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Date Posted: 11:15:19 07/16/09 Thu
Author: Lysette
Subject: CREEPER GET AWAY!
In reply to: Drake Jamison 's message, "Why Don't You Just Chill Instead" on 10:25:27 07/16/09 Thu





















LysetteBadeau




“Oh really? A hotel?” Her voice was angelic mixed with sarcasm. It wasn’t heavy but surely he could detect it. “And do hotels normally let ponies and mice---“she cut the words off suddenly, having exposed what lay in her hidden hand. Damn her big mouth. “And uh…mice like children… stay?” She had tried to cover but wasn’t sure it was going to work. As if she could perform magic, she flashed a brilliant smile past hot red lipstick. She moved quickly to stuff her hand into her pocket, Harold still soundly asleep in her fist. She drew the hand out and revealed empty palm with a movement of grandeur. She moved back behind the pony trying to nudge him into movement. His hooves stuck to the gravel no matter how much she pulled and pushed his small frame. “MARIGOLD!” she shouted, trying to tantalize him with a treat. Just then there was a scurrying in her pocket. She spun around letting go of Marigold’s reigns to put both hands into her hoodie. Her back was turn to the male and she was hunched near the ground. She barely whispered, “Harold. Come on. We talked about this. You have to be still until we’re in for the night. You promised, Harold!” Then back over her shoulder she shouted—her voice not commanding enough to get his attention, “Marigold! NOW!”

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