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| Red | Aug 23 2008, 08:00 AM |
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The poke called his attention away from the dishes. Sef turned to face his poker. "Aw, come on. It's not that bad. I mean, other kids have to do chores too. And obeying is sometimes important! Especially here. You'll get a wrench in your face if you talk back. Hahaha," the boy rubbed the back of his neck somewhat nervously. "Okay, I'll tell you. Don't tell Ammie. I want to be a fighter. I want to be able to protect my family. I mean, Sis has her guns, but... I dunno. I know sometimes that's not enough. I wanna protect people like us." Just in time for him to finish, the dreaded Sis came from around the corner. Sef whirled back to the dishes. Indeed, if Amyra ever discovered that her little bro wants to selflessly plunge himself into battle, she'd worry herself to death. "Okay, Squirt. Time for bed. We have to get up early tomorrow." "What about the dishes?" "Eh, leave 'em. I'll do them later." "Okay." The boy tuned and disappeared. Meanwhile, Amyra withdrew a couple of full bottles of whiskey out from behind her back. "I lied. Let's do this outside so we don't wake them up, eh?" She grinned wolfishly. |
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