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 Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 2:48 pm
"Oh, sorry," Sander said, the apology nested between Marcy's many apologies. "No need for you to be though." He was silent until they reached the main part of the store again.
Ford nodded. "Okay," he said. Suddenly, he yawned quite a large yawn. He followed his father and Marcy, wondering if this impromptu bit of fun was coming to an end. "Are you gonna get in trouble?"
Sander stepped through the door Marcy and Ford had first entered.
"Where've you been?" Lars asked, his brow furrowed. "We've been done with our business for ages." Knowing Lars, 'ages' was actually a much shorter span of time, but Sander's only response was still a shrug. He had been looking for the kids, duh.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:46 pm
Marcy watched the grownups talk for a bit. She didn't say anything. She winked a few times at Ford she had a good feeling she wasn't in trouble. She decided to speak up when she thought they were done " Ummmm , Im sorry about what happened down there , I hope Ford isn't in trouble." She looked up at the men with adorably sorry eyes.]
A bunch of organic drums and one guitar was laid on the purchasing counter. Morissette got out his debit card and then the paper work. He just needed a signature. After doing this he saw Marcy with the adults he didn't see Ford. He walked over to the group " Marcy whats going on" he asked.
"My new friend and I were playing down stairs ... and well .... um boxes fell down" she said with greif. She was now feeling like she was getting in trouble.
Clearly Morissette wasn't feel comfortable " Umm sorry sir .. I hope she didn't cause to much damage" he gave a concerned look to Marcy. Before the men could answer Morissete also stated " Im ready to purchase by the way" he said kind of nervous.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 12:57 pm
Lars bristled slightly at the news that some of his stock had gotten banged around, but his expression softened again at the unconcerned shake of Sander's head.
"They were mostly empty," Sander added, setting the shop owner to smiling again. Lars made quick work of Morissette's debit card and paperwork, handing him back all of the sheets that were relevant to him.
"There you go," he said, grinning down at Marcy as he spoke. "No harm done, no apologies necessary. Well... I think we're done here!" he said, giving everything and everyone a final once over. "Do you need any help getting out to your car or anything like that?"
"You have to go?" Ford asked, disappointment easily detected in his voice. It was probably for the best anyway; the child's eyelids were drooping and he was petting his tail as he sometimes did before a nap.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 10:43 am
A black debit card with a funny green moss photo ran through the debit machine. Morissette looked at the man " Nope I think I can handle a few drums ... and the cute red head can get the mini guitar" he winked and darted to the door.
Marcy was about to say good bye but she didn't “Till next time Mr.Monster" she winked. Good bye felt too strong, she wanted to keep things light. She looked at the men “I’m soooory " she gave them puppy eyes and started to skip with her guitar out the door.
Once Marcy and More where in the car Marcy spilled the beans about her adventure with Ford and it sent the Yellow Unicorn into a chuckle fit.
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