"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, Mikeeeeeeeeeeey," Cherry said, drawing it out. "Also, off, please. My arm hurts." She muttered, an eyebrow raised.
"Oh. Sorry." she moved off. "Er, I didn't mean to hurt you. Or shoot you either. Tell me, are we okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, just please don't shoot me again. Medical bills are a bitch." Cherry remarked, patting Mikey's head.
"I know, right? That's why I just keep a medic prisoner and have him fix us up when we get into scrapes. Not that they even mind, free food, no rent, and no worries for the foreseeable future. You should come around sometime, he's mad as a hatter but good at fixin' ya up when ya need it." she grinned madly.
Cherry just looked at her with a quizzical gaze. "Sometimes I really question why I love you so much." She bluntly stated, it being more of a joke then a real response.
"Maybe because I'm so goddamn cute?" Mickey suggested. "Anyways, want to watch television or something?"
"No…" Cherry muttered, scratching her nose. "That's not it. Yeah, definitely not it." She shook her head. "Yeah, but we're watching a science documentary."
"What? No science documentaries until you admit to my cuteness." she glared.
"Nah you aren't cute." Cherry said, bopping her nose. "You're hot. You can't be cute with a shaved head."
"Yeah I can! Dobby is cute, and he's bald…" she said slowly.
"No, Dobby is ugly and a horrible character." Cherry said, they had this argument many times and she wasn't backing down.
"Er, Eleven from Stranger Things?" she offered.
"Never watched it, don't want too." Chery replied.
"Gasp! How dare! We're watching it right now so you can be culturally educated in glory!" she exclaimed mock-dramatically.
"Like I said before, I dont want to watch it." Cherry retorted, trying to cross her arms but failed, as her right arm was still in the cast.
"Fine. But I'm still cute." she said argumentatively.
"Hmmm." Cherry looked at her a bit longer. "Whatever floats your boat sweetie."
