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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz 
This was like... a rhetorical question, right? Neptune was sure it was and crawled over to be near Trixie instead of answering.
"Did you have a peeksy inside....?" Giggle. "I want to know what's in it. And what's in everyone's. I hope you picked a GOOD basket, Trixie." She BETTER have picked a good one. "Maybe it's kittens inside!!" EEEEEEK MAYBE, right? And they were going to give them little baby baths and name them!
Neptune wiggled her fingers at Finny when she noted him looking. HI FINNY. GIGGLE. "We'll name one Finny the III," Neptune whispered decidedly to Trixie. You know, if it WAS kittens in the basket.
RIP Finny II.
Trixie smiled at Neptune as she came over and sat next to the Blonde. So she'd take that as a yes then, seeing as she hadn't actually said anything to her question. The almost seventeen year old looked down at the basket for a short while.
"No I can't actually look in there...." she stated.
"Besides I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise now would I?" she asked. Surprises were extremely exciting.
"I'm pretty sure it WOULDN'T be kittens. We're at a picnic so isn't it like.... food?" Well that would make the most sense anyway.
"But it WOULD be cute if there kittens in there" she grinned. Because those small meowing creatures were adorable!
"Why Finny?" she asked an eyebrow raised.
"And what happened to the second...?" Or did she not want to know the answer to that question.