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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:19 am
"That's cheating!" Riley protested, trying to move the fries back. Finding that took too long, since she had one hand and he had two, she pushed the plate away and tried to lean over so she could simply snatch from his 'special stock'. Her stool tilted and wobbled dangerously in the process, since it wasn't exactly made to be tilted like that.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 1:39 pm
Harper eyed her while shoving fries in his mouth, and in a vague attempt at communication said,
"Yourth gonnah breahk thaa othar arhm!" with a grin, nodding at her stool. Momma always said not to talk with your mouthful.. actually, his didn't.
He swallowed, and shoved more fries in to quickly, only to choke briefly and loose a few seconds time. To avoid her stealing more of his cache he threw his body over his section of fries to fend off her hands, "Get your own! LOOK AT ALL THE WHITE ONES ON THE PLATE!!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 7:20 pm
Scowling at his foul play she flung a dripping white fry in his direction before leaning back. The stool creaked and wobbled, but seemed to right itself as she shifted her weight back to where it was supposed to be. Having only one free hand and being unable to fight him properly for cheating she simply dove into the white coated fries with a vengence. There were more of those anyway, so she could still "win". Harper was running out of non-white fries to eat.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 7:27 pm
Grinning Harper moved back some, still huddled over his bit of fries. A bit more cautiously while watching Riley, he began to snarf away.
They were almost of fries completely!
"I'm eating the most!" Harper promptly decided, even though it was likely a lie. Harper lost in more ways than one - his outfit was a total mess in fry sauce now, and his face was totally sticky. Then, he was out of non white fries, and took to pouting at Riley.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 7:32 pm
As far as being a mess was concerned, Riley wasn't much better off. She obviously wasn't the type of girl that cared about getting dirty. "Are not!" Riley countered with a narrowed silver gaze. She was still eating, though how she could still be eating was a mystery. They had both eaten a ton already. "You had to avoid all the white ones and I didn't so I definately at more!" she concluded before popping the last fry in her mouth with a grin of satisfaction.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 7:35 pm
Harper shook his head, "But I could use both my hands!" He reasoned. His stomach gave a disgruntled bubble, reminding him that he should only eat so much and he had certainly passed the limit quite a few dozen fries ago.
"Uggh.." He moaned, holding his tummy and crunching slightly, "I told you those white ones are bad for you!"
By then, as one might understand, Ashley was quite ticked off. Her son ruined his clothes, looked like a mess, and was all sick again. The song ended, and deciding to 'teach' him a lesson about being presentable, she cleared her throat.
"Excuse me. Harper, will you and your friend get up here now, please?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 7:45 pm
"They are not. Maybe you just can't eat as much as me," Riley said, though this time the comment was not about the competition but more about his...health. Or whatever. She reached out to pat his shoulder and didn't pause for his mother's request. Casting a side-long glance at his mother she scowled, "He's not feel'n well! Geeze." What a weird lady. Like hell she'd go up there.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:29 pm
Harper stared at his mother blankly for a few seconds before grinning, "Would be fun." He decided, sliding off his chair.
Ashley, hands on hips, grinned at Riley. "Well, if your scared." She said, motioning at Harper. "Obviously he's a good sport. I just wanted to introduce my adorable son and his.... darling... friend."
This was, of course, all on a microphone, and not only had all the other band members taken to hiding their faces behind their instruments and silently cursing out their singer, a few of the club's occupants were giving them odd looks.
"She really needs to remember we aren't famous anymore, she can't pull crap like this whenever she feels like it.." Eliot mumbled to Sunny.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:43 pm
"Ain't scared of noth'n," Riley huffed tartly, jumping awkwardly from her stool. This cast was just not easy to manuver. She couldn't wait to get the darn thing off. She hurried after Harper, though she couldn't stop giving Ashley a skeptical look. She had a feeling she had a similar danger level to Runeh...except she knew she could trust Runeh 'cause he was family. She obviously was not.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:47 pm
Harper climbed onto the stage, half bothering to wipe his shirt off and look a little more 'respectable.' A little more cool, more like it.
"Good." Ashley said, flashing her hair behind her back she walked over and put her arm around her son. "This is my son Harper. Say hi Harper."
Harper, beckoning for Riley, turned his attentions to everyone else and waved madly, "HI!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 8:56 pm
Riley didn't bother to try to clean herself up. The shirt was stained, what could she do? Besides, it's not like coming up here was her idea anyway. She had to go a bit of the round about way to get up on the stage, since she needed the stairs with her arm busted as it was. She then went over to stand by Harper, still eyeing Ashley with curiousity.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 9:26 pm
"And this is my son's friend." Ashley began, motioning at Riley.
"You will have to forgive their crude appearance, but that's little boys for you. Now, off you two go!" She gave a dismissive wave at the kids, a few of the people watching applauding that she had finally shut up.
Harper gave his mother an odd look, "Mom, she's not a-"
"Perhaps it would be easier to tell if you didn't look like two army recruits in camouflage! Seriously, clean yourself up Harper! And you.. I... ..ugh." Ashley commanded Riley, quickly turning the mic back on.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:23 am
"I'm a girl you blind old bat!" Riley called, showing that she didn't need the use of a microphone to be loud enough for lots of people to hear her. She put one thumb behind each feathered ears and spread her fingers as she stuck out her tongue and made a crosseyed look at Ashley. Then she jumped down from the stage with little mind to her cast. She knew that lady had been weird. How Harper lived with her was beyond her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:09 pm
Ashley only smirked at Riley as she began the next song, Soloman, Eliot and Sunny glad to try and down out any further drama after Riley's initial defense with loud music.
Harper hurried off the stage after Riley, looking a little pissed himself. "She's just trying to make sure I NEVER HAVE ANY FRIENDS EVER EVER EVER!" He yelled at his mother. She totally couldn't hear.
"Hey. I'm sorry. You don't look like a boy! Your just cool and not all prissy and stuff, right? Though a little jewelry wouldn't hurt." He said, grinning. That was hardly an insult as it was that Harper was wearing more jewelry at the current moment than a grown woman likely ever did.
"So. Want some revenge?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:32 pm
"S'ok, I'd never stop be'n your friend just 'cause you've got a crazy mom," Riley assured him. It wasn't his fault she was a loony, right? You couldn't choose your family. She frowned a little at his suggestion, "Well yeah, I don't like skirst and dresses and stuff...and I don't like jewlry cause it's all dangly and gets in the way whenever I do anything."
She grinned a bit at his other idea, though, "Sounds like a good idea to me..."
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