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"STOPPP! CUT!" Jason screamed at the top of his lungs with his hands in the shape of a T. "I don't want to reminisce about 11 year old me anymore."
He stumbled backwards, and his butt slammed hard into the platform of ice beneath them. His face flushed red at his embarrassing past, and Eve laughed, placing her hand on Jason's shoulder.
"Pfft," she giggled. "So you weren't pretending to be weak when we first met? With the kicking and running?"
The silver-haired vampire bit her bottom lip and rolled on the ice hysterically, unable to hold in her laughter.
Jason cast his glance downward and avoided his sister's gaze with shame.
"Y-you thought I was?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yeah! I joined you in training, because I thought you were a humble master trying to mix in with the people around you. But in reality, you were just as you seem. Hahahaha."
