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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:01:50 GMT -5
"Oh. Shoes. I left mine in your room...hehe. My bad," Zanna said, turning back to grab the red shoes that still managed to look okay with the clothes she was currently wearing. Slipping them on, she hopped down the stairs and out the front door.
Yes, she was still hopping as she exited the house.
Like a happy little bunny rabbit. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 0:07:51 GMT -5
"Is Zanna a bunny rabbit now?!"Devin Asked smiling as Drek came skipping out the door. Devin closed and locked the same door and followed suit of the other two. "I'll go where ever you two want to go I don't mind where."Devin said. Drek looked at around. "Since we are new, Zanna should show us around!"Drek exclaimed quite proud of himself for thinking that out.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:14:14 GMT -5
"What are we doing again? Shopping?" Zanna asked, turning to look at them. "And yes, by the way, I am a rabbit. A fluffy, cute, happy little bunny rabbit."
She grinned, hopped once more, then stopped to wait. "Let's hold hands and skip like merry people from Canada," she suggested.
What a dork. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 0:16:20 GMT -5
"Yeah, shopping!"Devin said smiling. At what Zanna said next though he doubled over laughing. He rolled onto his back and stretched out trying to calm down from the giggle fit that had sent him on the ground in the first place. "How about, You merry People from Canada help me up?"Devin asked sheilding his eyes to look up at one then the other. Drek shrugged "lets leave him!"He said.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:37:34 GMT -5
"Yeaa! Leave 'im," she agreed, though she didn't actually walk away. Instead, she stood above him, hand extended and hair falling into her eyes. Blowing it out of her face, she attempted to pull Devin back up to a standing position. "Skip to my lou!" she told them both, skipping in the direction of the small allotment of stores she enjoyed visiting. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 0:39:48 GMT -5
Devin giggled and got up. He skipped after Zanna. "Personally I like singing you are my sun shine when I skip!"Devin said smiling. Drek voiced his thoughts by doing just that. "You are my sunshine! my only sunshine!"Drek's voice trailed off as he started skipping.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:43:47 GMT -5
"I used to sing that song to my cat," Zanna told them, pretending that they would actually care about her past-doings with her feline.
"She didn't like it much, but I thought it was a lot of fun.
"Course, I was only...eight or so at the time, so I was even more easily amused than now--and that's hard to do." [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 0:46:06 GMT -5
Devin started into a giggle fit again. "You sang to your cat?! Well I can't speak I sing to my dogs."He said blushing and giggling at the same time. "Zanna, even more easily amused back then then she is now?! No!"Devin said laughing.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:49:39 GMT -5
"As I said, hard to do. And Devin, there's no need to blush; I'm sure everyone sings to something or other," she said, shrugging and turning towards the shop the were just about to pass by.
"Let's go in here," Zanna told them, leading the brother's inside. It was actually a music store, but it wasn't as if she actually wanted to have to look for something to wear to Cotillion anyway. Plus, she wasn't sure if she could, what with Devin being her escort and all. She was pretty sure they weren't supposed to see the dress beforehand. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 0:53:02 GMT -5
Devin blushed an even darker shade. "I can't help it, its a reflex."He protested. "And if you hadn't had said anything I would be okay by now!"He added giggling. His shade finally returned to normal. Devin followed her in leading Drek by the shirt because he was still skipping around.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 0:55:57 GMT -5
"How, my dear boy, do you know that wasn't my intention?" she asked, smirking and raising her eyebrows for a split second.
"So what kind of music do you guys like?" she asked, not remembering if she'd asked them before or not. Either way...she still wanted to know.
It was just...something she felt she need to know, ya know? [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 1:00:11 GMT -5
Devin thought about this for a moment. Drek decideing he wanted to be a jerk smiled. "You two should stop hitting on each other in public its rather disgusting." Drek jerked away from his brother before the words could sink and ducked behind another row of music. "We like anything really. Panic! At the disco, AFI, Beatoven, really anything."Drek added as he danced down to another row of music.
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 1:07:18 GMT -5
"Eww. Hitting on Devin? In...public?" Zanna asked, as though the thought were unheard of. Of course, she was only joking around. As usual. As always. It was fun to joke around. She probably did too much, but honestly, she didn't exactly care.
"Beethoven...that, I must say, is not really something I'd listen to. Mozart is more my kinda guy." [/color][/size] |
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Post by Devin McKayAnd Drek McKay on Nov 5, 2006 1:10:17 GMT -5
Devin giggled "Haha. I could say the same about you Zanna. Mozart is always good. But Think about it Beathoven's fith. A work of art!"Devin said walking past her over to where his brother was. Drek looked up grinning. He had found it didn't know what but he had found it. Devin took it from his hand and laughed. "This has DDR music on it, we could just play DDR if we wanted to listen to this stuff."Devin chuckled and handed back then went off to look at the Piano Cd's
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Post by zannaarquett on Nov 5, 2006 1:15:10 GMT -5
"DDR! We should have a giant DDR tournament instead of Cotillion. I think a lot more people would be willing to come that way. Dontcha think?" Zanna asked, turning to survey each of their faces.
"I wouldn't be as reluctant if they told me it'd just be us doing DDR. But no. I have to waltz. I have to tango. I have to mingle." [/color][/size] |
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