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Reno of the Turks ([personal profile] raspberryturk) wrote2009-03-14 08:47 pm

Room 429, Saturday Evening

It had been a long day, and Reno had gotten permission to beat people up for candy, which meant that Deadpool was the coolest adult ever. But, as really cool days tended to go, there was always a time when wee Renos had to retire to their bedrooms again, in order to pull on their pyjamas and get ready for be-

"WEASEL! WEASEL WEASEL WEASEL!!!"

Maybe not get ready for bed so much. There was a time when wee Renos had to harass the poor ferret, instead.

Honk!

[Open room post is open!]
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku patted her pockets down. "Nope," she said, narrowly avoiding face-punching. "Do you gots any?"
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
This was a dilemma. Apologize to the meanieface, or not get candy.

"But I want candy," she whined.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"But 'm not sorry," Rikku insisted. Life was terribly cruel, making her choose in this fashion.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Can I pet your weasel?" Rikku asked, candy momentarily forgotten.

He might have cootie-fleas, but those honks were kinda cute.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku was going to wobble over uncertainly to the ferret, who ... was probably not all that thrilled to see her, no. But she was offering her fingers out to him, and trying not to be a hyperspaz. (At the moment.)

Mako, still unsure, opted to sniff at her fingers, which led to a squeal of delight from Rikku. "It tickles!"
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-03-15 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," Rikku agreed, holding her hand out to pat at the ferret's back. It wasn't very coordinated petting, but it certainly was the closest that she could get to gentle.

Mako, for his part, seemed to sense there were genuinely good intentions, and wriggled in response. Still wary. The little ones seemed to be insane.