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 Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 1:39 am
Calming down Del nodded and swished her tail back and forth in thought, she was carefull to keep it clear or the castles. " I guess it wouldn't be nice to smell bad when you didn't want to and make people's eyes water. But it's not your fault and it's good of you to wear the perfume, it is a nice one" She offered. Del didn't smell much perfume often but she did know of a few that she'd disliked for being to strong even for her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 8:38 pm
Fleur watched her tail as she talked, still fascinated by how she could sway it from side to side and by how strong it looked. He could only move his own tail up and down most of the time - trying to move it side to side felt awkward and sometimes uncomfortable.
"The apple smell gets boring sometimes," he muttered, still watching Del's tail. "Bah said something about maybe getting me some different ones for Christmas." Fleur frowned remembering that and remembering that he was not quite certain what it meant. "What is Christmas?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 8:56 pm
Continuing to drag her tail across the sand Del began clearing away a whole with it The darker sand that was under the top layer was cool and had the same sticky properties as sand that had water on it. Scooping some up she began to reinforce her walls which werelooking a bit crumbly.
" Shristmas is a holiday for giving presents becuase some special person was born a long time agao and everyone gave him presents." She informed the boy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:18 pm
"Ohh..." Fleur blinked at that prospect. "Bah's getting me something...should I get her something too?" He had no idea what to get her though. Or how. He was vaguely aware that gifts cost money, but the whole concept was still foreign. "But how?" Fleur drooped, staring at his sand castle as if it held the answer somewhere in its lopsided, windowless towers.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:41 pm
" You could make her something, colour her a picture m it's the thought that's important not what you get someone." Del wasn't buying her family presents , she was making them all little clay figures that represented them to her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:56 pm
Fleur perked up at that idea. "I love coloring! I have a few coloring books in my bag." That seemed like a good idea, and Stevie liked to pin his colored pictures on the walls of his room. "Maybe I could draw her something instead of just coloring."
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:08 pm
Del nodded " That sounds like a good idea," she smiled happy to have helped." Her stomahc began to ruble and she blushed at the sound ." Um I guess I should get going, my stomach is saying tunaaaa tunaaa" She said her voice getting strange at the end as she tried to mimic a talking stomach.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:14 pm
Fleur blinked then blushed under his black fur when his stomach mimicked the noise as if agreeing with Del's. "Me too." He gave her a shy smile. "Maybe we can make sand castles again sometime?" He certainly hoped he could meet her again soon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:56 pm
Del nodded standing and brushing the sand that had collected on her off. She dug into her her pocked and pulled out a card her father had made just for these occasions. It had their phoen number on it and acceptable calling times to arrange play dates. She held out the card " I'd love to make castles with you again, maybe when the snow falls we can make snow castles all white and sparkly."
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 11:10 pm
Fleur politely accepted the card though he had no idea what it was for - he figured Stevie could figure that out with him. "Okay!" Fleur smiled up at her as he too stood to shake sand out of his fur, a feat which was much more difficult for him than it seemed to be for Del. Fleur put the card into his bag, making sure everything was situated so it would not fall out - or break in the case of his perfume bottle, then waved goodbye to Del one more time before happily trotting back to Stevie.
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