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"KANKRI VANTAS! GET YOUR SWEATER ON RIGHT. NOW!"

"No. Porrim, it is too long and looks scratchy. I do not want to wear that #You wouldn't even be able to see my nice belt. #Sorry if I triggered you."

"KANKRI VANTAS. PUT THIS SWEATER ON RIGHT NOW. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WORK AND TIME I PUT INTO THIS?!"

"Fine, I shall try it on. #You have highly triggered me."

And so Kankri pit it on over his armpit high 'righteous' pants.

"I am not happy with how it obscures my pant line... #Just as I thought. #You can't see my nice belt."

"There," Porrim said looking happy "that wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Yes. #Triggered highly."

"Oh shush now. What do you think your doing?" Porrim said as he started to take the sweater off.

"I do not like the sweater, alough it keeps me warm, it is slightly scratchy and it is too long. #Belt, belt, belt. # I want a cookie."

"I didn't think it would have to come to this but. It would highly trigger me if you don't wear it." Kankri froze at her words, his head covered by the sweater. Then he snapped it back on as if nothing had happened.

"Porrim, I adore the sweater you made me. # I apologize for my earlier rudeness."

"It is fine Kankri. Now, you said something about a cookie? Let's go get you one."

They went into the kitchen and Porrim grabbed two cookies from the jar.

"Here Kankri." She said handing Kankri his cookie, while nibbling her own.

She planted a kiss onto his cheek before leaving to her bedroom to design some dresses. She had left not noticing Kankri's face erupting into a candy red blush.