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Post by James Smith on May 31, 2007 23:24:46 GMT
''Mum.'' i bellowed comeing in. ''I found out what the egg was.'' i smiled. ''Its cute.''
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Post by hoot on May 31, 2007 23:29:17 GMT
"what's cute?" i ask walking down from just waking up. which meant i was still in my sweat pants, had no shirt on, and my hair was messed up
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Post by jasonmiller on May 31, 2007 23:37:40 GMT
''ewwwwww go get dress please i don't want to see that uncle fabio!'' i yell pointing at him
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Post by James Smith on May 31, 2007 23:38:34 GMT
''I dont wanna know.'' i said covering my eyes. ''And my niffler is cute, it hatched from an egg.''
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Post by hoot on May 31, 2007 23:42:36 GMT
"sweet. and i don't have a shirt on. it's nothing." i chuckle and sit on the couch. "i just woke up. leave me alone."
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Post by jasonmiller on May 31, 2007 23:44:13 GMT
''no put something on lease for me do it!'' i pull out my finger gun and hold it up ''do it or i shoot you!'' i joke
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Post by hoot on May 31, 2007 23:48:22 GMT
"dear god no." i chuckle puting my hands up in surrender. "i found a flat anyways so you won't have to see me shirtless anymore." i chuckle with my eyes closed
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Post by James Smith on May 31, 2007 23:54:08 GMT
i took out a real fire shooter. ''Uh ha.''
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Post by jasonmiller on Jun 1, 2007 0:07:25 GMT
''thank you'' i put my gun in my pocket ''hey what the hell is that thing?''
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:10:13 GMT
i open my eyes. "i thought i took that away from you." i chuckle
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:10:46 GMT
''I gave you a fake one.'' i laughed
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:18:33 GMT
i laugh and push it away from me barely touching it though. "there we go."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:19:41 GMT
i pointed it at my foot. ''Lets relive the moment.'' i laughed
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:20:42 GMT
"let us not." i chuckle and point it away from his foot
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:25:03 GMT
''WHY NOT.'' i said. ''Ohh and little Miss Hannah called me a git, so go suck monkey toes.''
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:36:30 GMT
"why'd she call you a git?" i chuckle "and i've healed your foot once. i don't want to again."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:39:53 GMT
''She was testing me.'' i laughed. ''You can tell her i told you.'' i laughed. ''Okay then.'' and then i shot Jason's foot. i laughed as he fell to the floor calling me a fucking ass hole. ''You didnt heal his.''
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:41:48 GMT
i can feel the brotherly love here." i chuckle softly and go over and heal his foot. "now please put it away." i ask
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:45:17 GMT
i put the gun and the coster on my leg. ''Okay then.'' i said laughing
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 0:48:40 GMT
"thank you." i laugh, "now about arthur. you don't like him..do you?" i ask
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 0:50:30 GMT
''I barely know the dude.'' i said. ''But hes tall.''
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 1:24:07 GMT
"well i don't like him, and beause i'm uncle fabio you don't like him. right."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 1:34:17 GMT
''Okay Uncle Fabio.'' i nodded
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 1:36:15 GMT
"there we go. and now i need you to do one thing for me." i ask
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 1:36:49 GMT
''Yes?'' i asked
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 1:50:51 GMT
"now see gideon and i are only two people and molly and arthur move around. a lot. i need help. whenever your around them both, don't let him touch her. in any way. and if they hold hands glare at him. glare daggers" i say "we don't like them touching eachother do we?"
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 1:52:56 GMT
''Umm no uncle fabio.''
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 1:56:43 GMT
"there we go." i smile, "i'm going to go and put a shirt on."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 1, 2007 1:58:09 GMT
''THANK YOU!'' i yelled laughing
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Post by hoot on Jun 1, 2007 2:00:08 GMT
i come down with a baggy tee shirt on. "your welcome. at least i'm not flaby." i laugh
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