..No.
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Thread Topic: ..No.
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Taylor: ._. Elacie. Don't lie.
I'm not.
Taylor: You are..
*siiiiigh*
*goes back to arranging books, ignoring him* -
Becky: Momma, are you Kaykay? Or is Taylor being a butt? *scampers over, tugging at her pants*
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Becky: ... *clings to Taylor, starting to cry because Elacie pushed her away*
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Becky: ;~; Is Momma gonna leave again?
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Becky: .. *goes limp in his arms* *whispers* I don't wanna live if I don't have momma. *wriggles out of his arms* *NO BECKY NO SUICIDE*
(oh
Ohgawd) -
Becky: *screams* NO SHE WON'T! YOU ALL LIED! YOU MADE HER THIS WAY, AND NOW SHE'LL NEVER GET BETTER. *claws at his eye, hissing* YOU JERK.
(So many. ;~;) -
*there, in front of Taylor*
*stops him*
*licks at his injured eye*
.w. Tiger..
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Becky: *mad face* It's all his fault you're leaving again, isn't it? -
*pins him against the wall*
*gentle kitten licks*
*releases him once finished*
I know you did.. Don't worry about it. What's done is done. You're a great father, okay?
*huggles*
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Becky: ..Why are you gone? Did we not hang out enough? -
:I Now you know that's not true.
*squishes his face*
Harmony: *there, twirling* Silly daddy. You dun know what you're talking about. *giggle giggle* I looooooove you. *accidentally falls onto Dark and Taylor* *more giggles*
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Becky: ..Oh. Well... That doesn't make it any better.
Lucelle: I'll join you, if you want, Elacie. -
Reea: No, she's not high.
Axel: We let her have chocolate.
Clyde: *ears flick* .//. Little girls and chocolate do not mix very well in the morning.
Harmony: *happily flails*
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Lucelle: And if they don't? -
Clyde: ..Seriously? The one time I do try... *shakes head, not finishing sentence* *leaves*
Louella: I didn't know that men could have periods.
*FLAILS BECAUSE SHE CAN'T COMFORT BOTH CLYDE AND TAYLOR*
*rage quit*
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Lucelle: *goes over to Ella* *nostahp Lucelle* -
Louella: *cuddles his neck* That sounds like Dark- *covers mouth* *and hums, trying to avoid continuing*
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Lucelle: *grabs her wrist, stopping her* Really, Ella? Your own sister? -
Luella: Yes? :3 *innocent smile*
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Lucelle: I'm not dead yet. *sighs, stepping back* ..I'm telling Ilya. -
*Louella: Absolutely nothing.. *backflips off of his shoulders* *MAKES A RUN FOR IT*
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Lucelle: He does. He said that if you went into depression, he was going to-
Ilya: Brutally hold you down until you learned you had no faults. -
Louella: =w= *crosses arms* Can't tell, won't tell.
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Ilya: Hm.. Nah. I can make myself look good whenever. *walks over to her, slipping fingers through hers* *in a Scottish accent* Would you like me to make myself sound good, with my pretty wife and amazing children?
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