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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 10:38 pm
"Yeah, I guess," says Kieran, checking to make sure he didn't have any cootie spots. "You're okay, for a girl."
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:00 pm
Calais puffed out her chest proudly. "Yeah I know" though she couldn't say the same for him, she still thought he did some pretty gross things. "So you wanna have a tea party now?" she asked him.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 12:22 pm
"A what?" asks Kieran, tilting his head slightly. His hair ruffles with the movement. "What's a t-party? Does the T stand for something cool like tumbling or tug-of-war?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 1:11 pm
Calais' eyes widened. How could he not know what a tea party was? Calais shook her head, "Nooooooooo" she responded with a giggle. "A tea party is when you drink all fancifully." Calais grabbed an invisible cup out of the air and pretended to be drinking out of it, sticking her pinky out. "And you talk all pop-er-ly about stuffs that doesn't matter!" She exclaimed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 11:20 pm
Kieran blinks a few times. "But...why would anyone wanna do that? Seems awful boring to me..." He runs a pudgy hand through his hair to fluff it back where it should go.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 11:26 pm
Calais stared back at the boy, feeling insulted. "It happens to be very fun." She stated stubbornly. Oh, he was back to being a stupid boy again. "You're probably too stinky anyways... you got to be proper... and you are not." Calais stabbed at him, hoping that he would take it as a burn because that is how she had meant it, or at least she wanted to make him jealous of being not proper.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 12:28 am
The insult stings...and he doesn't know why. Still, he's determined not to look all sissy in front of the girl. "Well....I don't WANNA be proper, then!" he exclaims defensively, crossing his little arms across his chest. He doesn't even know what 'proper' means, but it was probably something to do with being all girly and stuff.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 8:56 am
Calais frowned and put her hands on her hips. She had been angry for a few moments, but now she was getting kind of sad. "B-but... I just wanta fry-end to play with..." she quivered out of her lips. "But you only want to do nasty boy stuffs." Calais sniffled and wiped her eyes for dramatic effect.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 5:58 pm
[It would be really amusing to do a replay of this meeting but have them be teens.
Kieran: O_O You got all pretty and stuff!]
Kieran hops back and forth on his little hooves anxiously. She's crying. He hated crying. "Nnnnnnn, don't cry!" he exclaims, trying to shush her. He hadn't meant to make her cry, she'd hurt his feelings though. "We can play...we just gotta do stuff that isn't too girly and isn't too icky..." he compromises quickly. He hugs her. "Just you gotta stop cryin' first," he pleads with her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 6:04 pm
[Haha, you are right. Cal might not even recognize him. Calais: You're not Kieran, Kieran is gross and you are not.]
Her lower lip was still quivering as she tried to stop crying, sniffling continuously as she did so. "W-well what do w-we do." she sobbed. Calais was shocked by his hug and wasn't sure if she liked getting hugged by a gross boy, at least he would probably get cooties for hugging her. "O-okay... I'll try.." her lip stopped quivering and she wiped her eyes and cheeks with her hands again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 4:17 pm
[Lol. We definitely have to do that now.]
"Ummm," stalls Kieran. He quickly racks his little scatter-brain for things to do. "Oh, ooh, oh, I know!" he says suddenly, bouncing back and forth on his hooves delightedly. "We could build a sand castle on the beach! Yeah! And I like playing in the sand and castles are girly right, yeah? Yeah! And you can be the princess of the castle and I'll be the guard! C'mon let's go to the beach!!" He takes her hand and practically drags her in the direction of the sea.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:29 pm
Calais giggled at the boy's funny reaction, when he was excited the whole world knew. "Otay I like that idea!" Calais agreed, though she didn't think sand castles were girly, but she liked the idea of getting to be a princess. And she was glad that he hadn't suggested that he be the prince because he was too gross for that. "Oof!" she breathed out as she was dragged off towards the beach and she quickly balanced herself and ran next to him. So much for her having cooties it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:42 pm
Cooties completely forgotten, Kieran doesn't stop running until they get to the beach. "We're here!" he exclaims jubilantly. "Hm. We don't have buckets or anything. But we can use our hands!" he adds just as quickly. He doesn't want her to start crying again.
And yeah. He'd be the guard. If he was the prince that would mean he'd have to kiss her, and that would definitely mean cooties for sure.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 9:25 pm
Calais frowned as her hoofs sank into the sand, but oh well they wouldn't be walking in the sand for long, soon she could just sit down and play. Buckets and shovels would have been nice so she didn't have to do all the dirty work, "I guess." She said with a shrug of her shoulders, she would work slow so he ended up doing most of it. Calais plopped down in a nice spot near the water but not too close and started pushing sand with her hands.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 10:39 am
Kieran does most of the work, and most of the visioning for their grand sand castle. After a long afternoon of building, it's finally done. "Ha-ha!" exclaims Kieran, standing up. He's totally covered in sand. "Your castle is finished!"
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