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 Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 6:17 pm
((This is a private RP. It was constructed so the Oreos past relationships could be played out. Please do not post here unless invited.))
FINALLY school was out. Grinning happily as he burst out of the classroom, little Demy Stardust (last name obviously created by the youngster himself) dragged his backpack along on the ground as he ran off to find his friend. Spence was off in the older classes, but they weren't too far from where Demy himself was.
The boy was little, hair messy and hanging in his face. He was a skinny little thing, but that really didn't bother him all too much. He just needed to be friends with taller people, that's all! He wore a baggy little shirt and some jeans, his dragging backpack adorned with small stars. Given his madeup nickname, it was clear he liked them.
Grin still on his face, the boy waited in the hallway. If he timed this right he could hide within the crowd of leaving children and sneak up on the other boy. Yes! Spence would clearly be surprised to see him! And then they could go home and play...and have a cookie! >0<
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 6:37 pm
A few moments later, Spence's class let out. There was a burst of excited chattering as the young students poured into the hall, none of them taking notice of the out of place little grade schooler.
Spencer walked among them. A tall lean figure with a mop of short spiked black hair surrounded by a crowd of boys and girls alike. He was fairly popular in class, not so much for his grades but abilities in sports and fighting. Though fairly friendly in nature, Spence had always had a short-temper and often got into trouble for it.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 6:47 pm
Demy dodged the various excited children, eyes searching the crowd for his friend. Easily spotting the popular Spence, the boy slipped through the crowd to get closer. He was just about to tug on the other's pant leg when someone else caught notice.
"Hey, who let this runt into our section of the school?"
Sure, it was only a few grades separating them, but the older kids were never too happy to see the 'babies' wandering around in their halls. Grumbling rather unhappily he went to snag the boy by the collar of his shirt.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:04 pm
Despite the chatter around him, Spence caught the comment from the boy behind. Runt? He turned, spotting an excited little Demy and the ominous paw reaching for him. Spence growled, shoving the other's hand away. "He's with me!" the elder boy snapped.
He wasn't quite certain why he stuck his neck out for the little boy. The runt followed him around like a lost puppy ever since they had met. While sometimes a bit of a nuisance, Spence couldn't say he wholely disliked having the boy around. His connection with Demy seemed to have an almost brotherly feel, which his mom happily encouraged. She loved the little squirt almost as much as her own son. Whatever the reason, Spence felt the need to protect the boy as he chose to do now.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:08 pm
"hrmph.."
The boy grumbled, but didn't voice a further objection. If Spence was okay with the runt...he'd have to suck it up and be okay with him too.
"...huh?"
Demy tilted his head back, blinking up at the other boy curiously before turning his attention back to Spence.
"Hiiii Spencey!!"
The young boy grinned, tail wagging happily behind him. His own parents wouldn't be too anxious to see his return, so that'd free him up to go home with Spence. Yay!
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:16 pm
Spence looked down at the little one with a bit of a sigh. "Come on..." Hefting his own bag further onto his shoulders he lead Demy out of the building. "Didn't I tell you to wait out front?"
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:18 pm
Demy followed, dragging his own bag behind him. At Spence's question his ears and tail drooped a little.
"You...did? I'm sorry Spence! I didn't mean to interrupt or..or..anything!"
Pouting the boy blinked up at the other. He really didn't want to upset his friend, he had just been excited to see him! He should have remembered to stay away until Spence's crowd had dispersed a bit...
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:25 pm
Spence smiled at the boy, sticking out his tongue a bit. "It's fine." He ruffled the little one's hair playfully. "Race you to my house!" he offered in challenge, hoping to lift his friend's spirits.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:31 pm
The boy squeaked a bit at the hair ruffling. Thankfully for Spence Demy didn't really have a hair style that could be messed up.
"Okay!!!"
Finally hauling his backpack onto his back, the little blonde took off...halfway running and halfway stumbling towards Spence's house.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:36 pm
Spence ran after him, giving the boy a good lead before allowing himself to catch up; A simple feat given the elder boy's longer legs and better fitness. He ran alongside Demy before taking the lead as they neared his house.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:44 pm
Demy ran on, doing his best to keep up with the other. He was used to being beaten, but he still gave it his best shot everytime. It was only when he tripped and fell over in Spence's driveway that he gave up on the race.
"OW!"
Sniffling, he crawled out from under his own backpack and inspected the damage. Erf...scratched up arms and legs....nothing too bad though! Just a little bit of blood on his clothing. Doing his best to shrug it off he started dragging his bag up towards the door.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:53 pm
Spence hadn't noticed the boy's fall, too caught up in passing the 'finish line' ahead of him. After a quick victory dance, he looked back for the youth. "Come on, slowpoke!" he called, hurrying inside and leaving the door open. "I'm home, mom!"
"Welcome back! How was school?" Spence's mother called from the kitchen where she was taking a fresh batch of cookies from the oven. A middle-aged woman, she had long straight ebony hair and a kind face, nearly always smiling.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 7:55 pm
"I'm home too!"
Well not really, but he was there so much he might as well call it home. Dragging his bag and limping just a bit the smaller boy followed his friend inside. He let Spence answer his mother's question, figuring that despite how exciting his day had been, it likely wasn't directed at him.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 8:24 pm
"Okay," Spence replied unenthusiastically, dropping his backpack in his room before walking into the kitchen to get his daily after school snack.
"Demy darling! You're just in time too...I made a fresh batch of cookies!" Spence's mother called, looking for the boy as her son took a seat at the kitchen table.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 8:30 pm
"Cookies?"
Grinning widely, the boy limped his way into the kitchen, dropping the bag next to a chair as he climbed up into it.
"I love your cookies! They're yummy!"
Tail wagging Demy beamed at his friend's mother.
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