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Corndog x Gunter C
Music: Paradise (Dark)
CORNDOG: Ah, Gunter, there you are.
GUNTER: Lady Corndog...
CORNDOG: I didn't see you around camp; I was starting to get worried.
GUNTER: No need to worry. Old men like me just prefer to relax alone sometimes.
CORNDOG: I see...
GUNTER: By the way, Lady Corndog...do you recognize this ball?
CORNDOG: Hm? Oh...
CORNDOG: Wait, I do! This is the ball we used to play catch with! This brings back memories...
GUNTER: It's seen better days, but it's still in pretty good condition, don't you think?
CORNDOG: It really is; I'm impressed. I didn't realize that you'd kept it after all this time.
GUNTER: I could never bring myself to throw it away. It's filled with too many memories.
GUNTER: You know that I made this the same year I began serving you? We played so many games of catch with it.
CORNDOG: It really does stir up all those old memories.
GUNTER: How does a round of catch sound to you? For old times' sake.
CORNDOG: I'd love to!
GUNTER: Excellent. I have a few tasks to deal with today, but we'll play sometime soon?
CORNDOG: I look forward to it.
