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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:17 pm
"You have no sympathy for the wounded, do ya?" Marshall snickered, holding the pencil awkwardly with his mitten-like hand, jamming the pointed end under the tab. He slowly started jimmying it, and then finally, he was greeted with that pleasurable Pop that all soda cans make.
"Heh heh...It worked. Thanks, Newt."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:35 pm
The frog seemed to inflate with pride, beaming with his accomplishment. That was a help, right? Right! He could build him something more reliable later maybe, but he'd have a pencil nearby, wouldn't he? Or something like it, maybe. Maybe Gaius would know a better material to work out of. "Ah... j-just... er... s-s-staying usefull..." He deflated slightly and tried to hide his glee at his success with a dribbling sip of water.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 11:19 pm
"Heh heh...You're a good friend to have, Newty." Marshall chuckled, taking a sip of the orange drink. "I really mean it." Marshall said with a warm smile.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 11:25 pm
Newt opened his mouth and closed it again, his throat flickering and inflating slightly. His bolbous eyes began to tremble and water as the wide edges of that mouth twitched into an equally watery smile. "A... ah... th-thank you...!" He squeeked with a ribbit at the end.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 3:41 pm
"...Uh?! Man, don't start crying! C'mon!" Marshall said, thinking he did some thing wrong.
What did I say?! Did I even SAY any thing that could be taken meanly?! Are all British people like this?! Or maybe its just their frogs! Oh craaap! went his bizarre thoughts.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 6:38 pm
"I'm... I'm n-not..." Newt squeeked, shaking his head befor covering his face with his webbed hands. "I... I... I'm j-just... I'm n-not... y-you're s-so...!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 6:49 pm
Marshall looked around, as if help would magically pop out from behind his bed or chairs. "I'm so...?" Marshall asked, still confused on why his green-skinned friend was crying.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 7:34 pm
"N-nice to me!" He moaned with what could have been a trembling smile, but on his odd flat face it was difficult to tell.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 8:40 pm
"Huh?" Marshall said, kind of taken back. He didn't think he was exceptionally nice to Newt. Well, he was nicer than usual, since Newt was so self-conscious and the like.
"Well Newt. We are friends. But...Stop crying? Please? C'mon man...You still want to watch the movie with me?" Marshall asked, not sure what to do.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 8:53 pm
He drew in a few sharp breaths, looking down at his feet in embarassment as he tried to get his nerves together, "M'sorry... s-sorry... I'm j-just... I'm n-not... I'm usually..." He should probably get breathing under control befor speaking. "R-right. Um... so... so th-this movie is about p-p-pirates? krrKIT!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:19 pm
"GHOST pirates! Or some thing like that. Either way its a good way to kill and hour or two." Marshall said, patting Newt on the shoulder as he walked back to his chair, sipping on his orange drink. He nodded his head over to the other available seat, and pressed play.
***
The two remained silent for most of the movie, even though Marshall spilt his orange drink on himself from one surprise scene. But soon, an obviously shady pirate descended from the stairs, said a line, took a bite from an apple, and the credits rolled.
"...That was so cool!" Marshall chuckled, pressing eject on the remote. He looked over at his green friend, curious to see his reaction.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:24 pm
Newt's brows had become furrowed uneasily, "It's over?" Where had the ending been? He hadn't seen the first one, and thereofr was left somewhat confused by various details, but felt a bit of compassion for the poor pirate with the false eye.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:32 pm
"Yeah...Kind of a rip-off, isn't it? There's not even a second disc or any thing." Marshall grumbled, looking back at the screen. He then noticed the digital clock next to the TV. It was almost 7 o'clock?! How long was this movie again?!
"s**t...Its gettin' late."
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:34 pm
"Ah... Oh... I... s-suppose..." it wasn't as though the frog-man had anywhere important to go, but he wasn't about to wear out his welcome. Immediatly, he hopped from his seat to hop towards the door, "Y-you've p-probably had enough of me..." He laughed weakly, "I... I sh-shouldn't b-bother you any longer..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:41 pm
"Hey!" Marshall said, walking his friend to the door. He playfully karate-chopped him on his head. "Don't talk like that. You're not a bother, alright?" Marshall said, smiling. "And we'll have to have a movie night again soon, alright? I'll try to get Liamh and Gaius to come, okay?" he said, forgetting that he was kind of mad at Gaius.
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