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1. Ah, well thank you!2. First grade! :) I still have some of the stories I wrote about me and my two friends XD they're pretty bad, but I'm gonna always save them :)
Haha thanks...I think?
FIRST: This idea/base for this story is not mine, it is credited to Julane, and is originally Experiment #362. She has generously given me permission to use the story idea, since I think it's absolutely EPIC and all that stuffs! So thanks Julane!!!!!!
"Bandit, c'mere boy, c'mere!"
A little golden retriever puppy came bounding from out of the bushes, tongue lolling out and ears flapping. He pounced on his master, slobbering her with puppy kisses.
"Bandit, Bandit stop it! Bandit!" Kit was laughing and trying to push him away, but he kept dodging her hands and just making her even more wet.
"Aroof!"
Kit laughed some more, then finally managed to sit up and push her puppy away. Bandit was only three months old, but he the strength of an ox. He wasn't even that big, which made Kit question her own strength, but she loved him dearly. Her parents hadn't allowed them to get a dog until her thirteenth birthday, and she had been begging for one ever since she came home from her best friend Olivia's house for the first time. Olivia's parents didn't have an allergy to most species on this planet. Olivia's parents were veterinarians. Olivia's parents had three dogs, a tank full of fish, and two birds.
Olivia's parents were rich, Mr. and Mrs. Fisher always reminded her.
But the two of them were still the best of friends, and Kit always loved going over to her house. And when she opened up her last birthday present that year, and found an actual, living breathing, furry, fluffy puppy in it - her life was complete.
"Kitty! Come on inside it's dinnertime!"
Kit wiped a last bit of puppy slobber off, clicked her tongue, and raced Bandit to the door. Once she got inside she collapsed in one of the chairs, gasping for breath and grinning like heaven had come to earth.
Mr. and Mrs. Fisher exchanged glances, Mrs. Fisher grimacing at the dog flopped at her daughter's feet, Mr. Fisher giving an "we-agreed-and-look-how-happy-it-made-our-daughter-so-stop-looking-like-that" face.
"What's for supper, Dad?" Kit asked, finally catching her breath and sitting up.
"Tacos, Kit! And if you're really good you can have the last dollop of sour cream-" but Kit was already zooming to the fridge, and back again with the last spoonful of sour cream. She gave her best "aren't you glad I'm your daughter" face up at her father, and quickly dropped the sour cream onto her taco.
Mr. Fisher frowned, then sighed and turned away, shaking his head.
"So, honey, tomorrow is the first day of school - are you excited?" Mrs. Fisher bit into her own taco, then gave another grimace at the mess it made, and went to wipe off her fingers.
"Oh yeah! I'd forgotten about that...would it be okay if I walk to school this time? Since we're so close? Olivia walked everyday last year, and-" she caught her parents exchanging glances, and crossed her arms. "Well I could meet up with her, you know - and we walk together? It isn't even that far!"
Mr. Fisher opened his mouth to speak, but his wife shut it again and said, "Honey...you know how we feel about this..."
"But Mo-om! I'm thirteen years old and I can watch for cars! I'm not gonna get run over!"
Mrs. Fisher winced, then looked over at her husband. "Well?"
He looked uncomfortable. "Well, er, Sarah, she is getting to be a big girl now, and - er - um..." he trailed off when he saw his wife's glare and quickly shoved the taco in his mouth.
"Yes!" Kit punched the air and looked expectantly over at her mother. "Mom, dad thinks it's okay! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"
Mrs. Fisher sighed, then nodded her head in __________.
"YES! Great! I'm gonna go tell Olivia so we can meet up!" And with that she flew from the table, and down the hall.
As soon as their daughter was out of sight, Mrs. Fisher slapped her husband on the arm lightly. "Michael!"
He looked up sheepishly. "I'm sorry, dear, but the kid's kind of got a point..." He trailed off again and shoved the last bite of taco back into his mouth.
XD poor Elsa
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Love it!!!
:D Yay! Glad I could be of help!
Yay!
XDXD yah sure
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Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fineeeeeeeee;) I'll definitely join it tho when/if you do make it!
This sounds like a pretty epic story!!For water, I really like Kaedric, I don't know why I just like that name!
Yeah I get what you mean!+squeals+ YES DO IT PLEASE YES YES YES
OOoooooooh!
Hmmm I think I like....I think I actually liked December best, probably because she had the most...i don't know I feel like she had the most, like insight to her inward thoughts and unspoken things in her personality, like how she is fierce and kind of mean, doesn't really think of her 'friend' as an equal, sort of...and how she is determined to get what she wants, I guess? I don't know, that is just what I got from that chapter...I could be reading her completely wrong, though, haha!Ooooooh!! :D:D:D:D
Very good! Love the feeling of the tree and the imagery! :)
O.O WOW this is really great! All the characters so far are really different and have different reactions to the letters, and I think that's really great, showing.....all that....yeah keep going!! :D
Mm! Thank you Ravanna and Emmeline! Yes, I was looking all over the internet for male names that meant dark/night/shadows/etc etc, but I just couldn't find one I felt really suited this character...Anyway, thanks again to both of you! I really like some of those names, like Rafe and Zane, so thanks!
Thank you - it doesn't really follow the theme of most of my stories, it just feels different to me - and that's why I like it! :)
