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 Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 12:18 am
Tinkerbelle smiled at his question. He was a sweet person. She really liked him, a lot. He was fuzzy and sweet. She liked those qualities in people. Petere was nether fuzzy nor sweet and right now she liked anyone who didn't make her think of icky, old Peter.
"Of course, they're yours." she assured him, petting him on the head. Tinkerbelle couldn't help but treat him a little bit like a dog though she knew he was just as smart as she was so she didn't really think of him as a pet, but children rarely think of pets as pets. Or at least they wnat to think of them as equals. Beast was cool because he WAS an equal BUT still fuzzy. There for coolest of cool. "You can protect anyone and anything you want with them. You can protect me if you want. I think I'd like that." she mused over the idea.
Peter, after throwing the phone, slumed back down in the shade. He threw the phone so the man would chase after it. When he decided to stay there and acidly ask his question Peter merely looked up with a death glare.
"Yes. Shut. Up." he repeated. "My head hurts and you're too ******** loud. So go away."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 10:04 pm
Beast’s ears perked up and his tail wagged. He had something to do now, something that would make him feel wanted or needed. The fuzzy child didn’t know why it made him that happy and in his happiness Beast didn’t even mind when Tink patted him on the head again. He liked it when she scratched, but the head patting was a bit weird. Not that he would ever tell her that.
“I’ll protect you then.” Beast resisted the strange urge to bounce on his toes, that would be weird, and he didn’t want the little fairy to take back what she said. He liked being able to help someone. “Whenever you need help I will save you.” Puffing out his chest Beast grinned, his mouth fill of tiny white teeth. They were very sharp but were mostly for show, since his claws where much easier to use when the time came for him to fight back. “Or I’ll try very hard to.” Beast added as an after thought as he finally noticed that Neil was stalking towards the man that Tinkerbelle called Peter.
His ears drooped. This wasn’t going to be anything good. The itching at the back of his neck told him that.
Neil didn’t know his eyebrow could recede so far into his hair line, but after the temperamental words that were thrown at him, he didn’t have any other way to react to them.
“You know this is a public place right?” Sweeping his arm around to point out all the people going to and fro in their daily lives to make a point Neil sighed. “Noise follows them.” Not wanting to argue too much with a man that won’t see anything, Neil went to pick up his phone from where it was thrown on the grass. As he looked up he saw that the squirt-Beast- was looking straight at him. Sighing once again, not looking back at the man that was trying to look for peace and quite in a cities daylight rush, Neil headed over to where the two children were talking.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 11:12 am
Tinkerbelle smiled at the happy Beast. He seemed to really enjoy her little touches. She knew he wasn't a dog and didn't really mean to treat him a little like one just he was fuzzy! She loved the unsual and had a strange affiaty for little boys that looked like animals. She wondered why....
"Okay! I like that Beast." she admited easily, smiling at the diea of having someone to protect her. She smiled at the idea of sharp, vicious and little Beast tearing into some silly bully. Tinkerbelle liked that idea a lot.
She noticed he wasn't looking at her anymore though and turned to see Peter talking to some guy and not very happily it seemed.
Peter glared at the man, not having a real comeback for it and was just glad when he left. He let out another low moan as he collasped against the wall again, holding his head between his legs and his hands over his ears. That made him feel less like dying, not a lot less but somewhat less.
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