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[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Tinkling wind chime noises along with slightly impossible foosteps as Del wanders around not-her-room trying to figure out if where when she can hang her new wonderful present without someone getting mad.]

Presents presents... [Some indistinct humming, and a thump she she falls over nothing while she was standing on the same] Ah...

Books!


[Healing]

Puppies need... things?

[/Healing]

Comments

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

Always so interesting to see just what will get recorded every now and then.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Only what they wa~ant.

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Fickle little books.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Is his ever naughty?

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

As often as it can be.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Some echoy laughter, and fingers walking across the paper]

He is... BB?

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

[A momentary silence]

That depends. What does a BB do?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Blue Bodyguardish person.

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

[Dark chuckling]

Now where did you get an idea like that?

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

[laugh] Having fun?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Its mumble-y~

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

What are you planning to do with it?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Glitter~!

Somewhere maybe...

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

Somewhere in the sun, maybe?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Yes. Windows breezes and all glittery musicy.

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

Hnn. I wonder if it ever rains here.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Once. They were very upset angry not sunyish.

[majestic-blue.livejournal.com]

I'm not quite sure what to name that new thing you have, but it's very pretty.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[She freezes in the middle of standing on nothing again, like she got caught red handed at something, and then in a very hopeful tone...]

...Presents gave Del a present?

[majestic-blue.livejournal.com]

Who's Presents? A secret?~

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Presents is... uhm... A boy?

[Clambering down from a pile of nothing that seems to be very hard to negotiate at the moment, with her wind chimes in one hand]

No secrets from Lover! Usually

[majestic-blue.livejournal.com]

A boy? [He finds her sudden clumsiness extremely cute.] A boy. [He sweeps over to her and takes her hand.] A mere boy, not a man such as myself?~ [He'd better not have competition. DDDDD<<]

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[She smiles up at him, confusion making her forehead crease a tad. She doesn't understand the difference at the moment]

He's... [She shrugs, and pulls him over to the book to point that the comments above his] Presents.

[majestic-blue.livejournal.com]

I see...~ [He leans over to kiss her forehead.] I think you're my present.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Some bubbley laughter, and she's wrapped her arms around his waist]

Can it hang?