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sweetpinkpixie · 03-27-2011, 12:58 PM

SPOILER!!: post #2

Flicking off the remaining bits of goat poop off the bezoar, Kurumi set it down on the table and looked back at the goat poop bucket. Since she had found that in the bucket, it was probably safe to say that she was done digging through goat poop...right? Repeating the word, goat poop, in her head so many times was making herself feel queasy.

Pushing the blue bucket to the side, Kurumi reached for the purple bucket next and looked into it.It certainly looked different from the goat poop one, but whether that meant it was a bucket of pudding or cow poop was an entirely different story.

Just as quickly as she had done with the goat poop - she really needed to stop saying those two words -the thrust her arm into the bucket and once again felt the warmth that indicated she had her hand in poop...cow poop.

Swallowing, she turned her head towards the ceiling as her hands searched the warm goo. As she continued to search for her egg, Kurumi began to wonder if she was going to find anything...

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