think the boys are any different? I spend a lot fo time with boys, you know? And they're mad to your face sure, but they're always, always... ...mad about something else too, you know? I don't know how to describe it. They hide what they're mad about by getting mad about something else. And they don't even know it. Like the captain.
Jupiter: What's the captain really mad about, you think?
Venus: I don't know. I thought it must just be being here, like us? But I think that's not everything.
Jupiter: What do you think I'm mad about?
Venus: You're not mad.
Jupiter: What am I then?
Venus: I don't know...
Jupiter: You're lying.
Venus: I thought you said you were getting annoyed because I kept talking about it?
Jupiter: Ahaha. That's so right. What about you, then?
Venus: I'm mad about a lot of things I guess.
Jupiter: Liar. You're not mad. You're jealous. Why are you so jealous. It's flattering. But it's weird.
Venus: I don't know.
Jupiter: We're so mean though. We're mean to YOU.
Venus: You aren't at all. And Neptune isn't...
Jupiter: I wish I could be meaner. I wish I could be so much meaner.
Venus: When you are mean though, it doesn't feel mean. Like you said, we're friends, right?
Jupiter: Yeah. You know, you could be a LITTLE mean, and we wouldn't care.
Venus: I don't want to, though.
Jupiter: Sometimes you're still mean, without meaning to be.
Venus: I know. I hate it. I'd rather get made fun of than be mean.
Jupiter: Hmm. You shouldn't say things like that.
Venus: Why not? I don't want to. I just don't. I know I'm bad at getting anyone to like me and I'm weird and everyone else can deal even though I can't, but I can't. I'm just going to be like this. I'm not going to be any different.
Jupiter: You're asking to get beat up.
Venus: I don't care.
Jupiter: But for real.
Venus: I said I'm fine.
Jupiter: You're frustrating.
Jupiter snaps her hairband. Venus feels something tighten around his neck.
Venus: You-haaH?
Jupiter: Venus? Venus?!
Venus: Ahh-
Jupiter: I've got you, I'm- What is this? What? Whose... hands-?
Venus: *gasp* Haaah. Haaah. Haaah. I'm okay...
Jupiter: Oh. Oh god. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Venus: It's okay. I'm fine. It's okay. I promise.
Jupiter: It's not. It's not okay.