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OtterySt.Catchpole · 12-12-2006, 05:28 AM

An Airfield in the outskirts of Paris (The night before)

The little teddy bear walked up to the old commandant; a man dressed in a meticulously cared for, spotlessly brilliant old French military uniform. It was like something out of an old film. In the early evening a chill wind was blowing across a late French summer. The man knelt down in front of the bear and kissed him on either cheek.

“Alle et que vous reussir a faire.” Go, and may you succeed. The commandant had said.

The bear nodded solemnly, saluted and said, “Vive le France!”

“Vive le France,” the old commandant replied, returning the salute.

The little bear pulled down his goggles over his eyes and ran to the plane, which sat on the dirt runway about to take off. Ottery would not be expecting an aerial attack not at the Quidditch World Cup, but he was gonna get one. If the boy thought he could go and ditch his bear halfway around the world and then go to the most anticipated game of the century and not invite him? He was crazy loco. No. Vengeance would be Teddy’s.

He climbed the ladder to the old World War I Sopwith Camel and prepared for takeoff.

The bear jumped into the pilot seat and cackled madly as he started the plane down the runway.

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OtterySt.Catchpole SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House Posts: 18,909 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year	Trouble ahead ... not for the squeemish Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert An Airfield in the outskirts of Paris (The night before) The little teddy bear walked up to the old commandant; a man dressed in a meticulously cared for, spotlessly brilliant old French military uniform. It was like something out of an old film. In the early evening a chill wind was blowing across a late French summer. The man knelt down in front of the bear and kissed him on either cheek. “Alle et que vous reussir a faire.” Go, and may you succeed. The commandant had said. The bear nodded solemnly, saluted and said, “Vive le France!” “Vive le France,” the old commandant replied, returning the salute. The little bear pulled down his goggles over his eyes and ran to the plane, which sat on the dirt runway about to take off. Ottery would not be expecting an aerial attack not at the Quidditch World Cup, but he was gonna get one. If the boy thought he could go and ditch his bear halfway around the world and then go to the most anticipated game of the century and not invite him? He was crazy loco. No. Vengeance would be Teddy’s. He climbed the ladder to the old World War I Sopwith Camel and prepared for takeoff. The bear jumped into the pilot seat and cackled madly as he started the plane down the runway. __________________