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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:46 pm
Cami shrugged and moved closer. Well, wouldn't be the first time that week.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:50 pm
He reached up, and slid the stethoscope's chestpiece under her left breast, listening for the telltale sign that he wasn't dreaming. When he heard it, he nearly FLEW backward off the bed. Started hyperventilating. Holy s**t! This was REAL?
"G-g-g-get away from me you psycho woman!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:51 pm
Giggling, Cami bounced cheerfully back to her seat. "You found my third heart, yaaay. Anywho, is there anything you needed to know?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:55 pm
"WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH A BABY BOY!"
He paused for a moment.
"Wait. How the hell did I know it was a boy? .... Crap. I'm like possessed. Or something... I could cry right now..."
He whimpered. "WHY MEEEEE?!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:56 pm
"Oh, no honey you're just acting pregnant. And probably not molest him, that'd be something NOT to do with a baby boy. Maybe you should like get baby stuff and whatnot? S'what I told Maverick to do."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:58 pm
It was a 'dot-dot-dot' moment if there ever was one. Maverick had a child? Oh gods. Oh HIM.
"Wait a minute... did you say... Maverick?"
If she had, he was going to declare this the most ******** non-dream he'd ever had, and hit his head against the wall behind the bed until he passed out again.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:59 pm
"Yep. Maverick, Raizen, Donna, you and two singer dudes from Juridia have gotten kids, as well as a bunch of people from Gaia getting them."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 6:02 pm
That did it. This WAS the most ******** non-dream he'd ever had. He reached over to take a hold of the bedpost, and pulled it toward him quickly, resulting in his head slamming against the wall so hard he saw stars. He was going to do it again, too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 6:06 pm
Cami shrugged. "Well, if you've got no more questions. You can go home now. When you're through beating yourself up, go stand on the plate, close your eyes and count to ten. Or, well I could drag your unconscious body over there - either way."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 6:08 pm
It was going to have to be the later. He'd hit himself hard enough the first time to completely knock himself out after a few moments of seeing stars. He collapsed on the bed. When he woke up - he was back in his office, in his chair. And his dog-collar felt strangely warm...
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