The Sin, Monday Afternoon
Jan. 23rd, 2006 03:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deadly_littleMiho sat back on her heels and considered the corpse currently sharing living space with her. There hadn't been time to dispose of him the night before, what with the new boarder and the frog man and the pressing need to throw water balloons at people, but they really had to get rid of him tonight. Having the sheriff dead in their building probably wouldn't be a good thing for certain people to find out about even if he had practically been asking for it. Like the Mountie. Or possibly Jarod, who'd threatened to call the police when GOB's yacht got stolen.
Since there wasn't anything she could do about him now, she flipped the tarp back over him and went down to the kitchen togorge herself set up the slightly damp pies she'd bought at Jeff, the God of Biscuits'. There were all sorts of pies--apple, blueberry, cherry, custard, lemon meringue, sweet potato, peach, and chocolate cream, topped with real whipped cream. She hid that last one. For safe keeping, of course.
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Since there wasn't anything she could do about him now, she flipped the tarp back over him and went down to the kitchen to
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:30 pm (UTC)She stopped short, staring.
"Pie?"
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:33 pm (UTC)wiped blueberry off her lipshrugged.no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 09:34 pm (UTC)"Why are they damp?"
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 09:38 pm (UTC)Becky chewed thoughtfully on a bit of crust.
"I am bored."
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:41 pm (UTC)"Well," she finally said. "We killed the law."
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:12 pm (UTC)"You killed my Mountie?" she cried woefully. "I don't axe your toys, Miho!"
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:15 pm (UTC)"No. The sheriff. The mountie's still alive. But he only counts for the school. And I found tar pits." OMG, Miho speech.
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:17 pm (UTC)She drummed her fingers on the counter.
"So. No sheriff. We should go out to play tonight."
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 10:36 pm (UTC)"Not the old lady either, huh? Definitely not Froggy if he's still around."
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 10:54 pm (UTC)Possibly also the guy who'd managed to dodge her water balloon. Mmm, challenge.
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:58 pm (UTC)He deserved to be set on fire, really.
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Date: 2006-01-23 11:10 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:35 pm (UTC)People were not meant to frog-hop down stairs.
Upon entering the kitchen, he said simply, "Ribbit."
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:37 pm (UTC)"Go away. Or eat flies or something."
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Date: 2006-01-23 09:39 pm (UTC)There would be hijinx.
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Date: 2006-01-23 10:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-23 10:32 pm (UTC)But I did not stab the deputy.))