He enjoys his ride a little longer before they enter the next room, slightly hesitant to get off, but he lets go and slides down Maurice's back until his feet are firmly on the floor, staring into the maze. "It's really weird, just...looking at myself when it's like this, yanno? I can't even imagine how it feels for you." And he's not trying to be mean, just serious. The effect is more obvious with the wall of mirrors staring them down rather than just fun mirrors on the wall. His hand finds Maurice's, gives it a quick squeeze of reassurance before he takes a few steps forward, all seriousness gone. "Alrighty, you ready for this?"
"I promise I'm really here." He squeezed Hanna's hand back--cold but firm.
He took his first steps into the maze. He was surrounded by dozens--hundreds of Hannas from all angles. He couldn't help but grin to himself. Look at this...ARMY of doofy tiny redheaded wizards. And they were his. They loved him.
"I've never seen so many cute asses at once. I think I'm gonna pass out!"
Hanna, who had been having some serious thinking going on in that head of his, has to cover his own face when Maurice opened his big idiot mouth. "Whu- Oh my go- Maurice!" He hisses, red as a fucking tomato, shoving his boyfriend out of embarrassment.
It's lucky that no one was around to hear, but god damn, man. He'll just embarrassedly stop forward and try not to think about how doing that will only give him a better view.
"And they're aaaall for me!" Maurice was enjoying himself now. At first he thought he'd feel sad in the maze of mirrors--like he might start feeling like he wasn't real. Or didn't have a soul. Or wasn't a person. But Hanna had taught him that he was. No matter what.
And Maurice, who was a person, just tromped right behind Hanna, clawed hands outstretched and gesturing as if he were going to pinch said cute ass.
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He enjoys his ride a little longer before they enter the next room, slightly hesitant to get off, but he lets go and slides down Maurice's back until his feet are firmly on the floor, staring into the maze. "It's really weird, just...looking at myself when it's like this, yanno? I can't even imagine how it feels for you." And he's not trying to be mean, just serious. The effect is more obvious with the wall of mirrors staring them down rather than just fun mirrors on the wall. His hand finds Maurice's, gives it a quick squeeze of reassurance before he takes a few steps forward, all seriousness gone. "Alrighty, you ready for this?"
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He took his first steps into the maze. He was surrounded by dozens--hundreds of Hannas from all angles. He couldn't help but grin to himself. Look at this...ARMY of doofy tiny redheaded wizards. And they were his. They loved him.
"I've never seen so many cute asses at once. I think I'm gonna pass out!"
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It's lucky that no one was around to hear, but god damn, man. He'll just embarrassedly stop forward and try not to think about how doing that will only give him a better view.
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And Maurice, who was a person, just tromped right behind Hanna, clawed hands outstretched and gesturing as if he were going to pinch said cute ass.
"Ah'm gonna get it!"