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Dean: Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming. Wasn't planning on being up already, but since I'm up now, there better be some coffee in it for me, guys.

*Flapping, chittering, and a door slamming, followed by more chittering and a sloshy sound.*

Dean: Yes, with alcohol.

Angel: Absolutely, little citizens! Angel is on the- You're not Squirrel Girl!

Definitely Not Squirrel Girl Radio )
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SIMMONS: I am perfectly capable of walking on my own without your pushing, you stupid squirrels! I said I'd read your [feedback]-ing news, now stop touching me!

...You can stop touching me too, Donut.

DONUT: Oh, sorry. You should really be more specific.

SIMMONS: Don't touch me, ever. That specific enough for you?

DONUT: Fiiiiiiiine but when you get shot in the head and need CPR don't go complaining to me.

SIMMONS: That doesn't even make sense you stupid idiot!

DONUT: Grif's right, you really need to learn how to control that fiery Latin temper.

SIMMONS: I'M DUTCH-IRISH!

DONUT: Who are you, Jessica Alba? Embrace your Latino side.

SIMMONS: You're going to be embracing my fist with your face if you don't shut up.

DONUT: You know, I thought you were going to go somewhere else with that fist comment.

SIMMONS: I was, but then I was afraid you'd take it as a come on-OW! The back of my head!

DONUT: I think the squirrels want you to try their acorns. Either that or they're pissed you called them stupid.

SIMMONS: Just start reading the news, Donut.

So an effeminate guy and a cyborg walk into a radio station... )

DONUT: I really don't think the squirrels appreciated you calling them stupid earlier, Simmons.

SIMMONS: Why do you say that?

DONUT: I think the glares and the fact they're pointing sharp pencils at you is a giveaway. Oh, and they've been secretly duct taping you to your chair for the whole broadcast.

SIMMONS: WHAT?! Donut, get me out of here!

DONUT: Er, I gotta go...do laundry. Bye!

SIMMONS: It's not even Tuesday! Get back he-OW! The front of my face!

*there's a loud thumping noise and then radio feedback*

[I...don't even have an excuse for this madness. Just accept my deepest apologies]
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I wasn't stealing it! I was borrowing it!

*muffled noises*

Ow! OW! Hey! That hurts!

*more muffled noises, including a few bangs, thumps, and thwacks*

Okay, okay, fine! I'll do it! Uh, is this the microphone? How do you turn it on? Oooooooh. Got it!

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii out there, Fandom! This is Rikku and I was in here looking for treasure, and these squirrels said it's theirs and I think that's mean. So they're are mad at me now and they say I have to read the news. *pause* You're serious? Read the news?

If I do, do I get any treasure?

*muffled noises again*

HEY! QUIT IT! I WAS JUST ASKING!

Hey, Radio isn't treasure ... )

*a few thuds, and then, blissfully, SILENCE*

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