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 Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:03 pm
No! One of them is YOUR sister.
Who I slept with. ::Sees if that would piss her off and turn her to regular Snow::
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:03 pm
Could be some kinda time travel thing. This is the Snow from before youze guys got divorced.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:04 pm
*struts in, guitar slung over his shoulder*
Evenin' ladies and gents.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:05 pm
:: Looks at him curiously::
My sister? What are you talking about?
::begins to cry::
You're not my sweet Prince come to sweep me away to a castle and marry me? You're sent by my evil stepmother aren't you
::runs across the room and hides behind Fixit::
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:06 pm
Maniacal Norman Osborn *struts in, guitar slung over his shoulder* Evenin' ladies and gents.
gonk heart Morrissey?
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:06 pm
::GROANS!!!::
::sigh::
...Uncle Charming..::a little voice at the door::
::Runs up to him and clings to his leg::
..Winter.. What are you doing up so late..? You should get home, Sweetpea..
: razz icks her up::
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:07 pm
eek twisted
*Pats Snow on the shoulder.* It'll be alright, sweets.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:07 pm
You're not going to take me back to my evil stepmother so she can kill me! I won't let you! How could you do such a thing?
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:10 pm
What's wrong with Mommy...?
..I... am not really sure how to answer that question, Winter.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:11 pm
y, you show me this evil stepmother opf yours. I'll bring her castle down 'round her ears.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:11 pm
My Prince has no children. I was waiting for all these years for this day. I thought he'd come for me but really it was only an evil person sent by her
::cries::
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:12 pm
l-lellboy Maniacal Norman Osborn *struts in, guitar slung over his shoulder* Evenin' ladies and gents.
gonk heart Morrissey? Morrissey? Don't think so. Name's Eddie Knox, pal, and don't forget it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:13 pm
WHERE'S MY SWEET PRINCE!?
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:13 pm
She's not.. MY kid..
::squirms out of Charming's arms and tugs on Snow's Dress:: MOMMY!!
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:14 pm
::Looks down at the child with a blank expression::
You're very lovely but I don't know where your mother is.
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