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Fubuki and Flare just stopped and stared at each other, the tension still thick. Flare just sighed, his skin cooling back down to its usual charcoal black. "Summer's right about that..." He said. "Sorry, it's just that she and I have really clashing personalities and she always seems to find a way to push my major anger buttons a lot...." Flare explained, still staring at Fubuki. "Why we were both chosen to be on the same Dragoon team is something we're still trying to figure out..." Flare sadder as he pulled up a seat from the next table to sit closer to the group, thou still a good distance from Fubuki in case she tried something.
Zephyr saw the tutu appear on him after Ryuu sneezed and groaned. "I'm normally fine with this type of stuff, I did grow up the only sone with a very difficult dad, but I do have standards, you know!" Zephyr said indignantly as he tried to take off the tutu, ignoring the laughter from his friends.
"I am Gufuu's nephew, you know..." Zephyr said as he glared at Rip.