"I can't believe you just did that!" A shocked look passed over her features as she said this.
Raising his eyebrow he replied flatly, "Yeah? Well believe it dork wad."
"That was so rude! How could you do that kind of thing?!" She started shaking with fury.
With a smug look he replied, "Natural talent, my dear. Natural talent."
"Talent? That isn't talent! That's cruelty! That was horrible! That was a, a, a sin!" She then twitched and glared at the poor, poor boy.
Smirking he answered, "Ah, cruelty. Yet another natural talent. Sorry dear, it's in my blood."
"Tch. That doesn't mean you should do stuff like that! Tsk. Tsk. Shame on you." Throwing her arms dramatically, she shook her head disappointingly at him.
Glaring at her he responded, "Oh, shut it. You know as well as I do that I don't give a damn about what people think."
"Not even me?" As she spoke, another shocked look crossed her features.
Giving her a skeptical look he asked, "You're human, aren't you?"
"Oh. Okay then." With tear-filled eyed she turned to leave.
Sprouting a shocked look he questioned, "Where're you going?"
"You don't give a damn, remember? I'm leaving."
Frowning he asked, "But why?"
"Because you don't give a damn! If you don't care about me, what's the use of staying?"
Blinking, he finally realized his mistake. Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her into a firm hug. "That's other people. You're different Love. Please don't leave me."
"But why?" She asked this with a teary smile.
Smiling softly, he kissed her forehead and told her, "Because I do give a damn about you, just you. I love you freckle-face."
She chuckled and punched his arm playfully. "I love you too foot-licker."