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The boy had a missing front tooth and looked intrigued. "Do you go to school with him?" * * * "Hm... have you... have you defeated any...
She headed up the stairs and the two younger fairies approached Theo. "Do you know Monty?" the girl asked. * * * She seemed relieved, nodding...
She gave her a kind smile. "Theo. Make yourself at home. Monty's in his room; I'll grab him for you." * * * She seemed uncomfortable, shifting...
She softened and stood up, brushing off the apron that was tied around her waist. "Oh, I see... let me, uh... here. Let me get him. Hold on,...
The house was old but huge, hidden behind large oak trees that towered above the house. In front, there was a fairy woman with dark brown hair....
"1832 Briar Avenue," he replied. She would be vaguely familiar with Briar Avenue. It wasn't really a residential area, more woodland and forest....
He grinned, obviously delighted with her reply. "Hm. Picnic? We could go to the store and get some bread and cheese and go somewhere." * * *...
"Same here," he replied, sitting up from the couch. "My siblings are being taken care of. Want to go get something to eat?" * * * She groaned...
"And now, onto our next story. Authorities have not gotten closer to uncovering the cause for Ruth Davis' death at Glensdale High School," the...
(Zoop?)
He headed deeper into the parking lot, sauntering off.
He flushed slightly, a rare moment where he looked thrown off his game. “You’re welcome, Sparky,” he said, regaining his composure. He slipped...
“And now you can,” he replied, offering her phone back to her.
“You could,” he replied playfully, filling out his information.
He laughed slightly, taking the phone from her, his thumb brushing over the screen thoughtfully. “You’re quite bold, Sparky.”
He looked down at her, his eyes soft, before he tapped the tip of her nose. "I should head out."
"I see. Well, don't worry," he replied playfully. "I won't hold it against you."
He laughed slightly, opening her front door for her. "You rich, or something, Sparky?"
He looked impressed. “That one is yours? I thought it belonged to a teacher.” *** She nodded, sighing before heading over to the officers.
“Which one’s yours?” he asked, looking across the parking lot. *** “Yeah,” she said with a small sigh. “I don’t imagine you’ll be much use to...
