Wanna know a secret?

Dolce has never played a video game in his entire life.

Okay he doesn’t actually [i]tell[/i] you this. Cunning little cotton clouds are notoriously tight-lipped. It’s true. But what else can it mean, the way he looks at these arcade cabinets? Once, twice, many muches, he circle-hops as you play, and doesn’t find anything of what he’s looking for, if that furrowed brow and tilty noggin mean anything. Then what does the sillyhead do when you give him a turn? Tapataptaps at the buttons. Wigglewagglewoggle the stick. Gets his ear reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall close to the controls as he fiddles with them until his ship inevitably gets kidnapped by the aliens. No self-preservation instincts at all. Maybe that’s why he fell for the decoy trap?

Though. Hrm. Is it really much of a secret? If everyone can see him hopping through the arcade like he’s hopping through a dream? Because, you know, you only get to walk into an arcade for the first time once. Though, you get a free first walk-in at every arcade you go to, but you’re only gonna walk into an arcade for the first time for the first time once! It’s special, y’know? You never really forget, unless you do, but then that’s usually because it gets mixed up with all the other happy arcade memories in a big, warm stew, and stew’s pretty good too. Especially on chilly nights, with freshly-baked rolls, and someone to curl up with…

Um! Point is! Everyone here knows the look of someone drinking in their first arcade. And you’re an everyone, so you know it too. The way the rows are set up juuuuuuust so to guide you towards easier fare at first, instead of tossing you right in the deep end or getting yourself so lost you’ll be trapped there forever. The choices of which cabinets go next to what, how bright are these lights, which ones gets modded with prettyful lights, as you browse this garden of video gamey delights. Volumes carefully tweaked so as not to be overwhelming. Though you do graciously wrap one of your fluffy and beautiful tails around his silly ears, just to be safe. Can’t have anyone forgetting who’s the revenger here.

So what if he keeps losing? So what if he’s content to perch on a stool beside you, as you win duel after noble duel on the cabinets except for the ones where you must have had something in your eye and also your buttons wouldn’t listen to you? Let your victim drink in his first arcade. He’ll only ever get the one.

…oh! Your prisoner’s brushing at your tail, looking like a Clearly Lost Space Sheep. He must have wandered over to the rhythm games while you were defending your title as Best Fluffybiscuits. You’d better go and save him from his [i][b]triple S?!?!?![/b][/i]

“What does that mean, exactly? I thought I was doing better, but that is much lower than A. Am I missing something?” He frowns, most villainously, as he inspects touchpad, motion sensors, the lot, hunting for their secrets.