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NON NON NON NON NON!!!!


[The sound of a sudden high pitched shriek fills the air, followed by the little pitter patting of tiny feet as a three year old Solomon races into the room.]

NO BROCCLY! NO!!!!!!!!!!!

[In a move of desperation, he races to the nearest fortress that can save him from the horrors, darting underneath the desk in his office to quickly hide from sight.]

BAD BROCCLY! DON'T WANT!!!!

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 06:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He blinks, peering over the edge of the desk at the new voice.]

Hi LADY!

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] der-freischuetz.livejournal.com


How strange. Do stop hiding, boy, I doubt the vegetables will come running after you.

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He gasps, having never considered that possibility before. How startling!]

.... running... after me???

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 07:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] der-freischuetz.livejournal.com


Provided they suddenly grow legs.

[private video] evil evil woman >.>

Date: 2010-04-18 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[And like in a horror movie, the child's head slowly turns to fearfully stare down at the ground, his eyes darting around for what might lie in the recesses underneath the desk and the shadows of the room.]

Ah... ah... brocclys... can't... climb, can they?

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] der-freischuetz.livejournal.com


It would certainly be interesting to see them attempt it.

Do tell me your name again, boy.


[private video]

Date: 2010-04-18 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
I don' want to see broccly walk... lumpy walky things.

[His hand stayed perched on the top of the desk as he disappeared to mess with something. The sound of metal on metal drifts over the network transmission as he works to pull out some drawers to climb on. (Having learned earlier not to use books...)

After a moment, his little head reappears and he starts to pull himself up to safety on top of the desk and away from any potential broccoli attackers that might happen to be about.]


I'm... I'm Solomon.

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-20 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] der-freischuetz.livejournal.com


Very well, little Solomon. Do you know your age, too?

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-20 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
Uh-huh. I'm this many.

[He holds up three fingers at the box on the desk.]

[private video]

Date: 2010-04-21 11:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] der-freischuetz.livejournal.com
Oh. Three. Wonderful.

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