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>"What's this?"
>Your troodon friend look up at you sheepishly.
>In your hands waves her magnum opis, 'The Finnish Line'
>"I-I-It's our next play. It goes over the daily struggles of the students of Volcaldera High."
>She squirms under your skeptical gaze.
>"W-We follow the struggles of one student in particular, an unassuming human with much to offer and little to gain!"
>Her voice pitches higher as her face gets redder. You're unmoved. Her hands join her defense.
>"D-Did you at least read Act III? The heroine lets loose all of her bottled up emotions at the top of the school building!"
>She's standing now, her seat clattering loudly as her eyes grow wild and tail lashes excitedly.
>"T-T-T-T-T-THEY H-H-HOLD H-HANDS A-A-A-A-AND!" She's on the verge of a nosebleed.
>"Judee." You sound like a disappointed mother. Judee clams up and bolts still. "We. Can't. Do this."
>"B-B-B-B-B-B-B-!" She trembles as words fail her. This... writing clear meant a lot to her.
>But did 3/5ths of the entire thing have to be porn?
>You wince as Judee's eyes grow large and moist. Don't pull this card Jude. Not for this.
>You never even considered using your tail for 'that'
>Her bottom lip quivers. It's over.
>"R-Rewrite it," you sigh. "Everything AFTER Act III!"
>"B-B-But that'll skip the tail discussion and the mom getting invo-!"
>"REWRITE IT!"