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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 19:27:29 GMT
Well... let's do something till your dad comes back. Grab a book. *Yawns* why am i so tired?
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 19:29:28 GMT
You are a kitty, you sleep like the whole day, that's what kitty's do. *sighs* Can't I just grab my game? *hops on his bed next to her with his game*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 19:33:42 GMT
*climbs onto his lap and starts purring*
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 19:41:41 GMT
*grabs Henry's storybooke* Maybe there's something in here that can help you.. *can't read everything but tries his best*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 19:49:12 GMT
*Fights to keep her eyes open but falls asleep still purring*
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 19:58:22 GMT
*smiles at his mom* Night Mommy.. *continues ''reading''*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 19:59:38 GMT
*Tail wags and her legs move because she's dreaming about chasing a mouse*
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 20:03:04 GMT
*chuckles* *sees a picture of a dragon and his dad* Awesome..
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 20:09:56 GMT
*Slowly opens her eyes*
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 20:12:27 GMT
*lifts his hand slowly above his mother* One more time.. *magic comes out of his hands*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 20:14:55 GMT
No not again Neal! *A flash of light hits her and a kitten was no longer on his lap but a dragon was*
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 20:18:55 GMT
Ough! Mom! You are too heavy! *then sees what she is* WOW! You are- You are-
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 20:19:31 GMT
What? *Looks at her hand* What did you do now?
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Sept 29, 2014 20:23:10 GMT
*Excited, happy* You are a DRAGON! AWESOME!
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Sept 29, 2014 20:44:05 GMT
*Jumps off the bed and some fire spits out of her mouth at the closet so she covers her mouth* Neal, we need to find your father!
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