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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 16:23:48 GMT -4
"That's just part of the spell. Santa's elves don't swear after all...Nor does Santa." Heather said. "That's up to you. You're welcome to look around for a cure, or you could head off to spread some Christmas cheer. If you don't mind a dress I have my old elf outfit granny made for me." She said, putting a goose into the oven to cook.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 16:37:22 GMT -4
"No, not at all. I'll accept your clothes offer, Thanks... Can I call you Heather?" I say "I thought that your grams was Mrs. Claus or something like that. I say, I just want to cheer people, but I don't even know how to start." I say, when I see myself in the silverware, my nose now petite and stubby "Well... I can't say I'm accomplished with my new look, but like it more than my common self. I'm too plain, and this looks cute and pretty."
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 16:42:49 GMT -4
"Don't think so. Though it would explain the red and white coats in her closet...." Heather said. "Maybe I should try one on..." She muttered before looking back to you. "Wow. You're even cuter than when I walked in." She giggled, filling a pot with warm water. "Think you can get the potatoes while I go get the dress?"
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 16:51:03 GMT -4
"Sure... I'll try to find them." I say...while for some reason starting to whistling a Christmas Carol
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 16:57:38 GMT -4
Heather headed off toward the bedroom, trying not to giggle at the Christmas carol being whistled. As she got into the bedroom she walked over to the wardrobe and opened it. Looking around for a bit she soon found the pink dress with white trimming. Turning to return to Paulo she hesitated, looking back at the red robes with white trimming.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 17:01:36 GMT -4
"I think I found the potatoes." I say from the kitchen, while waiting you bring that dress "Let me see this dress... How it isn't something too much frilly. I'm still a guy, as far I know. Didn't feel any change before."
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 17:06:17 GMT -4
"Think granny felt the frills were too much. She figured the fur trimming was better for keeping warm." Heather said.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 17:12:16 GMT -4
"Okay... So, let me see it." I say
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 17:18:20 GMT -4
Handing the dress to Paulo she headed over to check on the goose and get the potatoes ready.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 17:27:47 GMT -4
"A little too much pink, but it will work until I find some extra clothes. At least I'll be always clean." I chirped, not noticing on how high pitched my voice was. Not feminine, but like a kid one
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 17:29:54 GMT -4
"Well it was made for me when I was young." Heather laughed. "But on the bright side it isn't enchanted."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 17:45:36 GMT -4
"It's say for me... I'll use this one tomorrow. The one I'm using now is good..." I say "I'll need to think on what to do... For some reason, I'm up to make some toys, but I don't know this will be enough."
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 17:47:52 GMT -4
"You never know. Toys might be enough given some of the kids out there without anyone. Why not give it a try?" Heather asked. "Granny has some crafting stuff in the closet."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 17:56:19 GMT -4
"Let us think this after the dinner, right?" I say, when I remember "Hey, wait a minute : Santa's cookies and milk are still there!"
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Post by observer on Jan 14, 2020 18:01:09 GMT -4
"Well yeah. For when he stops by." Heather said, looking to Paulo quizzically.
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