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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:07 pm
Tam pulls himself up and stares down his nose at him. "My rump is perfectly fine, brat... and yes please fetch us some... I'm making biscuits and gravy with eggs on the side... and a touch of meat will make that gravy taste far better in my eyes... don't ye agree... oh, and haul up some milk from wherever ye hide it at, while yer at it... and a bit of the butter we churned last month.? I don't know about ye... but I'm starved." He begins to clatter around in the kitchen. He's not as good a cook as Kero, but he enjoys making breakfast and not bad at it either.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:08 pm
*Kero, choosing to get all of those things by hand, soon returns with all of them*
Mission accomplished...and don't get so huffy when I tease you, Sira...you know I'm just poking fun...you don't have to get all red-assed about it...
**Ooooo....he's dead for that one....**
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:15 pm
Tam looks up from where he is cutting biscuits on the table and narrows his gaze. There is flour everywhere and a small grey tabby is busily trying to clean his fur. "What did you just call me?" asks the bard with a wicked grin. He lifts his hand which is holding one of his raw biscuits and takes aim.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:17 pm
*Kero shrugs*
I just said you shouldn't be so red-assed about being teased, that's all...
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:19 pm
Plop, a hunk of dough catches him on the ear.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:26 pm
*Kero flicks it off*
Watch it, Sira, or I'll bean you with a frying pan like I did Hopian...and I'll aim for your brain...wherever you keep it....
*Ducks a batch of dough*
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:29 pm
The cat ducks for safety under the table. asTam grins and reaches for another handful.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 2:52 pm
*Kero is laughing...and Hopian soon comes down the stairs*
By all seventeen elements...what's all the rumpus?
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:06 pm
Tam winks at Kero... "On the count of three... one... two... three..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:10 pm
*Kero grabs a hunk of dough...and when Tam flings his at Hopian...Kero flings his at Tam*
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:19 pm
Tam ducks and snatches up the bowl. "Ye'll pay fer that, traitor..." he growls laughing heartily. He reaches into the bowl and comes up with a good double handful and how he does it, Kero really can't say, but he somehow slides across the table top to bring it squarely down on the cub's head. "Gotcha, Taro... eww... let me rub that in a bit fer ye...."
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:20 pm
*Kero suddenly darts up, smearing his head along Tam's mouth and nose*
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:23 pm
Tam pulls back but too late. There is dough and flour everywhere, but he doesn't seem to mind. A tiny mew from under the table gets both their attentions. He seems to be asking if it is safe to come out yet?
Tam looks at Hopian and smiles wryly. "Um... care to go fetch us some breakfast from the inn. The a... kitchen... is currently... under repair."
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:26 pm
*Hopian laughs, darting out, and Kero decides this is the perfect point to begin to tickle Tam....on his feet*
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 3:33 pm
Tam laughs and tries to pul his feet up under him, but the table is rather doughy and he winds up getting even more dough on himself. He launches himself at Kero and tries to pin him to the floor, retaliating as best he can, when Fortuny walks down the stairs. Coming to a shocked halt halfway to the kitchen. Tam and Kero are on the kitchen floor... Tam on top straddling the cat... but not for long it seems.
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