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 Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 3:22 pm
Settia laid there just as completely lost as the white mare was. Her son knew these mares? Her son must have really been busy while he was away. She smiled up at the white mare and tried to answer her questions. "Yes, I am Jazz's mom and yes, this is one of his baskets. He has two with a mare called Sundance." she said politely. "You both know my son? Are you friends of his?" she asked happy to know that he atleast had friends, even if they were all female. Now she just needed to work on him into getting some guy friends.
The basket giggled at the new voices confussion and then stopped when it was nudged. In response it bumped against the legs of whoever had nudged it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 6:12 pm
Nicole some what choked. If she was going to hear this she wanted Jazz to tell her. At that moment Nicole began blaming herself for never keeping in touch ever since they laid and talked that one night away. That was one of the more fun night Nicole has had. Jazz, was the one Nicole could talk about her sister to, he understood. Being so silent Nicole looked up and smiled politly. "I'm sorry, I just didn't know Jazz had settled since we last met. It's a pleasure meeting you." She took a small dip of her head before beginning agian. " I know Jazz from a while ago. He was my best friend. You, wouldn't know where he was...would you?" she questioned wanting you see him agian.
Nicole stuck her head near the basket and nudged it agian, before laughing. The basket reminded her a bit of Jazz, such pretty colors. "Hello little one." She talked towards the basket and smiled warmly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 6:55 pm
"It was a pleasure meeting you as well. I am glad my son has such nice friends." Settia said and smiled. She noticed the mare seemed at little taken back by what she had learned and wondered if there was something that was really bothering her.
"I am not too sure where he is at. But I am sure he will be back soon. He doesn't stay way for too long."
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 6:41 pm
"Oh...ok" She smiled and admired his mom's pretty colorings. "I'm afraid I came to late to catch your name?" She could not quite recall hearing her name but, Nicole was dumb-founded sometimes.
"Well, I do hope he returns soon. I do wish to say Hello" She smiled faintly, before going to fix one of her feathers. "Of course, I am enjoying the company of you."
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 2:06 pm
Settia smiled again as the basket bumped up against her side again. "Oh, that's not a problem. My name is Settia. It is a pleasure to meet you." she said smiling. She loved meeting others and it was no problem to her to repeat her name.
"Like I said he should return soon. I understand that you haven't seen him in a while and wish to catch up on current events." she said and flicked her tail. Sure enough it wasn't long before the red stallion could be seen coming accross the meadow.
Jazz smiled as he saw the two familiar mares talking with his mother. He had not seen his friends in a long time and it was nice that they were keeping his mother company while she was basket sitting. "hey, ladies!" he called out and picked up his pace to meet them.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:40 am
She smiled and nodded her head. "It's a pleasure Settia. I know understand where Jazz gets his kindness from." It didn't bother Nicole that Jazz was not here yet, she had his mom to talk to.
Nicole shook her mane as light snow began to fall, or maybe it was a leaf. Well, whatever it was it landed her mane and she wanted it out. She shook it out and was about to talk when a fimiliar voice interupted her.
The white mare turned around to see a fimiliar stallion, she smiled and nickered back. 'Jaaaazzzz!" She was excited to have seen him. Maybe his mom could tell the future. She knew he was coming. Oh, whatever her old friend was here and thats what matters.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 2:38 pm
Settia smiled as her son came towards them from across the meadow. She knew he never stayed away long from the basket. The white mare certainly seemed glad to see her friend. The basket seemed to also sense that it's father was near and bumped up against the red mare's side in excitment.
"Hey! How are you, Nicole?" the big red stallion said as he trotted up to the group of mares. He had come back to check on his mother and his basket but had never thought he would find his friend there as well.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 9:11 am
Nicole nodded her head at the mare and smiled at the basket. The basket had pink all over and Jazz didn't have much pink. Hopefully things would resolve soon. Nicole was not one to like being lost, she was always collected and balanced. In a different way though, sence Nicole trips and stumbles often.
"I've been good, But I think I missed something." She waved her hoof over to the basket. She smiled, none of this bothered her, she just wanted to know the story.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 2:21 pm
Jazz looked to the basket and his mother, who smiled back warmly at him. "Yes, I guess you have missed a great deal. I am sorry that I have not been around much to keep you updated." he said with a chuckle.
"Even though it doesn't looke like it, the baskey is deffinately mine. The pink wasn't inherited from me though, the yellow yes but not the pink." he said and nuzzled the little pink and yellow basket, which bumped against his nose happily.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 5:32 pm
Nicole smiled warmly and tilted her head to sigh. What was a little different was to Nicole, Jazz was a kid inside. How did he ever manage this? Well, that didn't madder, Nicole couldn't wait to see Jazz's baskets open.
"So, who's the little one's mom, Jazz?" She was sure she heard it around the rock. Somewhere...But, it was lost because she doesn't know the mare. "I guess, it's most of my fault. I have not made the effort to try and stay in touch" She sighed and then smiled, flicking her purple tail and shaking her white coat off.
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Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2006 6:42 am
"This one's mother is Sundance. There are actually two baskets, both pink but one darker than the other. She takes care of the darker one." he said smiling warmly. He still wasn't sure of the idea of himself being a father but slowly he was getting the hang of it. It all had come to him in such a big surprise and all at one time!
"I in fact didn't know I was a father until after they arrived. She sort of went into hiding and I couldn't find her." he said a bit sad at that fact.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 10:25 am
Pink. It reminded her of her sister. Nicole was never going to think of these baskets as her sister. She smiled warmly at the basket and then looked up to Jazz.
"I'm not sure if I know Sundance. But, she has to be a good mare to get you." She smirked and then looked curiously. "Hid them? Why in the world would she do that?!" That made Nicole quite upset but, she brushed it off.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 10:45 am
"She is a very nice mare. I am not exactly all sure how we got to this but it happened." he said with a chuckle. He certainly knew how the baskets got there just not how him and Sundance had gotten that far in thier relationship so fast. "I think she hid them in fear that I would react badly." he replied.
Settia laid there and listened to her son chat with his friend. She was content to lay there with the basket. It had gone pretty still and she thought that it was napping. Suddenly the basket started to shake and move around rather violently. She recieved a swift kick in the side as a golden hoof kicked through the side of the basket. "Oh my! Jazz, I think you should pay attention to your child." she said trying to get his attention to the foal that was now making an enterance into the world.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 3:59 pm
Nicole watched the basket. She had never ever seen a basket ever emerge. This would be a first. She had forgotten to answer Jazz but, this was more important. A smile spread across her face as she took a few steps back giving th father more room.
She was very proud of Jazz, not in a motherly way. But, that he had accomplished what they had last talked about. She smiled and watched. Would it look like Jazz or the mother?
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 3:36 pm
Jazz stood in awe and watched the little basket wobble and wiggle around. He had mixed feelings about it all and didn't know what to do or to say. He just watched and wondered if that was what his mother had felt when she saw him break free of his basket.
The basket continued to violently bump around as yet a second and a third leg popped out and finally a fourth. Now it was a basket with legs. Taking a break it sat there for a moment before trying to stand on unstable legs. It took three tries before the basket finally was able to stand up and stay standing. The foal inside couldn't see anything around it outside of the basket and didn't know what next to try. So it did the next best thing and began to walk shaking around.
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