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[guppy_sandhu]

"Just leave me alone, I'm not doing anything to you."
"You're in the way Sandy."
"Let's put him out of the way."

The door swings shut - a gym locker door today - with an eight-year-old Guppy with his coat and jumper hooked neatly onto the peg so that his legs dangle. He looks surprised to say the least that he's ended up back in the bar he was in the other day, but right now is more concerned about what his mum will say about the stretched jumper. He squirms, trying to lift himself up on the peg so that he can unhook himself.

And then sighs, because being stuck on the inside of a locker door is just plain embarrassing.

Little help over here?

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[guppy_sandhu]

"He says he named me so he can call me what he likes."

[the-h-star-r.livejournal.com]

"But... Usually when they pick one name, that's it. You're called that name. Or other nice things."

[guppy_sandhu]

He shrugs slightly.

"I get called lots of things. Boy isn't so bad."

[the-h-star-r.livejournal.com]

Homestar pouts.

"But Gurpreet sounds nicer."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Thanks Mr Runner."

[the-h-star-r.livejournal.com]

Homestar smiles a little.

"No problem."

He tilts his head to The Bar.

"C'mon. Let's get some melonade."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Okay. Thanks."

He follows.