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[the camera clambers on as the SFC gets knocked off a shelf by a massive, candy colored bull's horn as Tavros shakes his head. He's currently dressed like Pupa Pan, complete with a pair of fake wings strapped to his back]

But, uh… Tiger Beetle, is the one that is supposed to be rescued.

[Nepeta lets out a small growl of frustration, making the feathers in her hair shake. She is quite obviously dressed as Tiger Beetle, and its just as obvious they've been having this argument for a while now, interrupting their happy fun pretend times.]

No no no, that doesn't make sense! Tiger Beetle is furocious, just like her name! When those nasty purrates tried to capture her she went grrr and bit all their heads right off!

But… Pupa Pan is the hero! He, uh… always flies in, on his great big wings and, uh… saves the day with his, strength and c-confidence!

But purrhaps this time he didn't need to! Beclaws Tiger Beetle already did it fur him! So instead of fighting the mean purrates they can fly somewhere else together and have fun and more adventures!

[Tavros had better watch out, at the word fun her hands came up in front of her with her fingers curled towards her palms and she half-crouched in her typical pouncing stance. And on adventure she does indeed tackle him, laughing.]

[Tav topples backwards off his metal legs and lands with an audible OOF off his back, flailing a moment before he starts laughing too]

That sounds... like a good idea!

Then Tiger Beetle and Pupa Pan fly off to...where are we going next??

[She's half flopped onto him as she asks, still giggling as she fixes the angle of his hat which got knocked askew during her pounce - and then notices the light on the SFC blinking and pokes at it with one of her feet until it switches off.]

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No! I, uh... don't want you to say things that are mean, about the things we do for fun.

Tavros, I say mean shit to everyone.

I know, but I am trying to stand up to myself more. Especially now that my confidence legs are fixed and can again cary my onward to having high esteem.

Legs aren't the key to having high esteem, moron.

Oh, but... it really is! Trust me as to this being, a very true fact! Having legs that move and walk, and be useful, are definitely the way, to having high self esteem.

Are you sure you didn't suffer brain damage those times you fell down the stairs? Legs aren't going to solve anything but your ability to walk and do other leg stuff.

Yes, exactly!

-=it's the same thing, clearly=-

Brain damage it is, then. Great to know.

[Not what Tavros meant, but oh well.]

I don't... I don't have brain damage! I am perfectly, uh... fine.

You don't even sound sure of yourself there.

I am. I am, uh... quite sure, of my mental facilities. My legs... were the only things that did not work, and they are fixed now.

Then tell me, if you're so sure legs are the key to your confidence. How confident were you back when your original legs still worked?

It was definitely more than, uh... when I was stuck in the four-wheel device.

Shut up about the four-wheel device for a minute. I'm asking you in general, dipshit, not comparatively.

Does it, really matter? I want to look to a bright future, and not dwell on the past. Even if, uh... it's hard to forget.

Just tell me. I'm trying to make a point here, and yes, it is a worthwhile one.

Uhhhh. Not very much, I guess...

See? You might have more self-confidence with working legs than you did without, but it is not the key to having it in general. If you want that, you're going to have to work on things in general, and not rely on the fact that Kanaya hacked your torso in half and Equius attached some mobile hunks of metal there.

But... non of that ever, uh... works.

Tavros. I am the most self-loathing guy you're ever going to meet. You and everyone else saw how I argued with myself all the fucking time in those memos, didn't you? So trust me, I know that whole self esteem shit isn't exactly easy. But if you don't even try to fix it, you're going to be wimpy and weak-willed forever.

I usually don't even give half a fuck enough to be nice to you, but I am getting down off my asshole throne for the moment to give you some legit advice. Legs aren't going to solve everything for you, so keep at it.

I, uh... don't really know, what else to do. Having fake confidence, and standing up to Vriska, only got me, uh... dead.

That's because Vriska's a crazy ass bitch and she's god tier.

[He lets out a breath.]

Listen. Months and months ago when you were here the first time, Terezi and I wound up letting you stay with us to keep you safe from Vriska after what happened back in the Veil. Moreso Terezi than me, but I still helped to get you there - point being, sometimes you have to rely on other people, too. If you don't know what to do, ask people, because even if there are a lot of assholes around, there's also people who are stupidly eager to be helpful and supportive about that kind of crap. It's not going to work all at once, either, so have some patience about the whole thing, even if it's not easy.

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