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Post by kaelin on Nov 17, 2006 10:44:57 GMT -5
"Can I be a blue one?" Kaelin piped up, grinning at the reactions he got. His mother was right, he could get into a lot of new places.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 17, 2006 11:07:04 GMT -5
 : "Okay, ixnay on the pixietail," Jules said, still giving his son the evil eye. "Perhaps we could turn him into a mouse?" And speaking of mice - everyone's favorite decrepit mouse poked his head out of Kaelin's coat pocket and chittered in irritation. |
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Post by kaelin on Nov 17, 2006 23:40:33 GMT -5
"Hey Mouse," Kaelin said to the mouse as he pulled it out of his pocket and set the mouse on his shoulder, "I take it you don't like the snow, well if dad keeps his threats then I can join you and think of all the fun we can have."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 17, 2006 23:49:52 GMT -5
: "That mouse doesn't like anything." |
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Post by mali on Nov 18, 2006 12:46:03 GMT -5
"Everything but Kaelin from the looks of it." Mali had to comment in disbelief as Kaelin continued to play with the mouse. "Just where did you find that thing anyways?"
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Post by kaelin on Nov 18, 2006 12:54:36 GMT -5
"At Alfea, in your office." Kaelin commented, providing the mouse with a little bit of cheese to eat. "He looked hungery so I fed him."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 18, 2006 18:34:00 GMT -5
: "Speaking of that mouse, that mouse should be dead. It was in that state when your mother and I were your age." |
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Post by kaelin on Nov 19, 2006 0:50:48 GMT -5
"So he age's well. If you turned me into a mouse I could talk to him and find out what life was like for him." Kaelin pondered. "Has this Shining Glory looked at Mouse?"
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Post by mali on Nov 19, 2006 0:55:02 GMT -5
"Not that I know of."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 19, 2006 9:53:31 GMT -5
: "He might have. Don't forget he was Strongheart's tutor, and since I was his squire, well... And I did bring that mouse to one of our classes once..." |
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Post by mali on Nov 20, 2006 18:55:59 GMT -5
"Perhaps he can talk with our mouse and find out why it's lived this long." Mali softly suggested, as she eyed the mouse.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 20, 2006 19:52:18 GMT -5
: "Perhaps," Jules said quietly. "The only question is - how is Christine going to handle the implosion of suitors that want to marry her," he said, before giving a sigh of relief. "And thankfully, we don't have to give her or our daughter a princess ball. I shudder to think of all the chaos resulting from that." |
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Post by tashii on Nov 20, 2006 20:43:19 GMT -5
"Princess Ball? Know what forget I asked, don't want to know and for the record anything with ball and princess can't be good."
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Post by mali on Nov 20, 2006 22:59:35 GMT -5
"They're not that bad," Mali laughed, "It's just a fancy party for the suitors to know that you are now available to officially look for a husband."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 21, 2006 7:27:14 GMT -5
: "And don't worry, little princess," he said, fluffing his daughter's hair. "We're not holding one. Besides, you and m'lady Christine are off the market, since Prince Eris-an seems to fancy you, and since m'lady Christine is seriously involved with Prince Sky." |
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