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Posted by Katrina on Nov 30, 2011 19:33:33 GMT -6
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Nov 16, 2013 12:00:06 GMT -6
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Arms crossed, eyebrow raised... what was he, her father? Her father who didn't believe a word she was saying?
Hey, she was being totally honest and sincere here. If he wanted to go and be prejudiced against teenagers just for being the age they were, fine. She wouldn't bring him office supplies any more. Or save his life. Unless it was really, really necessary. Because she wouldn't actually want him to die because of her.
But really, did he have to go all fatherly on her?
And... was that a growl?
It was a growl. Well then. If she wasn't going to be teen-agery before she certainly was now.
She scooped up her snarky little pokémon and turned, waving good bye over her shoulder.
“I'll stay out of your crime scenes if you stay out of mine!”
With that, she and Calley disappeared in a flash of perfectly innocent, non-sarcastic, angelic light.
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