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Old 10-13-2012, 12:55 AM   #22 (permalink)
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Taking careful measured steps Nell eased around the door of the giant gingerbread house her mouth agape. Merlin, I love magic! The place was amazing! Stepping into the first room she sauntered around taking all of it in. It was just like someone had taken a miniature and just blown it up to human size. The place smelled like pure sugar. Nell pushed her hands into her pockets to keep herself from reaching out and grabbing handfuls of the sweet stuff.

She had chosen to dress up a little though she hadn't over done it like some people she had seen. She was wearing her favorite red sweater that buttoned up in the front and the sleeves belled out around her hands. She had decided on jeans because they were comfortable and warm. Annnndddd....she was wearing high heeled boots that fit snugly over her jeans and came up to her knees. Idly she wondered how the heels weren't sinking into the graham cracker floor.

As she drifted to the next room her hand went to the small package that was in her coat pocket. The neatly wrapped package was still there. Smiling she tucked some of her hair behind her ear and kept looking around the magical house.
A place to think.... Oh, this seems like one! Or a good place to EAT.

That was what was going through Edmund Clay's mind as he entered the edible heaven that was the Gingerbread House. With the recent events running through his mind, he walked around, eyeing certain things with interest and scoffing at others. Seriously, jelly chairs? Like... wibbly wobbly gelatine? For someone to sit on? Okay then. He turned around see if there was anything he liked and was instantly in front of none other than Nell!

Without hesitating, he hugged her REALLY tightly. "Gosh, Nell! You look AWESOME!" Was he meant to dress up? Yet ANOTHER memo he'd missed!
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