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Old 07-14-2016, 10:53 AM   #39 (permalink)
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SPOILER!!: Maggie
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Originally Posted by Lislchen View Post
And just as suddenly as he'd come in Dima had left again.

Okay.

Maggie stared at the door for a moment, trying to process this. Although there really was nothing TO process. Nothing weird had happened and she'd survived and they were all good and happy. It was VALENTINE'S DAY after all. Of course they were happy. Speaking of happy, there was her lovely boyfriend next to her who had clearly put a lot of effort into this dinner.

Which was why instead of answering him, Maggie turned to face him and gave him a lingering kiss on the lips. That was where they'd been, no? Something like that. She didn't quite remember. But this definitely felt right. She pulled back with a small grin. Now they could go back to enjoying their evening.

"Now, what's all this?"


Where were they?

Apparently here... with her lips on his. Zeke was NOT complaining. Smiling against her lips he returned the affection until she pulled away. Such a shame that was, but there would be plenty of time for more of that.

"That's a good question," he said exhaling a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. And all would have been revealed too... had they not been disturbed again.

...


Quote:
Originally Posted by Garden Gnomes View Post

A low rumble could be heard before a band of gnomies. No, no, GNUPIDS were here! And they had a special gram to one studensie. Ohh look at the decorations, so lovely it perfectly blended with their rain of confetti.

Giggle, giggle




Aha, here he was! The band of gnupids circled around before tossing a chocolate frog and box of Bertie Botts at him.

tuuuuune

Roses are red,
Violets are blue...
You know, I suck at writing poetry.
Just take these sweets and stop eating mine!

Froooom Frankster!



...

No place was sacred. No place.

Locked doors weren't a thing to garden-cupid-gnomes?... and who'd have thought they could sing.

Uhhh... the confetti might have been a bit much though, like, he'd made an effort with his hair and now it probably looked like he dived into the barrel of a shredding machine.

His reflexes were sharp enough to allow him to catch the chocolate frog without much difficulty, but the box of Bertie Bots hit him firmly on the arm. Sheeesh.

"Thanks?" Yeah. Thanks. Thanks gnomey's and thanks Frankie, the dude was good value.
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