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[ There's a little sheep going around campus... okay no, not really. Sort of. There's a Mareep turned human going around, with a basket carried in both hands. It's filled with what looks like tissue paper, tied and wrapped around a thing. ... Like circular balls. Oh, how mysterious! Sometimes, her basket might look nearly empty. But no worries, 'cause she'll soon have more in there.

And she's looking for people. Anyone. Everyone. You. Or maybe you. She's especially looking for faces she recognises, even if those faces don't recognise her.

Or maybe she's never seen you before, but hey, if you're around and don't look terribly busy (or maybe you are), maybe this girl with too much light blonde hair will come over to you. What's up?

And people whose rooms she knows of or of their classrooms, hey, you're getting a visit. Library goers, too. Greenhouses. The stadium. The gym.

Everyone, you are going to meet this girl.

Spoilers, for those with good noses: it smells like chocolate. ]

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[ She nods her head. ]

He doooes. He taught me how to reeead, but he teaches eveerrryone tooo. I can show you his classroooom!

[Pulse smiled. Though he didn't know if this person would be able to help him in any way, he didn't mind being introduced to him, at least. He held men of science in high regard.]

Oh... That would be great.

Though...

[He happened to glance back at the stacks of books resting on the coffee table in front of him.]

I should probably... I'm going to have to finish my studying. I'm sorry.

[He suddenly brightened up, turning back to face Maisy.]

Is there any way I could meet up with you again, when I'm done?

I live with Gooold. We live in BEEE-Thirteeeen. You can visit us annnytiiime, we like having frieends round.

[ Which was good, with the way Maisy invited anyone to visit them at their room. At the subject of studies though... ]

If you like studdyyying, you should join Mister Gorrdaaan's class! I'm in it too, then we can study togeeetheer, and with 'lorah!

Oh... okay.

[Pulse wasn't yet used to being invited places.]

I guess, when I'm not busy, I might be able to visit.

[Though he usually likes to stay busy as long as he can, so there's likely little chance of that happening... he felt it was still important to have alternatives, just in case.]

I'll see if it's possible that I can come to Mister Gordon's class, if it doesn't conflict with my schedule... or anything.

[He didn't mean to sound so blunt; he was just being honest.]

...I mean, I would like to come. Thank you for... thanks for inviting me... and for chatting with me.

[ It didn't sound at all blunt to Maisy, who nodded as he spoke. ]

It's okaaay, I like talking to peeeople. I like making friends.

[ Maybe she could have helped him with his work- but though she would have liked to stick around, Maisy also knew there were more people she had to find to hand out chocolates to! Her feet had slipped off the couch, and she remembered then what had made her approach Pulse at all (other than a nosy curiosity). ]

Maa, Pulse! Can you eat chockollaate? [ Her basket was now back with her, and Maisy looked at Pulse as she asked the question. ]

Choc... Chocolate? Oh...

[Since it was a normal everyday thing for people to be expected to be able to eat, he had a somewhat scripted response ready.]

...I'm afraid I can't. My body doesn't agree with it. I'm sorry.

[He glanced down at the basket.]

Is that what that is, there?

Yeaah, 'cause it's Varentiime's Dayy tomorrow. [ She tilted the basket slightly on her lap, to show a bundle of small ball-shaped pieces inside, wrapped up in colourful tissue paper. ] People give friends chockolates, so I'm giving them to everyone I knooow.

[ Even though she wasn't particular on anything but its smell. She loved sweet foods, and would eat anything at all generally, but if had to be picky... ]

[Oh, right... Valentine's Day. Even with his limited experiences with the real world, he recognized the day when males were often surprised with gifts from females, usually of chocolate. In places outside of his home country of Japan, males and females often exchanged gifts on the same day, instead of waiting a month for the males to give back to the females who gifted them...

There had been a few times, especially after he had become a world-famous celebrity, that he had been approached by girls his age offering gifts of chocolate. He hated to disappoint them by having to turn them down, but at the same time, he didn't see the point in just letting their gifts go to waste... It was a conundrum.]

That's very kind of you. And I can see that you put a lot of work into that... The packaging, it looks very nice. I'm sorry that I can't accept any, but I'm sure that... anyone else, I think, anyone who can, they would really appreciate it.

[ Maisy leaned back the basket normally, and gave Pulse a smile. ]

Yeah, one of my friends reeallly liikes chockolates. I'm going to make him mooore later!

[ A shame she couldn't give him any- but when she had originally thought of just leaving Pulse a piece as he slept, it was for the best that Maisy knew. She'd much rather give him something else he would like. But, maybe Pulse didn't eat normal food, being a computer person? The Mareep, for now, didn't really know anything about that at all...

She got up from the seat, basket in her hands, and she turned to face Pulse. ]

Merryy Vareentiime's tomorrow, Puuulse. Good luck with your classes and getting your broother back! I'll tell Mister Gordooon about him if I see hiiim, too!

[Pulse, always courteous, also stood up. Facing Maisy, he put his fingers to his helmet and bowed his head with a smile.]

Merry Valentine's Day to you too, ma'am. Thank you. And, thanks for sitting and chatting with me, too.

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