some random neko script thing

Honey, I know you're in here. You better not pounce on me. I know you want to, I know you're thinking about it, but you *really* don't want to. I was going to take you out for sushi tonight and [sing-song] I'm more than happy to rescind that off~er.

The Listener comes out of hiding

Hi there~. Aw, I 'ruined your fun'? Now you know how I feel getting tackled to the ground when I'm just trying to go to the bathroom.

I don't understand how you have fun wrestling; you're never able to pin me 'cause you're basically a twig; I can't grapple you, 'cause you're way too slippery. I swear you're basically made of slime. So, it just ends with me sitting on your chest until you give up.

What do you mean, "That's the point"? Oops, said too much? You said ~too~ ~much~! I didn't know you liked being pinned down! Oh no no no, you aren't going back to your room, not after telling me something like this! [laughs] Yea, no; I *know* you don't have work to do.

You told me 15 minutes ago you were done for the day. Yea, didn't think that one through, didja? Come on, sit down on the couch, I have something special planned for you. There you go, now I'll sit, hmm, here. Of course, I'm sitting in your lap, 'cause I know you ~lo~ve ~it. Also, I can't let you be gett~ing aw~ay~. Why am I doing this? Well, I'm running an experiment of my own; I want to see if I can embarrass you so much that your face explodes.

Oh yes, you have to participate; you have to sit here, red in the face, and listen to me talk about how much I ad~ore yo~u. [baby voice] Ohw, I know, what a cruel girlfriend I am, how dare I smother you in affection.

Let's seeee, how do I love thee; let me count the ways.

I too can count higher than 5; look, it was super late at night, my brain wasn't working; I can come up with equally as many times you did something stupid. Remember ______? Ooh, touchy, touchy. Let's seeeee, You're sweet, thoughtful; you always encourage me when I have a bad day, you always try your best and work hard, despite me trying to get you to take breaks. I love your floofy ears, your smile, your eyes-- look at me-- *more forcefully* look at me; see that's not so hard, is it?

Why am I doing this? Because you need it; yes you do, you always dismiss me whenever I compliment you, if it's work it's "alright, but really sloppy" or " it could've been done faster"; if it's your outfit you insist I'm just saying that, or, "it's not *that* hot". So no, you will accept my praises, ok?

Of course, I mean them! I mean all of it, why would you think I don't? No one has told you that before? What, did your ex-girlfriends *never* compliment you? I'm your first? *realizing + more sweetly* Ohh, you're just anxious;