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You're not the boss of me. Stop telling me what to do.

No matter what you say, you're not gonna convince me that this is okay. If you can't stop for five seconds to figure out why, that's your problem.

I don't care what you have to say.

Edited 2012-02-28 02:47 (UTC)

You're too busy standing here with your fingers shoved in your ears, refusin' to even listen to a word I say! You don't care what I have to say, huh?! That I'm not gonna "convince you it's okay?!" That's fine! Then you don't care that I came to tell you I'm not doin' it then, I guess!

Good for you, now-

[...Say what?]

[Nope now he's turning around and walking in the other direction, Silver. If you don't want to talk, then just fine, Silver. He's done wasting his breath on deaf ears.]

[...He's relieved. The relief almost successfully manages to settle him into a more complacent mood.

Almost.]

Don't lie! You wouldn't have said half the stuff you did if you came here to say that! [The relief has, however, successfully managed to make his mood completely flip over. Instead of cold and harsh detachment, his words now hold raw and fiery anger.]

Edited 2012-02-28 06:07 (UTC)

[The moment Silver speaks, Gold's shoulders tense, anger through every fiber of his body now. He quickly whips around to face Silver.]

What I said here is what I want! But it's not always about what I want! It's what the team wants, and if the teams wants something different from what I want, well guess what? Then the decision I make has to be for what the team wants!

...That's what a leader has to do.

[...What a leader has to...]

[...Yeah, that's right. Gold's the leader. And he's making the best decision for everyone... Like a leader.]

[...He nods, but can't quite bring himself to make eye contact with Gold.]

[Gold just turns away from Silver again, he certainly can't bring himself to face Silver.]

[...Sigh. Silver walks up to Gold and tries to turn him around. Not by his shoulder, but by his sleeve.]

[What, now he wants to say something? Gold doesn't budge yet, just shooting Silver a glance.]

[Silver... Whacks Gold on the back of the head. Hard.

...But his expression has softened up to something considerably more normal.]

You're right. You're the leader. Which means while you get to take the lead and call the shots, we follow your lead... But we look out for you, too.

[Gold shoots a glare at Silver. A glare which fades once he sees the expression on Silver's face... and hears those words.

...So he strikes Silver in the stomach with his elbow.]

Yeah, yeah, I know.

[...Oh you did not just- shove.] Good.

[He did so. Shoving harder!]

Good!

[SHOVING- okay no, he doesn't feel like it. Not today. They can pick a fight tomorrow or something.] Good.

[wait what, he's giving up? He'd goad Silver into continuing... Except he doesn't feel like it after everything that's happened.]

Fine. But if you're looking out for me, how about saying somethin' next time instead of just flouncing off?

I did.

Not really. Do you really think "Don't do it" [He says that part in his best imitation of Silver.] is gonna stop me?

Edited (I accidentally a word.) 2012-03-01 01:47 (UTC)

If you said "don't do it," I'd listen or at least ask why. [Instead of driving home the fact that... No, don't think about it. Don't think about it.]

You know I'm stubborn. [God, Silver, shame on you.]

And I'm not? [Come on, Gold.]

That's one competition I'll let you win.

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