[Singing has always sort of been his and Cheerios's thing. It happened when they were alone in the house or hotel or out on the road. Despite the silly nature of the song, Henry's not actually half bad.]
[He has Cheerios do a little twirl and the Eevee stamps his back paws in delight. FUCK YES DANCING. FUCK YES EVERYTHING.]
[AND THEN LUST SHOWED UP. Henry made a noise in the back of his throat and stood up, lifting Cheerios by his paws. The little Eevee kicks his feet in surprise. THIS IS A NEW DANCE HE'S NOT SURE IF HE LIKES THIS.]
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[He has Cheerios do a little twirl and the Eevee stamps his back paws in delight. FUCK YES DANCING. FUCK YES EVERYTHING.]
[AND THEN LUST SHOWED UP. Henry made a noise in the back of his throat and stood up, lifting Cheerios by his paws. The little Eevee kicks his feet in surprise. THIS IS A NEW DANCE HE'S NOT SURE IF HE LIKES THIS.]
Um.
Vee! Vee! Vee!
Ah! Sorry, Cheerios.
[He bundles the little normal-type in his arms.]
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