[ she is going to take all of the gifts inside and admire the amazing mech piece for a couple of minutes before finding somewhere to display it in her room. she'll eat the cookies later and, well, the fuzzy dice are definitely going to be going into one of her cars! this is such a great gift. ]
[ HURRICANE! ]
[ she'll be popping out of her room to go knock on his door. ]
Mine too! I can't wait to get them into my car! I knew something was missing, but I couldn't put my finger on what.
[ she steps back, but takes his hand, leading him back to her room. ] I've been working on something for you too. Oh, and I found the perfect spot to display my cute mini mech. [ motions to it sitting on a shelf. ] I love it.
I think it's awesome, and if you think that's kind of janky, then just wait until you see what I've been working on. [ because it's kind of janky too! ]
c'Mon. [ she drags him toward her room and then her closet, but stops him. ] Close your eyes.
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[ she is going to take all of the gifts inside and admire the amazing mech piece for a couple of minutes before finding somewhere to display it in her room. she'll eat the cookies later and, well, the fuzzy dice are definitely going to be going into one of her cars! this is such a great gift. ]
[ HURRICANE! ]
[ she'll be popping out of her room to go knock on his door. ]
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Hey, dude - what's up?
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Thanks for the presents, Hurricane.
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Couldn't let you go another day without fuzzy dice. It was kinda breaking my heart.
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[ she steps back, but takes his hand, leading him back to her room. ] I've been working on something for you too. Oh, and I found the perfect spot to display my cute mini mech. [ motions to it sitting on a shelf. ] I love it.
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Sorry it's, uh. Kinda janky.
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c'Mon. [ she drags him toward her room and then her closet, but stops him. ] Close your eyes.
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[Closes? His eyes??]
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Alright, OPEN.
[ she reveals this! though... it's definitely not nearly as polished. it looks like a bird though, so that's a plus, hooray! ] I was trying to make it look like Koosh. [ she puts a hand on her hip and stares at it. ] I think I did okay.
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[ and then the ground shakes, and d.va gets a ping on her phone. ]
Eh?! What the hell was that?
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[He reaches out for the wall.]
An earthquake, I guess? C'mere, you're supposed to get in the doorway.
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HURRICANE! It's here! IT'S HERE!
[ shows him the notif about the monster truck, but then she barely let's it sink in before she's grabbing him and dragging him to the elevator. ]
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[Then he actually reads the notif, and:]
It's HERE!
[She doesn't have to drag him for long; he's tearing off after her down the hall in about 2.5 seconds.]
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[ once they get outside there is a huge monster truck sitting outside. it's the size of two cards and probably the height of four cars. ]
Holy. fucken. shit. HURRICANE LOOKS AT THIS THING!
...it's beautiful...
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[He is SPEECHLESS.]
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It's... so big.
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...let's do it.
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Going up!
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And let's get you up here too.
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...holy crap, dude. This is like being on top of the world.
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[ she finds the keys in the ingition, complete with a cute shark charm on them. ]
You ready to do this?
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