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Crayola · 12-14-2009, 06:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

Arthur was coming to get them. That was good. The thought of sinking as low as to using public transport was just plain awful - and Arthur was nice and efficient. Nodding in approval, Woodson entered the empty compartment in which his twin brother was pointing to.

"Looking forward to the celebrations," he commented lightly, giving the cushioned seat a little dust before perching himself awkwardly on the edge. "No doubt Mother's hired the best entertainers." Extravagant woman she was. It was a Whitcomb thing. Only the best of the best was good enough.

And the feast. Oh, Woodson could hardly wait for the feast. He'd been eating like a peasant these past months.

Closing the door behind him, raising one smug eyebrow at some girl who was staring at them, Sebastian turned to watch his brother dust the seat. That just wouldnt work! There was nothing they could do to protect themselves from the germs.

Five long baths once they finally got home would have to do it.

Sitting himself on the seat, Sebastian smirked lightly at his brother. Oh yes. The celebrations. He honestly couldn't wait for that - and that was saying alot considering Sebastian wasn't much of a crowd person. "No doubt about that. And I hope she has organised a good polo match for tomorrow." Aaah. Polo. How Sebastian missed that.

He even missed cricket and he usually disliked it very much.

"I am also pretty certain that she has invited your personal group of fangirls. I bet they miss you, little brother." Sebastian snickered, teasing Woodson. Watching Woodson being chased around the party would definitely be fun.

12-14-2009, 06:58 PM	#38 (permalink)
Crayola DMAC Occamy Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: Disneyland Posts: 63,102 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dezi Willard Fifth Year x2	Mrs. Alex Turner asterisks user Secret Door Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo Arthur was coming to get them. That was good. The thought of sinking as low as to using public transport was just plain awful - and Arthur was nice and efficient. Nodding in approval, Woodson entered the empty compartment in which his twin brother was pointing to. "Looking forward to the celebrations," he commented lightly, giving the cushioned seat a little dust before perching himself awkwardly on the edge. "No doubt Mother's hired the best entertainers." Extravagant woman she was. It was a Whitcomb thing. Only the best of the best was good enough. And the feast. Oh, Woodson could hardly wait for the feast. He'd been eating like a peasant these past months. Closing the door behind him, raising one smug eyebrow at some girl who was staring at them, Sebastian turned to watch his brother dust the seat. That just wouldnt work! There was nothing they could do to protect themselves from the germs. Five long baths once they finally got home would have to do it. Sitting himself on the seat, Sebastian smirked lightly at his brother. Oh yes. The celebrations. He honestly couldn't wait for that - and that was saying alot considering Sebastian wasn't much of a crowd person. "No doubt about that. And I hope she has organised a good polo match for tomorrow." Aaah. Polo. How Sebastian missed that. He even missed cricket and he usually disliked it very much. "I am also pretty certain that she has invited your personal group of fangirls. I bet they miss you, little brother." Sebastian snickered, teasing Woodson. Watching Woodson being chased around the party would definitely be fun. __________________