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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 14, 2020 18:42:58 GMT -4
"Oh, sure..." I say "Hope no one be the idea to eat them"
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 14:01:35 GMT -4
"Same, but you never know what kind of people might stumble in this time of year." Heather said.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 14:54:47 GMT -4
"Yeah..." I say, when my nose start to twitch "Wow... That goose smells good."
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 15:13:06 GMT -4
"Thanks. Dad taught me how to prepare it before I left. He figured it would be a nice meal since there wasn't likely to be anyone besides me here." Heather said. "And doubt I'd be able to eat a whole turkey by myself." She said as she cooked the potatoes.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 15:38:39 GMT -4
"Well... I don't think I could eat one too... Too small a belly." I say, patting a little my belly
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 15:42:18 GMT -4
"So true, but a few potatoes and some goose should easily fill us both up." Heather said before looking through a cabinet. "Now where did granny put the pepper?"
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 16:11:09 GMT -4
"There?" I say pointing what look like a pepper grinder
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 16:15:00 GMT -4
"Oh, thanks." She smiled, quickly grabbing it. "I can't eat potatoes without a bit of this." She said as she started setting the table.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 16:46:36 GMT -4
"No problem..." I say "So, your grams like to use magic to cheer up people at holidays... Something else that you can say?"
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 16:50:19 GMT -4
"Well since she moved out here she's kept to herself. Her and mom kind of had a fight back when I was little. Though it's strange that there is always snow around the cabin, even in the heat of summer."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 17:13:55 GMT -4
"And your mom?" I ask, faster than common sense could help "Sorry, I didn't want to ask something so personal..."
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 17:19:22 GMT -4
"It's alright. She doesn't care much for magic and tends to focus on her work. We had a few fights growing up when she refused to let me see granny." Heather said. "She still doesn't approve me coming to granny's, but she can't stop me now." She said, pulling out the goose as the timer went off.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 17:26:31 GMT -4
"So... Your grams does magic and left that enchanted cocoa I drank and made me this cheerful elf... And also she left that cookie and milk. Should her did this expecting not for Santa, but for A Santa? For someone take the cookie and milk and becoming Santa? "I inquire "And you said about lots of coats that made she looking like Mrs. Claus... Do you think that she could expect your mom to become the next one?"
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Post by observer on Jan 15, 2020 17:29:59 GMT -4
"Maybe...I mean I've never seen anyone eat the cookies while I was awake." Heather said. "And if she really intended for mom to become Mrs. Claus, why not tell me? I mean it could just be coincidence that she has similar looking coats." She said, though there was a bit of doubt that it was just coincidence.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 15, 2020 19:01:06 GMT -4
"Sorry... I was trying to understand what happened. You see: if was just by the prank, why not turn me on a nutcracker or a ragdoll or something like this. Looks like your grams is someone that would try the best to give some lesson or gift with their pranks. By this is what I can see about her based on what happened to me. " I say
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