WREN: Hello?
MARIA: Heey, I finished my homework early, comics party at my place?
WREN: Oh, uh, sure.
MARIA: You sound enthused. What’s wrong?
WREN: Well, Sam and I were talking about it the other day, and we ended up getting a bunch of work done on the next one. But we could still come over.
MARIA: Oh. No, that’s cool. I’m glad there’s progress… and I’m glad that you two are getting along so well, apparently. As long as you don’t totally replace me.
WREN: Are you kidding? Maria. We’ve been bests how long? You’re like, the Banjo to my Kazooie. The Mr. Frodo to my Samwise! The Scully to my Mulder!
MARIA: …um.
WREN: …but without the weird sexual tension.
I always knew that Banjo and Kazooie had a thing for each other.
Then when Grunty offers that she will ‘wear Kazooie’s backpack’, what is she really implying O_O
I like how Sam was there one moment and gone the next.
I have a friend who says “you’re the mac to my cheese” and it’s adorable. No sexual tension involved. 😉
Rule 34. You might not have intended to, but you went there. And yes, I *am* looking at you, too, Katherine.