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...No.

[Frown.]

Look, I found a way to do this without hurting anything.

But I don't know if I can trust you with my top secret plans anymore after you blabbed to everyone last time!

[Fair enough, yet he can't help but have his doubts.]

Fine.

Prove it.

[. . .]

Prove that I fixed it or that I'm not hurting anything?

[One thing is a little harder to do than the other.]

That you can sing again!

[He really doesn't think Velvet is hurting anyone, but probably for the wrong reasons. Could he totally see her doing so? Absolutely. But he hasn't seen anyone NEARLY tiny enough for her to overpower and Rageons just aren't built to take on anyone who can actually fight back.]

[A roll of her eyes, and Velvet stands again, striding to him. She smiles, reassured. And why wouldn't she be?

With friends like hers, how can she fail?

She opens her mouth and fearlessly belts;]

Why

would I ever lie to you?

Little bro, when I say I have it handled

you should know I always do.

[And with a single claw she boops his big pink nose—]

[His mouth opens and closes a few times, just a few practice tries before he finally remembers how to successfully talk again. It's as if the ghost of their dead career just sauntered up to him.]

H-How are you doing that?

[Alright, so he KNOWS she already said she isn't going to tell him shit, but it just comes out before he can stop himself.]

Veneer, I said I handled it like three times now.

That's how I'm doing it.

[She rests her hand on his shoulder.]

I handled it.

[A timid glance at her hand, for some reason it's not as reassuring as it normally would be. And it's not because it's clawed and furry now, either. She handled it, sure, but it's going to kill him all over again just to figure out how. Maybe it just worked out? Like how it's been working out for him? Just because Velvet's in Hell doesn't mean she doesn't get perks too...right? They DID become the same cute fluffy animal, after all...]

Wow, yeah, I guess you did.

Uh, earth to Veneer? Hello?

[She picks up her hand to wave it in front of his face—]

Why are we not celebrating? This is good news.

[Is it really, though? Veneer frowns, even when he sees her adorable heart-shaped paw pads, he wants to celebrate so many things SO badly. But why does this feel so off...? Maybe it's her vibes that are weird?]

You promise you aren't hurting anyone this time?

[SIGH.

Arms still crossed, Velvet grumbles a—]

_{This is so middle school—}

[Before offering her pinky finger to Veneer, and looking him in the eye. Even though she is still very big pouting.]

I'm not hurting anyone this time, pinky promise.

Oh wow.

[Dang, a pinky promise? Well...shit! She must really mean it. Without wasting any time, he loops his little finger around hers and gives a chuckle when their claws accidentally brush against each other and give a little "clack."]

Hah! It's like they're little swords.

[Being an animal is fun.

Just like not worrying about his sister is fun.

Let's be real here, Velvet lies and not only does she lie, but she's proud of it, too. A pinky promise, as serious as it is, really has no worth coming from her. And...he hates to admit it, but deep down he doesn't feel like she'd exclude him from the people she's willing to twist the truth to. That said, he'd rather go on believing she means it than to stay up all night wondering if something's going on. Veneer is not his sister's keeper, Velvet would never give him that sort of authority anyway.]

[And Veneer's right to be suspicious. After all, it's not entirely wrong — she is willing to twist the truth to him. And more than that, she's willing to exclude him from the truth. To leave things out.

The volunteering of the truth in this case isn't in the interest of honesty. It's using the truth to cover up another truth— the deal she's made.

And usually, this is easy for Velvet. It doesn't usually make her feel guilty. But she's assumed a few things... incorrectly, about Veneer's concerns, and as she stares at their claws twisted together, Velvet can't help but hear Greed's words on her ears again.

She tightens her grip on his pinky, which results in a really uncanny twist of their arms that... is probably completely normal for rageons but we should all be glad there are no witnesses.]

...Listen up.

I'm going to be really mad if you don't want to do this bar thing for Greed with me.

[She rolls her eyes and sighs—]

But I'm not gonna make you do it this time.

[And then, as if it legitimately almost causes her pain to say it, she grimaces and grumbles—]

You only have to do it... if you want to.

[Of course he wants to work at the bar! ...He wants to say. Why wouldn't he want to? Greed is so cool and the job isn't demeaning like working at some sort of Heaven-brand Starbucks. It's his Heaven, his mind cries, he'd rather do something exciting than waste his supposedly perfect paradise working in food service again.

But then Velvet says something..................weird.]

Who are you and what did you do to my sister?

[And then she takes back her hand and crosses her arms, somehow scowling even harder.]

I'm respecting your right to... make terrible, really bad choices!

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Yooooouuuu respect me?

[Is...is she sure?]

[with the complete cluelessness of someone who truly doesn't comprehend the fullness of their assholery, and genuinely believes what they are saying is true:]

Uh, duh? You're my brother.

[Veneer squints, like he's suddenly studying her. Her respect certainly shows in...interesting ways. Was it that same respect that called him an idiot? Or ignored his pleas when he suggested they shouldn't have to kill the cute little trolls?

...The furry transformation did give him a lot of new, um, thoughts. Maybe....maybe turning into an anthropomorphic version of the world's tiniest murderer machine somehow made Velvet kinder. ...But should he be worried that regular Velvet was meaner than a mink?]

Uh huh.

[Vel may be starting to be changed by her environment... but she still has a long ways to go. So it should be no surprise that 'uh-huh' just gets an eye roll out of her.

She turns away to go to the kitchenette and rummage around for sweets.]

Nevermind. I'm gonna work alone. Totally going solo.

[OH SHIT OH FUCK WAIT.]

No, wait, I'M SORRY!! You wouldn't- You couldn't! You always go on about how it's Velvet AND Veneer!! I'm And Veneer!!

[The super quick way Velvet twists and snaps to look at him with bright eyes and a too-eager smile is probably again not that weird to a rageon but coupled with the whole mink thing...]

So you're gonna do it?

[Ah... so she really did want her way, after all]

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[It's honestly not that weird for a mink, either. They are perfectly normal, it's everyone else who isn't flexible enough. Veneer's own neck shrinks down as he ducks into his own fluff.]

Well...y-yeah!! There's no way I wasn't going to, I'm not boring! Can you tell him that? Can you tell Greed I'm not boring?

Okay, as your sister it's my responsibility to tell you when you're trying too hard, and you are so trying too hard.

[She procures some kind of decorated pudding from the fridge and points her spoon at him once she's grabbed it.]

You just have to take it easy with him. Follow his vibes.

You've picked up on his vibes, right?

I was saving that pudding—

[But no, the moment Velvet tells him he's trying too hard, his face drops. No one likes a try hard and Veneer's old habits are hard to drop. His distress still lingers, but it's nothing he can't slap a mask over. Velvet may fancy herself an actress, but Veneer was never far behind her.]

No, Vel, I was too busy wishing he'd sweep me off my feet and carry me away. Of course I picked up his vibes.

They were hot.

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