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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 12:40 pm
Yep, it's back in before he's even out of the room. blaugh
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 12:42 pm
*Just so he can say he tried...he removes it again before he leaves..then darts out quickly...but not before placing a stuffed animal in with her*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:04 pm
She squirms a little in her sleep, then settles on sucking on the toy instead. Odd that. Must be a remnant of Lyssan's infancy peeking through because egg layers have no need to suckle on anything.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:07 pm
*Kero smiles as he sees that...and gets to work on a small tray of super-sweet cookies...with coffee flavoring...but no caffeine*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:45 pm
*Soon after Lysuna awakens, she smells cookies and pie baking throughout the ship...and Kero seems to be cooking broccoli tonight...and spaghetti...and she can smell meatballs...*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 6:55 pm
She flies to the galley, her tiny tummy achingly empty. Dinner looks delicious but not quite done, so she lands on a corner of the counter and watches Kerobian work.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:08 pm
*Soon, one of Kero tentacles rings a bell, signaling supper is ready...Kero turns to the dragon...trying to figure out who he's addressing*
Heyla, kiddo....ready for your supper...it's spaghetti and meatballs...and I have a surprise for you afterwards, if you eat all your supper...
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:58 pm
"Yummm... bawls..." says the dragon with a grin. She flies over to where he is and lands on his shoulder, nuzzling his cheek.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:09 pm
*Kero nuzzles her back, then sets her up with a nice plate of them*
Remember, eat it all....
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:12 pm
She begins with the spaghetti. Starting at one end of a noodle and slurping it down.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:18 pm
*Kero turns back to the cake he is baking, hoping she'll finish...he really wants to get to teaching her*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:26 pm
Suddenly a meatball hits him in the back of the head and when he turns about he sees her dismayed face and almost laughs. She has sauce all over her and it appears she tried to jump on the meatball only to have it shoot out from between her paws.
"Sowry..." she whispers nervously.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:28 pm
*He peels it off, chunking it out a porthole*
S'alright....why so nervous, kiddo?
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:34 pm
"I hit you...." she whispers worriedly... "Bawl fly...."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:35 pm
*Kero nods*
Okay...so ye hit me...are you scared I'm going to get mad, or something?
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