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Otto stared at Dakota from his curled up position on the couch, his nose scrunched as he ate a cookie Otto had wanted to eat.

"No, Dakota." He could smell his friend's sour brain thoughts from across the room. He huffed and resumed reading a Bleach manga he was borrowing from Allen.

Otto pointedly kept from acknowledging Dakota's presence as the tall man paced, casually flipping through the comic with mild interest. He rolled his eyes as the man bantered on and on. "Yes it's from Allen. Dakota.." He sighed and rested the manga face down on his lap as he cranked his neck back to look up at the giant.

"Why would a bunch of trainee girls build weapons to kill the guys? Are you high?" He cocked an eyebrow high, "I ain't goin' nowhere. it's a girl party."

Otto gave the man a sour look. Maybe he didn't know. "You know we broke up, right?" He scoffed lightly, his eyes lidding as he picked up the manga once more. Sure he still thought Eva was attractive, but spying on her after would just be... yeah. His brow twitched as the man named off all the fantasies about girl's sleepovers any male might imagine. Of course those were nice to think about. However...

"Dude, that's tempting and all? But these are real women. Not big boobed fantasy women in magazines. I ain't gunna oggle'm while they're havin' a good time in private.... S'disrespectful."

This is also why Otto never got any during his time on the island. Probably.

Otto shrugged lightly, using the book as a way of avoiding eye contact and a means to distance himself from the subject. "It just wasn't working. She's a great friend, but that's all she ever seemed to want to be." A very distant friend he saw a couple times a year.

Dakota's honestly made Otto smirk in amusement, shaking his head with his eyes still glued to the page. "You're awful, dude." His eyes finally peeked up from the book, "But I'm still not going." He insisted deadpan.

Otto grunted from the solid pat on the back, shoulders hunching in response to the sudden blow. He gave the man an exasperated glare as he prattled on about the sleepover, despite his best efforts to make it go away. "I ain't scared. I just don't wanna." Why was he bothering? Dakota wasn't listening. He sighed heavily, looking back to his book with forlornness.

Dakota seemed to have decided for him that they'd go, making Otto sputter in attempt to disagree. "Wh----No----Da----I'm NOT going girl shopping!" Otto barked, perhaps still whiny over the painful pat on the back.

"Know why they called it a Girl's Night? Cause it's girls only."

Curse his small size and his light weight! He'd been so sure he was growing too, yet it would never be enough to stop Dakota from carrying the boy over his shoulder like a small child.

"Goddamit, Dakota!" He growled, squirming in his grip as his comic flopped helplessly to the floor. "Lemme go! I ain't gunna be a pawn in your perverted plot!"

Embarrassing. No, this would be beyond that. Traumatizing! All the girl's would see him as some perverted little snot nosed brat after this! Lower than Dakota! He at least had his height, braun and looks going for him! This would ruin him for any remaining respect the island might have!

Panic. Panic!

"Dude No! NO!" Otto flailed now, punching and kicking at the man from his spot on his shoulder. "This is stupid! You're stupid! STUPID!"