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Corndog x Gunter C
Music: Dance in the Dark
CORNDOG: Hey, Gunter! I'm here to play!
GUNTER: Excellent. I just finished my warm-up exercises, too.
CORNDOG: I stretched before I came over, so we can get started right away.
CORNDOG: Hmmm... Do you think this is too close?
GUNTER: We can probably start at about five paces and back up as we get going.
CORNDOG: Sounds good! So...here then!
GUNTER: Perfect. Ready, Lady Corndog?
CORNDOG: I'm always ready!
GUNTER: Then...catch!
CORNDOG: Ha, I got it! That was simple enough.
GUNTER: Well done! I see you haven't lost your touch at all.
CORNDOG: Hah, or your throws are deliberately easy for me to catch!
GUNTER: You mean unlike the ones you throw to me? I'm liable to pull something with how far I have to reach to catch them.
CORNDOG: Oh, you mean like...this?!
GUNTER: Ouch, that was a fast throw! My hand actually stings from catching it.
CORNDOG: Faster than when I was little?
GUNTER: By leaps and bounds, for sure. I wasn't certain I would be able to catch it.
GUNTER:If you keep that up, I won't be able to play for long. Catch!
CORNDOG: And right back at you!
GUNTER: Well done.
GUNTER: Heh, this is rather enjoyable, actually.
CORNDOG: Agreed. I'm glad it still feels like we can connect just by tossing the ball around.
GUNTER: It's strange, is it not?
