This will *never* not be funny. rest in peace, quality, you will be missed :,D Goldkit- me Lynxstone- @Blazewing202
This was a conversation between Lynxstone and Goldfish in which Goldie consistently fails to pronounce the word “affair”: "Hello," Goldkit grunted, not wanting to seem vulnerable. In his mind, he was a tough, stone-faced, capable cat. But he looked more like what he was, a pouting kit. Lynxstone flicked his tail. He could tell this kit wanted to act braver than he really was. "So, what's your name?" he asked, though he already knew the answer, he didn't want to seem like a creep. "G-goldkit, why would you care?" he grunted, quickly correcting his stutter. Lynxstone flicked his tail. "Why shouldn't I care about my clanmates? Especially the ones that /deserve/ to be here?" he asked, putting a long spin on the word 'deserve'. "And as I understand it, you deserve to be here more than anyone, right, Little Goldenblaze?" he huffed. "What do you mean?" he asked, tilting his small, yellow and black head. "Your father, Blazepaw," he grumbled. "You know about Blazepaw, right, Goldie?" "No-no who's that?" he asked, afraid to know the answer. "You're father," he repeated, smirking. “Oh... wait, what was he like? What kinds of things did he do? ...” He asked, afraid to ask the *other* question on his small kit mind. "Well, I know he had an affair with Silver." He shrugged. "Even though his real mate was my sister, Sparksong." “What’s an applehair?” Goldkit asked, tilting his head *even farther* to the right. Lynxstone let out a laugh. "Appplehair?" he chuckled, holding back laughter. “An allfair? Alpencare?” He said, tilting his head so far to the right that he early fell over. Lynxstone let out even more laughs. "No, an aff-air." he purred slowly. "Not an applehair, and aff-air." “Yeah, what’s an offair?” He asked, tilting his head in the other direction. He continued to laugh. He lashed his tail in amusement, and continued to let out fumbling purrs of happiness. “What’s so funny? I just asked what an angletair is,” he said, looking mildly offended. Lynxstone burst out laughing, smacking the ground in amusement with his front paws. He turned away with a huff of laughter. "Kits these days," he chuckled. “Oooooh, you mean Ellisair!” Lynxstone shook his head, still laughing with studpitity and disgust at the little kit's words. "Applehair? What in StarClan's name is an applehair?" “An tobbledair!” He shouted, a bit angry now. Lynxstone saw the kit was getting angry, so he calmed himself down with some deep breaths and looked him in the eye. "No, it is an affair." “Yeah, an oilfair!” He said, *still* somehow having trouble with the word “affair”. "A---ff---air----" He meowed slowly. “Acklair?”
