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 Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 10:04 pm
Rome attempted to dodge the banana but was pegged with it. He rubbed his skull then growled playfully.
"Alright come on island-girl! Bring it on!" He too looked around for more ammo. Seeing grapes he lunged for them and started chucking them at her, the ones that did hit her splattered and a few other were stepped on.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 9:12 pm
Milla screamed again, this time less out of indignance than glee, and heard the splat of the grapes against her skull- she knew they'd be sticky to the touch, but didn't have the time to stop and wipe them off. She had to keep moving, or she'd get pegged again... she ran up to the sink and grabbed the sprayer hose- it only had about a two foot pull- but it was just enough to jerk around.
"Catch THIS wave, surfer boy!" She was just about to push the spigot... when a figure in the doorway stopped her cold.
"What on earth is going on here?" Milla jerked around, and in the process, dropped the hose. A few drops drizzled from the end, but a veritable flood had been narrowly averted.
"....Hi, Mom." Milla said in a very small voice.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 9:33 pm
Rome was in mid-swing when Milla dropped the hose. He froze in his tracks, dropping the grape into his mouth to look as innocent as possible.
"Busted..."Was the only thing he could mumble out. Would he take the fall and risk getting introuble by the infamous 'Em' or let precious Milla get it all. Well...
"Sorry, I started it... My antagonation spurred it. I'll clean everything up..." Rome spoke as cooly as he could, as he walked over towards Milla and sat next to her, giving her an invisable nudge of confidence with his tail.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 10:05 pm
Em, who had initially been shocked, and then angered by the mess... now found it hard to keep the frown on her face, looking at the two teenages standing side-by-side, trying to look innocent.
"Ha... I hardly believe that's true, Rome." She looked around the room, covered in ketchup and squashed grapes and... was that frosting on the floor? She shook her head, trying to clear the picture from her mind. "I was just coming down to tell you that it would be a few more minutes," she aimed at her daughter, "so I guess that means you two have time to clean up this mess."
With that, she gave Milla the "you better" look, and disappeared back into the hallway, but not before nodding towards the broom and the mop. When she'd gone, Milla turned to Rome.
"You didn't have to do that- you could've gotten stuck having to clean all this up yourself."
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 10:13 pm
As Em left Rome gave a huge sigh of relief, mostly because he didn't have to clean it all up himself. "Yeah, I know I didn't have to but it wasn't your fault.... Completly... Alll the way... And it's not the first time I've had to clean up an utter mess after messing it up. Only this time I can remember what happened..." Rome gave a chuckle shaking his head, relflecting on his and Lundy's night.
Snapping himself out of it he went over to the sink and started washing the katchup off of his skull. When a grape caught his eye he nodded at Milla, "You gotta grape on your skull, hang on." Rome reached over and whiped it off for her with his paw, not being able to fully take his eyes off of her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 3:48 pm
"Thanks," Milla said, both for the help in cleaning up, and for the offered paw to swipe the smashed grape off her skull. She didn't notice that he was staring at her- she was too busy mopping up the frosting that was caked down her front, and starting to harden.
After the big cleanup, Milla was still a little sticky, but she didn't much care- she was planning on jumping in the lake later, anyway- it was miserably hot outside, and she could use a little dousing.
"So were you serious about starting a sport?" She asked, walking with a loping stride back into the main living room.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 4:34 pm
Through out the cleanup Rome tried to keep his mind and eyes on cleaning up and when they were finished he went back into the main living room, following Milla. He plopped back down into a beanbag chair on his stomach and wiggled to get comfortable.
"Yeah, we can't sit on our butts our entire high school life!" As Rome spoke and got excited about things he had gotten into a habit of moving his hands a lot along with his tail that was currently flicking back and forth at different thoughts in his head.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 7:46 pm
"Alright... so did we want to go with that neat rollerball idea, or something to do with swimming? We do have a lake, after all. But we could name the rollerball one, and make up all the rules." She rolled her eyes with the choice. "Man, this is hard." She said it with a smile- difficult things were the most fun of all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 7:51 pm
"Welllll why can't we do both? I know once I have an apposible thumb I'm going to learn how to play water polo and I'm going to get myself into some surfing competitions." Rome looked down thinking about his tangent of his future but snapped himself back into the present as he thought of Milla coming to watch him surf or play.
"How bout we start with the swimming until we have the rollerball set up. Multi-taskage." He said sticking his tongue out below his skull.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 7:59 pm
"Awesome. I like the way you think, surfer-boy." Multi-tasking was Milla's forte- she'd always liked to be busy, to be successful, and to be the one in charge of things. She was the sort of SM who would rather be on stage, or behind it... but never, ever in the crowd.
Before she could say anything more, her mother appeared in the door once more. Emelyn leaned up against the doorframe, seeing the two SM's in a pile on the beanbags.
"Did you two clean up the kitchen?" She asked, but before they could answer, she turned to Rome. "And does your father know that you're here this late?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 8:07 pm
eek Rome froze, and his eyes went wide. He looked around at Em with a completly stupified expression on his face.
"Late? ... What uhhm... What time is it?" His tail immediatly went limp near his hine legs. s**t... Not again... Not late again! Can't be grounded for the first week of school!
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 8:17 pm
Em shrugged. "I don't know the exact time- last time I checked, it was 9, however. ...Do you want to call your dad?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 8:22 pm
Rome dropped his skull into the bean bag grunting. So dead...
"Yeah... I guess I should call. Unless I could beat him home... It's not that dark, I can still run home I think." Figuring it'd probably be the last time he would be allowed outside for a while Rome got to his feet in dileberation.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 8:41 pm
"Well, I hope you don't get in trouble," Milla said, "sorry if I kept you. ...But thanks for this." She waved the notebook in the air, indicating all the work they'd done. It would be great fun to have a sport during high school. Two of them, no less!
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 8:48 pm
"Yeah, no problemo, babe..." With a small laugh he held out one arm. "Give me a freckin' hug so I can go."
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