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"Okie!" She says. And trots back up. "By the way, what a scoom bagg? Why are you out so late? Who is that? Why are you wearing silk? How old are you? What game do you want to play? What's that, like, grumpy noise you make?" |
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Aztec grinned when she followed, knowing of the money he'd be paid. When she started questioning him his face dropped, stuttering. "It-I-Wh-Beca-Uh-I don't-ugh, I give up. C'mon, let's go to the woods." He suggested, eyeing Fox and nickering to her. Fox came doing her fancy gaited trot per usual, brushing up against Aztec to which he responded with a eye roll as she reached for the filly. |
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"What game can we play in the woods? Imeanlikewhatgamewouldbefuntoplay?"
She asked. "what your name?" She sneezes, then to play a prank, playfully rolls down the hill, away from the strange horses. "I'm tattling! Hee hee!" She couldnt wait to see their reaction, because she knew that no one likes a tattle-tale. |
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Aztec blocked her way when she started rolling down the hill, staring into her eyes as he spoke. "Get.Up." He snapped, Fox kicking him 'til he moved. "I'm sorry about that honey, anyways. I'm Finch, that guy right there is Creek." She lied, keeping their identities secret. "He's sorry for being a jerk," Fox said, tossing a glare at him. "But if you go tattle then we can't play, and if you go to tattle then me and him are going to leave. But I was thinking....do you want to go on a adventure?" She asked, tone much ncier then Aztec's as she was better with foals then he was. |
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"An adventure? Sure! But why is Creek so..." (Whispers) "Well, he looks kinda silly, with his face and all. Like, his nostrils are always flared and it make him look creepy. How about we give him a makeover?" She says to Fox, thinking of giving him the best makeover ever. "Also, he can't tell me to get up. He's not the boss of me! I mean, someday, I might be queen!" |
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Fox snorted before laughing at the filly's words, eyeing Aztec. "He just looks like that, he's done a lot of work but, even if he looks scary, he really is the opposite." She said softly, Aztec snatching a few brooches as he saw them. "Let's not, because we need to go if we're going on a adventure. Like now." |
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"Sure! Last one to leave is a grumpy-faced-mopey-not-scary-but-looks-scary Creek!" |
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"ooh and last one to leave has to get a mekover!" |
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The second Aztec heard this he scowled and went over to fox, taking out a thing of metal chains and holding them in his mouth as he trotted out to the woods. Fox followed, tossing a sorro glance at Evelanche before continuing. |
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Princess Eva didn't want to be last, but she also wanted to see what a makeover would look like. She girnned, then galloped back to the castle as fast as she could. "Bet you can't catch me!" |
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Afternoon Storms, then Clearing
