[He may have intended that to sound irate, but it really just sounded like surrender. She'd best not start pulling out the four-letter-words like 'nice' and 'good'. The demon would have to start being bristly and moody.
The thought was truncated when she threw herself into a hug around him before they were both standing. He didn't quite know what to do with himself during those hugs. Perhaps they'd grow on him, but he wouldn't admit it.]
Oz poppies? [A bewildered head] Sleeping flowers? [But that made sense, didn't it?
The next thing he knew he was being dragged along at a run beside her. Running wasn't his thing. Might seem to be with those long legs of his, and the relatively fast-paced lifestyle, but why run when you could fly or drive?]
First you're napping, now you're running. I thought I was extreme. Where exactly are we headed? Or is simply 'away' the destination?
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[He may have intended that to sound irate, but it really just sounded like surrender. She'd best not start pulling out the four-letter-words like 'nice' and 'good'. The demon would have to start being bristly and moody.
The thought was truncated when she threw herself into a hug around him before they were both standing. He didn't quite know what to do with himself during those hugs. Perhaps they'd grow on him, but he wouldn't admit it.]
Oz poppies? [A bewildered head] Sleeping flowers? [But that made sense, didn't it?
The next thing he knew he was being dragged along at a run beside her. Running wasn't his thing. Might seem to be with those long legs of his, and the relatively fast-paced lifestyle, but why run when you could fly or drive?]
First you're napping, now you're running. I thought I was extreme. Where exactly are we headed? Or is simply 'away' the destination?