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SlytherinSistah · 04-11-2008, 05:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Seeker_Seven

Tag's eyes were glued to Kerry's bag, which was rustling and shaking vigorously in her grip. "I gave him fruit before," he explained. "Monkeys have voice recognition, like babies. He probably thinks I have more food." Tearing his eyes away, Tag quickly ripped open his messenger bag and started rummaging recklessly. A few quills went flying, one of them sticking itself in Claudian's shoe.

After a few moments, Tag produced a small bag of Jarvey-Jiggles, three caramels, a stale pumpkin scone, and a single licorice wand. "Here," he picked out the Jarvey-Jiggles. "These are made from fruit. See if he wants one."

His hopeful eyes flickered up to Kemma's. Maybe the potions won't work and I'll get to keep him. Maybe mum will let me keep a monkey if it's potty-trained!

Claudian saw, watched every second of it, as the quill went flying into the air and stabbed into the toe of his foot. He was stunned for a minute, and then...The Mumbuto stomp.

"GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!" The large boy was soon flailing with the soul of ten Smokey Robinsons trying to get the quill out of his shoe and looking towards someone, anyone for help.

04-11-2008, 05:24 AM	#115 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by Seeker_Seven Tag's eyes were glued to Kerry's bag, which was rustling and shaking vigorously in her grip. "I gave him fruit before," he explained. "Monkeys have voice recognition, like babies. He probably thinks I have more food." Tearing his eyes away, Tag quickly ripped open his messenger bag and started rummaging recklessly. A few quills went flying, one of them sticking itself in Claudian's shoe. After a few moments, Tag produced a small bag of Jarvey-Jiggles, three caramels, a stale pumpkin scone, and a single licorice wand. "Here," he picked out the Jarvey-Jiggles. "These are made from fruit. See if he wants one." His hopeful eyes flickered up to Kemma's. Maybe the potions won't work and I'll get to keep him. Maybe mum will let me keep a monkey if it's potty-trained! Claudian saw, watched every second of it, as the quill went flying into the air and stabbed into the toe of his foot. He was stunned for a minute, and then...The Mumbuto stomp. "GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!" The large boy was soon flailing with the soul of ten Smokey Robinsons trying to get the quill out of his shoe and looking towards someone, anyone for help. __________________