Chapter 3

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Dante: I think you should get out of bed.

Zhalia: I think you should get out of my face.

Dante: But I love your face. *Kisses her forehead*


Dante: I wonder how everyone's doing.

Dante: *calls them on the TV*

Zhalia: Come back here, I'm gonna kick your ass anyway! Oh, hi.

Dante: I think everything's gonna be ok.


Zhalia: The kids broke the sink!

Dante: I think everything's gonna be ok.


Sophie: *playing her flute*

Zhalia: At least, you can accompany us while we sing.

Sophie: *angry flute playing*


Zhalia: Something is off.

Dante: What you mean?

Zhalia: Something is off...


Dante: Someone send help, I was not prepared for guests.

Zhalia: I could-

Dante: No throwing them out!

Zhalia: I got nothing.


Zhalia: 5 year old me could kick your butt.

Dante: I would thank her then feed her.


Sophie: It's ok, just pay me back later.

Zhalia: Bitch better have my money.


Huntik headcanon: Dante holding Zhalia's hand to his cheek.


Dante: *calls Zhalia*

Zhalia: Hey.

Dante: Is my house ok? I just got this bad feeling.

Zhalia: *looking over the mess in the kitchen from the food fight then to the other mess of torn up pillows in the living room*

Zhalia: It's fixable. Nothing important broke.


Lok: Who would win-

Zhalia: Me.

Lok: Ok, but I wasn't done.

Zhalia: Still me.


Zhalia: *staring at Lok*

Lok: ?

Zhalia: *fixes his hair*

Lok: ???


Zhalia: Dante, make it stop being hot.

Dante: You're in front of the AC.

Zhalia: Fix it.


Lok: So bored...

Sophie: Where's your puzzle?

Lok: All done.


Zhalia: Where is everyone?

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