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(Zoop?)
He squeaked, nosing Victor's hands.
She laughed slowly, opening the door as the mouse got up, coming over. *** He was a moment more, before shutting his eyes and relaxing.
She looked over at the mouse, who was resting in his bed. "That sounds like fun." *** Osiris simply sat back looking past the trees at the...
She leaned against the counter, looking up at him. "Then what do you want to do while we wait?" *** Osiris went and found a place to sit, relaxing.
"Do you have somewhere else to be?" she asked curiously. *** He followed her, stretching his arms.
"Mm.. 20 minutes or so?" *** "Okay," he said slowly. "I'll come with."
She put her vegetables in, as well as some herbs, and put the lid over. "Now we wait." *** He nodded approvingly. "Good choice."
She huffed with a small smile, finishing up hers. "Hm." *** He fixed the pillows. "What are you going to plant?"
"Well, I'm a little clumsy. Do you want me to chop my fingers off or something?" *** He nodded, standing up and taking one side of the blankets.
"And I don't want your finger bits," she said stubbornly. *** He looked back at her. "But I can help."
"I don't think you want finger bits in the soup." *** He sat up. "I can help with that."
She squinted at him playfully. "That is rude." *** He looked over. "Good shower?"
She squinted. "..I don't want to chop my fingers off." *** He went back to the bed, laying back.
She took some as well, doing the same. *** He laughed slightly. "I'd miss you too."
She added water and a bit of olive oil to the pot, before looking over at him. "We need to chop vegetables, then we'll put them in once were...
She nodded, getting out some ingredients. *** He got up, grabbing some of her clothes and handing them to her.
"I was planning on making some soup." *** He looked up. "Yeah?"
She nodded. "I like that alternative." *** He took his plate into the kitchen, washing it off.
She sighed. "This doesn't feel fair." *** He nodded leaning back. "Fair enough."
