You were grabbing a soda can as Swap grabbed a pot for dinner. "So. Um. Do you like chicken or pork better?" Swap asked. You perked, just about to lift the tab of the soda can, before shrugging. "Either is fine." Swap huffed. You always say that.

You rarely showed emotion and it concerned him. What if you were having a hard time? What if you felt like cutting or finding some kind of drug to use? He can never tell. And he has two sons! "Um. Rice or Mashed Potatoes?"

"Mashed Potatoes. Rice is hard to get off your plate." Swap perked, turning to you, as you opened your soda can and took a sip. "... Water or Soda?" You glanced over before looking up to think. "Depends. But mostly soda." Swap smiled a bit as he kept asking you questions. Even Fell left to, in his words, "throw up".

It soon went back and forth, some of the others joined in too! Swap was smiling, plus blushing a bit, as you snickered at WingDing's story. You glanced over at Swap and smiled softly. Swap's face got bright blue/orange as Fell rolled his pupils. You turned and stuck your tounge out at Fell.

"OH YOU WANNA GO PUNK!?" You got up and ran as Fell chased you. Swap soon teleported to chase Fell. "GUYS! Fell, come on, leave (him/her)-" Swap stopped when he saw you actually tripped Fell. Nobody in the house even poke him without him knowing.

You stood up, brushed yourself off, before looking at Swap. "I was a sameri before I met you guys." Swap watched you walk by but wasn't prepared for your lips to be against his cheekbone. "I'll clean up dinner." You said over your shoulder as Swap couldn't help but to smile at himself.

"What a gal/guy..."