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 Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:37 pm
Tink gave a snort as he put the last few stitches in. " Every word is subjective, as well as the names of any emotion or urge." " And here we are, Miss Coconut all put back together." He gently petted over the stitches to make them less visiable before handing the bear over. " I am sure Mr. Snuggles has been fretting too long."
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:51 pm
He accepted Coconut back with a grave nod, looking her over carefully before placing her back into the bag. A moment later he was placing three gold coins in front of Tink in payment. "We are very grateful. Coconut says 'thank you and that it didn't hurt at all'."With one last smile, Cirrus took off into the sky with a flap of his wings.
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 9:31 pm
Tink managed a smile for the thanks of the toy and the pegasus, a little stun by the money dropped upon his table. He truly wasn't used to payment, he usually offer to fix toys even without prompting, and now cookies, and kisses and money.
It was all too strange and curious. The colt put away his neeldes and spools and looked at his doll. "John, this has been a very odd and productive afternoon, I should say. Tea wouldn't be amiss."
He thought back to his original thought of giving John a voice box, and dismiss it, the doll was quiet find without one. Then he thought further to his questions of purpose and a smile painted itself slowly in his face. He liked fixing toys, it brought happiness to fillies and colts, and gentleness to adults, for they attached themselves to memories held by said toys.
He twitted and chortled to himself, for he loved making toys as well, even if every once in a while he overpower them a bit much and broke a window, or put a hole in the wall, or blew a door off it hinges(and dear lords, who had let him near the explosive powder!). They brought joy and it was fun to create something that was static or could move with little gears or batteries. Something that had a trick to it, or a puzzle or a riddle to hid or create, or be just clever. Sometimes it was fun to just make something to cuddle when the world was too noisy. Robots, and dolls, and stuff toys, and little rubix puzzles that entertained and just made one's mind lit up.
Feeling a swell of warmth in his chest, he collected his doll. "Come on, I think we have many a designs to come up with, John, and I think Blush and GG will have some color ideas for a quaint little toyshop, don't you think?"
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