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I am a sheep. Or a lemming. One of those.
Ask me for a drabble. Please specify any or all of the following: fandom, characters, setting, mood, event, keywords. If I can oblige you, I will. Fair warning: I reserve the right to interpret your specifications creatively.
Ask me for a drabble. Please specify any or all of the following: fandom, characters, setting, mood, event, keywords. If I can oblige you, I will. Fair warning: I reserve the right to interpret your specifications creatively.
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Wade had gone semi-invisible again. "I'm sorry I was bad, Mommy."
"That was cute when you were four," Snow said dryly. "At twelve it starts to sound a little disingenuous. And stop that."
He reappeared, and squirmed a little in his seat.
"Mom, nothing happened," Millie said defensively. "The stupid squid didn't even wake up till we were gone."
"The two of you are going to apologize to Bernard." Wade winced, and Snow continued inexorably. "And to Sunshine Dust."
"What?"
"Moooom!"
Snow lifted a finger, and the twins immediately went silent.
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*tries not to think about possible explanations*