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 Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:31 pm
Why are you looking at me?
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:31 pm
::puts her little hands on her hips::
I am NOT a bad wolf!
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:32 pm
Isn't that how the story goes, Charming?
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:32 pm
That's what you always say. One of these days, you're going to learn how to be a PROPER Big Bad Wolf!
Now, don't you DARE untie those pigs while I go out and get their brother. Your old man is going to show you how it's done!
:grabs his suitcase of brushes and puts on a pair of glasses to head to the house of Practical Pig::
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:34 pm
Yeah but I'm not Kissing Wolf to make him wake up.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:34 pm
Daddy! That's not how we hunt! What's wrong with you?
::cries as he leaves::
Now he's never going to help fix mommy!
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:35 pm
Well I figured that seeing Snow and Winter like this he snap out of it.
*bites her lower lip trying not to burst out in laughter from the though of charming kissing Bigby.* Well it would be a shock to the system..
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:37 pm
::Looks at Cindy::... stare
Get those FANTASIES out of your head.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:40 pm
Golly, Fiddler, do you think the Big Bad Wolf is gonna get Practical?
I don't know, Fifer! Oh, if only we had listened to him and built our houses of bricks instead of straw and sticks.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:41 pm
::spins around to face the others with a stern look totally reminiscent of her mother::
Somebuddy has got to fix my daddy NOW!
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:42 pm
Prince Charming Of Fables ::Looks at Cindy::... stare
Get those FANTASIES out of your head.
*puts on an innocent look.* I need to focus on other things than going to the ball.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:42 pm
stare YOU do that.
::Looks at the Pigs::.. Where the hell did he even find you guys?
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:42 pm
At least the kid seems to have stopped flickering like an old light bulb.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:44 pm
Uncle Charming. Can you fix him?
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:45 pm
He found us singing our songs by our houses!
I build my house of straw
I build my house of hay
I toot my flute
I don't give a hoot
And play around all day!
::though still tied up, the pigs get to their feet and dance::
I build my house of sticks
I build my house of twigs
With a hey-diddle-diddle
I play on my fiddle
And dance all kinds of jigs
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