Suddenly the door burst open like a ripe quamquat and being_there flounced into hellison's bedchamber, kickstepping wildly, her face replete with glee, jealousy, outrage, hurt, dismay, joy, confusion, relief, happiness, energy, satisfaction, and something that might have been mild constipation. "How could you, oh Weevil King!! How could you start the Riverdance without me??!!" Being-there leapt lightly like a primadonna fruitfly onto the left side footboard post, and Paul cheered wildly whilst Callum whistled in glee and hellison gnashed her teeth as being_there Riverdanced alongside the McCorley weevils.
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branchandroot
Don't worry; the weevils hurt us all inside.
Date: 2006-10-18 03:28 pm (UTC)