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 Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 6:24 pm
Laughing, Miggy petted Fiore's hair again.
"I'll even let you sit in my lap if it gets too scary, okay?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 6:33 pm
Fiore laughed.
"Jus' so you don't get scared," he said, puffing out his skinny chest nobly. "I'm brave, Leo says so. I'm not ev'n a-scared of the mean dog down the block. And he's this big," he added, spreading his arms out as far as they could go. He even wiggled his fingers for extra effect.
"You look like a prin'ness," he said randomly, speculating. "I could be yer...whassit called....kuh-night. Leo read me a story, 'bout this guy, in a tin can? And he rode a pony, and poked this big lizard with a shiny stick until it sprayed ketchup, and he saved the prin-ness. You have the same hair."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 6:57 pm
"Of course." Miggy grinned. "And I've been told that before, about me having princess hair." She fluffed it up with both hands, laughing.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:05 pm
Fiore nodded fervently, setting his own hair to writhing in a rather odd, unnatural sort of way. Suddenly, he paused. An idea was dawning. Cupping his hands around his mouth and standing on tip-toe (which wasn't very tall at all), he whispered to Mignon,
"I bet you really are a prin'ness. Yer jus' waitin' for your tin-can man, right?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:13 pm
Eyes wide, Miggy looked at the boy. Well...
"Mmhm." Mignon said, eyes wide. It wasn't a total lie. She'd been pretty high up in Ehru for a while. "But I'm not waiting for my Tin-Can Man. He's boring."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:19 pm
Fiore gasped, a fresh wave of lavender wafting off his hair as he grew excited.
"I knew it," he bubbled. "I knew it! You're so nice'n pretty, Miggy, I knew you were a prin'ness!"
Tugging at his hair, Fiore looked up at Mignon sheepishly.
"When...when I'm growed, I could be...I could be yer tin-can man, Prin'ness Miggy," he offered, his expression sincere.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:27 pm
Nice. Huh. She'd forgotten what it felt like. Mig snorted, giving Fiore a little kiss on the forehead.
"If you want. And Miggy is fine. I used to be a princess, but my home's gone." She used to be 'Daddy's Princess', too. That was gone too. "But I'm sure by the time you're old enough to be my Tin-Can Man, you'll have found someone else to be that to."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:35 pm
Rubbing the spot where he'd gotten a kiss and giggling happily, Fiore looked up at Mignon with growing admiration.
"I have a Sy," he said, nodding. "But...but I like you too, Miggy. I'd poke big lizards that shoot ketchup for you!"
Looking around, then down at his lolly, Fiore crinkled his nose up and tugged firmly at his hair. A flower bud came off.
"For you!" he said, presenting the little thing as though it was a gold nugget.
"Fiore?"
"Mumma! Mumma, hi! Hi, Mumma!"
Natalia, looking depressed and tired, didn't really respond as Fiore hugged her knees. She looked at Mignon and nodded.
"Hope he wasn't bothering you," she said dully.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:46 pm
Mignon took the little flower. "Thank you, Fiore." She smiled. "And he's not a bother at all."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 7:52 pm
Nati just shrugged.
"Good. Usually he's a pain."
Fiore just sighed and rolled his eyes.
"You're just sad 'cause your tin-can man left," he said astutely.
Natalia growled at Fiore, a completely canine sound that made the little boy jump back a little.
"We're going," she said abruptly, grabbing Fiore's hand and dragging him along with her.
"Yes, Mumma," Fiore said patiently, having to jog to keep up with Nati. "But...but Miggy..."
He turned his head, reaching out for Miggy as he was taken away. She'd be all alone again! And then, oh, what if she got lonely?
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 8:04 pm
Miggy smiled and waved at him. "Nice to meet you, Fiore." She said, carefully putting the little flower bud in her own hair. "I'll see you again some time. And maybe we can have that tea party."
Wait... He? The woman hadn't been lying when she said that.
Well. Huh! Fiore was a boy. Who would've guessed? Oh, well. Cute anyways.
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