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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 2:12:34 GMT -4
"Well if you turned into either of those you wouldn't be able to move. Not to mention you would have spilled the hot chocolate afterward. Though she might have some gifts with those." Heather said before they heard a knock at the door. "Wonder who that could be?"
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 2:46:07 GMT -4
"Hope there's no space problem. This doesn't look that big." I say
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 3:01:17 GMT -4
"Depends on how many people are out there." Heather said as she hurried over to the door. Opening it up she found a couple of teenagers standing there shivering. "Oh my. Come in, come in."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 3:47:13 GMT -4
"Heya, guys... I believe you need some time nearby the fire." I say, looking for some stools de placing them nearby the hearth "Looks like you were almost frostbitingm"
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 3:49:42 GMT -4
"T-thank you." The girl said as Heather let them in. "Would you like some soup or tea?" Heather asked as the two made their way to the fire.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 6:39:30 GMT -4
"It works be fine, thanks.", say the guy
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 13:41:52 GMT -4
"So what brings you out here?" Heather asked as they warmed up by the fire. "We were driving down the road when this freak snow storm came out of nowhere. Next thing we know we were sliding into a ditch." The girl said.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 14:31:12 GMT -4
"Oh...that's really bad." I say, with the squeak sound.
"Whoa... What is you?" says the guy.
"My fame is Paulo and I'm... Or better... I'm becoming a Santa Elf... Long story." I answer
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 14:36:53 GMT -4
"Becoming? But Santa isn't real." The girl said as Heather went about getting some blankets from the bedroom.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 14:55:34 GMT -4
"Maybe not... But... Look at me. Rosy cheek, check. Pointed ears: check. Short stuff :unfortunately, check." I say "I don't know would happen if you drink that milk be cooked for Santa there. Heather can say more about it, as far I know."
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 15:07:13 GMT -4
"Well I know the milk is enchanted to not spoil and stay warm, but I think that's just the glass." Heather called out from the bedroom. Looking over at the plate the couple did feel a bit hungry. As Paulo went to check on the soup the girl decided to warm up with a bit of the milk.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 15:38:22 GMT -4
"I think the soup is ready." I say
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 15:45:52 GMT -4
"Alright, be there in a sec." Heather said, walking out with a few quilted blankets. "Feel free to take off your jackets and wrap up with these." She said as the girl carefully placed the now half full glass of milk back with the cookies. "Thanks." She said as her and her boyfriend took the quilts. Heather hurried over to pull the soup pot off the stove.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jan 17, 2020 16:06:35 GMT -4
"ok... This is very good Snelling." I say handing some soup bowls for Heather.
In the meantime, the guy goes for the glass of milk and finish it, while taking the cookies "This is really top stuff."
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Post by observer on Jan 17, 2020 16:18:27 GMT -4
"Yeah. Still kind of cute how they believe in Santa though." The girl said before taking a cookie herself. Both found them so good they couldn't help but grab another.
"Thanks Paulo." Heather said, filling a couple bowls before handing them back to Paulo. The little elf went about placing them on the table while Heather filled two more for their guests.
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