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Tumble slunk away from Plato, curling up out of arm's reach. "No. Because there isn't anyone on my mind. But you can tell me yours anyway."

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Plato smirked at Tumble, crawling forward and grabbing him again. He held him close to his chest, putting his knuckles straight on the top of Tumble's head. "Tell." he demanded, smiling widely. "Or I won't stop this time."

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"No!" Tumble fought again, trying to pull free, to squirm out, to do anything but stay caught in his brother's grip. He even tried to tickle him, but he knew it was futile from the start. "Noooo!"

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"You know I'm not ticklish, Tumbley!" Plato laughed, dragging his knuckles across his little brother's head again quickly. "Tell me or I'm not stopping! Who is it! It's not Cassie, is it? She's Alonzo's!"

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"No, it's not Cassie! Let me go!" Tumble reached up, trying to push Plato's paw away.

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"HAH!" Plato let go, pointing in Tumble's face and laughing again. "You admitted it! You do have someone on your mind! Tell me!"

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"No!" Tumble backed into a corner, his fur sticking up from where Plato had mussed it up. "No, I don't, Plato, please... just drop it..."

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Plato tilted his head to the side, looking at Tumble with a confused face. "Tumble, why are you so concerned with telling me?" he asked, scratching his head gently. "It's not like, Jelly or anyone is it? Because, ew." Plato laughed quietly.

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Tumble screwed up his face as well. "No! Ew! It's not Jelly or anyone like that!" He sighed, his head and tail drooping. "It's just... I don't know if I like them or not, but I know it won't matter either way, because they already have another tom. So I'd really just not think about it... okay?"

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Plato moved toward Tumble and poked him in the side. "Awww!" he squealed, clapping a little. "My baby brother has a crush! Come on Tumble, just tell me who it is and I'll leave you alone. Who is it?"

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"It's not a crush!" Tumble protested, batting Plato's paws away. "And I'm not saying anything else!"

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"Fine, fine." Plato grumbled, pouting like a child and hopping back onto the post where Tumble had sat. He crossed his legs at the knees, glancing over to his brother. "So... like, Quaxo's Macavity's son. Weird." he murmured, turning his head back to stare at the sky.

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"You said fine, we weren't going to-" Tumble cut himself off, eyes widening as he clapped his paws over his mouth. He had just given himself away! Of course Plato wasn't talking about his crush specifically when he mentioned Quaxo, but Tumble just had to keep on being mad with his brother...

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Plato raised a brow and glanced over at Tumble, covering his mouth and laughing a little. "QUAXO?" he laughed, looking over at Tumble. "Tumbley, he's Big Mac's son. He might be just like him when he gets older."

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Tumble darted forward, clapping his paws over Plato's mouth. "Shush!" he begged. "Don't tell anyone... I don't know! I know he's Macavity's son... I don't know..." He backed down again, curling into a ball and covering his eyes with his paws. "I don't even know if I like him, Plato... I just can't stop thinking about him! I tried!"