Things are very tense

... oops.

Oops? OOPS?!

Nothing! It's nothing!

No, you said oops! You. Said. OOPS. What did you do?

Nothing! Shut up! Look, it's fine, okay!

What did you DO? What happened?!

NOTHING, okay?! What- don't come over here!

What did you do? What went wrong? Where is it?

Nothing, nothing, nothing! Alright? Nothing! It's fine! Everything's fine!

No, it is not all fine. If it was all fine, you wouldn't have said oops!

Well, I didn't, okay? I don't know what you heard! I didn't say oops, nothing is wrong, everything is FINE!

I swear to god, if you did something, and everything goes wrong...

NOTHING will go wrong, okay? OKAY?!

I don't believe you, but I have to get back to my station.

Whatever! Just go already.

I swear, you're going to kill us all someday...

Look, shut up! Just... shut up, okay? Shut. Up.

Colder than an unfired bullet

It was a cold game, this game of sniping. Nothing but crawling around, guessing where the other is at, hoping to remain unseen yourself, and taking a single shot before scurrying away hastily. Sometimes you would throw a rock and try to get the other to reveal their position by drawing their fire there, and tracking their fire back. Sometimes, you have no doubt, they would do the same. Round and round you sneak, hoping sometimes to surprise them from the side, from behind, from anywhere at all, only to catch them unawares and unshielded. Other times, you can barely stand it, and fire off a shot at every noise, real or imagined. You would be hungry, if your stomach could unknot itself at all. Your whole body is taut as a guitar string, and aches for it. All this, and yet you dare not rest, for death would surely come upon you the moment you closed your eyes.

It would seem, at first blush

Oh, come on, stop being such a weenie about this.

But I look ridiculous!

Oh for... no you don't.

I do too.

Okay, well, yeah, you do. But it's an adorable ridiculousness.

...

Now, see, when you blush like that, it's just even more adorable.

You're not making this any easier, you know.

I can't help it if you're being all cute now! If anything, that just makes me want to get you out and show you off all the more!

Nooo!

Yes, and stop arguing. You'll be fine.

Arrgh... alright. Let me finish getting my shoes on.

That's the spirit!