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(( in fact, he was thinking that it was Mipsy that was playing tricks on him...))
((Ahh.... Well, he still yelled for Mipsy, so she still went poofies. So there was still nothing to find....
sweatdrop I'll fix it...
redface ))
No fun... Nick thought, slipping back into the shadows. A thought occured to her. Now would be a good time to mess with his wardrobe. Now, white underwear is all well and good. Very normal, in fact. But white
everything was a little overboard. While he played twenty questions, she could continue cat-and-mouse, and catch up on the haunting in a little while. She returned to his room through the shadow she had hidden in, dropped lightly to the floor and stole over to the wardrobe. Whatever lock he had on it gave way under a little shadowy manipulation, and she opened the doors.
She smiled, and not in such a nice way, either. He was going to
die when he saw his new designer wardrobe....
She snapped a silk sheet out of absolutely nowhere, fixed it to absolutely nothing between eyes and clothes, counted to three and snapped her fingers, pulling the cloth out of the air and back into oblivion.
She grinned broadly at his clothes.
They were all very brightly colored.
She liked the blue suit with the vari-colored polka dots best, but the fuscia one was a close second. There wasn't a speck of plain white anywhere to be found in his clothes. She quietly closed the wardrobe, and tucked herself back into the shadows, pausing midstep to his shadow, which gave her a very nice place to listen.
((Gomen... <= Sowwy> Is this better?))
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