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 Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:43 pm
The girl thought for a moment before looking in her bag. From it's depths, she pulled a set of 24 markers, a pack of colored pencils, and a large set of 64 crayons. "This many." she said with a laugh.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:46 pm
Both girls were visibly impressed and moved over to admire the vibrant art supplies. A smile played wide upon Mimosa's features as she unwrapped herself from Belle to reach out to touch the markers. Depthless blue eyes peered up at Ebby as she silently queried for them and some paper so she could do what she enjoyed.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:47 pm
Grinning lightly, the girl nodded. "Go ahead and use them." she intoned with a smile before leaning into her bag to remove a pad of paper. "Is this good?"
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:52 pm
Nodding, Mimosa took them from Ebby and vocalized her gratitude. " . . .Thank you, Miss Ebby. . ." The girl then proceeded to take the supplies to her sister and plop down on the floor. Uncapping the green marker she slowly began forming curls and twists on the ivory canvas, her hand barely seeming to move at all despite the obvious strokes she made.
Belle also uncapped one, taking the blue marker and beginning to draw what looked like flowers. Pausing before she got too far, she beamed up at Ebby. "Would you wike to dwaw to, Miss Ebby? I bet you can make pretty things!"
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 3:43 pm
The older female shook her head. "Oh, no thanks, hon. You go ahead. I'm not much of an artist and I would rather read my book." Seated in her lap was a nice chapter book of some kind or another that the girl had been reading. She was watching the pair carefully and not supremely engrossed in it. The book was to keep her idle attention, seeing as both girls were presently behaving. But she'd see if either moved - not that she thought they would.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 4:13 pm
Both children seemed entertained with the markers. Flowers blossomed from ink in every variety the two could think of. This also included some that didn't seem to exist. Mimosa began drawing psychedelic blossoms of varying kinds betwixt the traditional. Belle quietly praised her for her imaginative sketches as she made to sketch a fuzzy cow of some sort, placidly doing fancy little loops until there was no more room to be had.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:21 pm
Ebony grinned over the edge of her book as she watched them draw. Occasionally, she'd put it down and lean over to watch.
"You're both doing very well. Those look lovely." the older female said encouragingly, patting the pair lightly on their heads. "Did you want me to make you two a treat of some kind while you work? You're being such good girls."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:30 pm
Pleased that the older girl liked their art, the two seemed perfectly content. Various psychedelic and traditional looking floral arrangements dotted the pages, each varying in composition as much as the personalities betwixt them did. However, like the art, their mannerisms complimented each other enough that they shared the same sentiments as they nodded to her query.
Leaving Mimosa to continue the artwork, Belle pushed herself up from the floor to move to Ebby's side. "Can I hewp ya make de tweats miss Ebby?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:03 pm
"Sure honey." Ebony said with a grin, patting her head. Belle had wanted to do other stuff before the coloring, but Mim looked like she could probably enjoy doing that for hours on end. "We can work in the kitchen while Mim works on what she's coloring or takes a nap or something." the girl suggested gently, "I know Mimosa will be a good girl for us and not cause trouble while she work." After all, the child was sloth. Ebby bent down to give the patience child a hug before standing once more.
"What shall we make for a treat, Belle?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:11 pm
Mimosa hugged back gently, nestling against Ebby until the girl moved away. At the suggestion of slumber the girl seemed to become even more languid, if possible. A small yawn passed over her lips as she abandoned her artwork for the comforts of the couch. Pulling herself into the plush cushions, the girl's eyes closed once more and she quickly fell asleep.
Belle spoke softer once she realized Mimosa was beyond the realm of waking consciousness, leaving them to their own devices. Considering what they ought make and what would suit her sister as well, Bell finally suggested, "We couwd always make gingasnap cookies. Papa likes dose, an Mimosa to."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:14 pm
Ebony grinned, amused by the sloth girl's actions. "Yep, we've got a while." she commented before returning her attention to the cow child. "Okies, gingersnaps sound good. Do you know how to make them or should I get out my recipe book?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:16 pm
Belle shook her head when asked if she knew the recipe. "Papa doesn't wet us bake unwess he's hewe with us. He's scawed Mimosa would sweep thwough the timer."
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 3:03 pm
The purple skinned girl laughed a little at that, "Well don't worry, I have a book that's probably got a good recipe for it in there and I'm here to help you so you don't get hurt." she said gently, petting the cow child's hair.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:16 am
As she was sure Ebby was right, Belle nodded and started towards the kitchen to show her where everything was. Knowing the very basics of cookie making, she began gathering supplies from the cabinets. Soon, she'd procured a large bowl, wooden spoon, and an apron that was a great deal too large for her draped about her neck. Beaming up at Ebby she offered the bowl and spoon, waiting to see what else they would need.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:09 pm
Ebony giggled, leaning down to help the small cow girl tie the apron up a little in the back so it wouldn't trip her or get in the way. She smiled, pulling out her recipe book and beginning to flip through the pages. "Belle, do you know your ABCs?" the older girl asked with a smile.
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