No..
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Thread Topic: No..
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Stitch: Who said something about planning? *slams tbe door, frowning*
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Amos: Sure~ -
*the
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Alden: No one.. *winces, looking down*
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Arlene: YUS! -
Stitch: *crosses arms* Your father doesn't want me around you so we're going to have to break off that little deal of ours.
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Amos: With what do you want to hunt with? -
Alden: ..B-But.. *stares* *blurts out* That was the only thing that have me an excuse to see you!
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Arlene: *opens mouth* Rrrr! -
Stitch: What? Alden, stop it. All of this.
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Amos: *grins, teleporting to a good spot outside* -
*gave
Alden: I'm not stopping anything! I need you. ;~; I need you! To me, we're yin and yang. I don't care if you don't like me like I like you. I don't care what my father thinks. I.. I need.. *and collapses into tears*
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Arlene: HUNT HUNT HUNT! :D -
Stitch: .. *watches, silent*
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Amos: *leans against tree, looking around for prey* -
Alden: I FEEL LIKE A GAY WEREWOLF FROM TWILIGHTTTT. I'VE IMPRINTED ON YOU. ;A;
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Arlene: ..Hnnn.. -
...
*glares*
*walks up, shoving him on the bed*
NO YOU ARE NOT. I'm done with you, Alden. Man up.
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Amos: What exactly do you like hunting for? -
Y-You can't! You can't, I.. I..
*trails, looking up at him*
*falls silent*
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Arlene: Bear. ouo -
Watch me.
*turns to leave, mumbling*
*pauses*
You're disappointing.
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Amos: So you like big game, huh? -
..I'm gonna die now.
*clouded eyes*
*breaks the bed, extending a claw*
*starts sharpening the bit, shadows coiling around him*
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Arlene: Good bloooood. -
Stitch: *turns, quickly grabbing his wrists* What. The. Hell. Is. Your. Problem? e.e
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Amos: Well, yes, that's ve-
*and a black bear comes from behind a berry bush* -
*yanks them away*
I have nothing to live for. Nothing. Enero probably hates me, I don't like anyone but you, and you.. You don't like me. Nothing.
*and starts sharpening it again*
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Arlene: Beeeear!
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