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Post by reeves on Mar 25, 2009 15:50:06 GMT -5
"And I wouldn't dream of getting you in trouble with your sister."
Reeves chuckled as well, "Yeah, you wouldn't believe how Alice is, she frets somethin' awful."
He started on his way again, though turned to give her one last smile. He watched her go, just hoping she wouldn't get in trouble and that they hadn't made a mistake. It wasn't a mistake in his heart though. Catherine was nicer to him than pretty much anybody. He watched until she was out of sight, and shook his head with a sigh, running a lazy hand through his messy hair, and smirking, recalling the fun he had had that day. He headed on home to his apartment, trudging idly.
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Post by bella on Mar 30, 2009 22:10:19 GMT -5
*New day*
Bella's thin frame was hunched over her sketchpad. It had been much too long since she sketched, it was one of her favorite things to do. She would glance up occasionally, push her light brown hair out of her face, study the scenery around her, and then look back down.
She looked up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and glanced back down at the drawing that perfectly matched the pond and trees in front of her. A content sigh escaped her small mouth. Her hard work was finally finished. Now, she just had to find someone who would buy it...
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Post by reeves on Mar 30, 2009 23:55:24 GMT -5
Reeves was lazing about, laying flat on his back in the grass, staring up at the sky and clouds. Seventeen year old Danny sat next to him, picking at the blades of grass and watching a girl newsie who was walking down the path. Reeves looked at the look on his brother's face and shook his head.
"Don't even think about it Danny," He said. Danny rolled his eyes before smirking. Although Reeves was two years younger than Danny, he was more in control.
Reeves looked at the big white clouds as they moseyed across the sky and pointed at one. "What does that one look like Danny?"
"That one? Hm...it looks like a three legged dog."
Reeves just shook his head and smiled, save it for Danny to think up something crazy like that. To him, it looked like a bear, it was too fat to be a dog, which he told Danny so.
Danny just laid back into the grass closing his eyes. "What do clouds matter? Shut yer trap and lemme take a nap, Reeves."
Reeves found it funny that his own brothers called him Reeves. It was his last name, so technically they were all Reeves. The reason they called him Reeves was because of this: Darrel was the oldest Reeves, usually called Darry. Then Daniel Reeves, always called Danny. And then there was Seth Reeves. How he came up to be named with an s instead of D, he had no idea. So since there was no really nickname for Seth, he ended up as Reeves.
Reeves stood up and gave his brother a playful surprise, a shower of grass. Then he went to stroll through the park. He liked the pond the best, it was very peaceful. It gave Reeves time to think, which he didn't do often. He reached the pond and was staring out at the peaceful shimmering water when something caught his eye. It was a girl, who was looking at the pond with much detail, and scribbling in a sketch pad of some sort. Reeves was always the curious sort, and he found himself subcontiously edging over, until he was standing right behind her. She put down the pencil, and was finished. Reeves gazed at the finished product.
"Man, oh man, I ain't seen anybody draw something that good. The pond looks just like it does, so real." He couldn't help but blurt, and then blushed a little, hoping he didn't startle the girl.
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Post by Don't Ask on Apr 19, 2009 18:44:59 GMT -5
((New day, for Dutchy and Pup))
As soon as he'd realized they were heading for the pond, Horseshoe had started whining and straining at the makeshift leash Don't Ask had fashioned from his rope belt. By the time they were in sight of it, the dog was about to drag Don't Ask to the ground as he reared back and wheezed, acting as though he would just drop stone dead if he wasn't allowed to chase the frogs on the bank right this very second.
"Okay, okay!" Don't Ask cried, hauling on the leash one last time to drag Horseshoe into a seated position. He undid the knot in the rope from around Horseshoe's bandanna and roughly stroked the dog's shoulder. "Go on!" he said, and the dog took off like a shot for the pond, plowing straight into the water and barking delightedly as the frogs scattered in alarm. "Don't make too big a fool of yourself, mutt!" he called after him.
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Post by pupdawkinseitz on Apr 19, 2009 18:55:34 GMT -5
"Go on! Don't make too big a fool of yourself, mutt!"
Pup laughed at Horseshoe and then as the dog took off, Pup took off too at his heels, flying towards the pond and laughing gleefully as he stomped into the pond, following Horseshoe around, watching the frogs jump in escape and giggling. He slipped and fell, landing in some mud, but didn't mind, just pulled himself up and gave a big grin back at the two older boys, trying to help Horseshoe catch some frogs.
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Post by dutchy on Apr 20, 2009 11:56:15 GMT -5
Dutchy laughed, watching the boy and the dog and set his papers down on a nearby bench, having sold one along the way. He took a glance around, taking another drag on his dying cigarette, for a moment wondering if Snyder hadn't followed them and would arrest all three of them and the dog for disorderly conduct or something.
"Amphibicide," Dutchy muttered to himself then exhaled with a smirk.
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Post by Don't Ask on Apr 20, 2009 12:31:48 GMT -5
Don't Ask had forgone the bench in favor of flopping down right on the grass, legs sprawled before him as he leaned back on his arms to watch Pup and Horseshoe terrorize the frogs.
"Amphibicide."
He was just about to give Dutchy a confused look when he realized what it was he said, pieced together the play on words, and threw his head back and gave a loud bark of a laugh.
"Don't worry, he hardly ever catches one," Don't Ask assured him. "He just barks at 'em, chases 'em into the water and practically drowns himself trying to follow them."
To illustrate his point, Horseshoe set his sights on one frog in particular and lunged for it. The frog divebombed into the water, and the dog charged after it, head down and bubbles streaming from his nostrils as he tried to chase it down. After a moment, he came to the conclusion that breathing was more important and stood up again, sopping wet and muddy from paws to muzzle.
Don't Ask whistled through his teeth, catching the dog's attention. Horseshoe pricked up his ears and stared. "Get 'em!" Don't Ask shouted.
But instead of finding a new frog to attack, Horseshoe streaked out of the water and bolted straight for his master, muddy water streaming from him as he ran.
"No, no, no--GWAH!" Don't Ask shielded his head with his arms as the dog pounced him, splattering mud all down the front of his shirt and trousers, leaving muddy paw prints on his shoulders and slobbering doggie-kisses on his face. "Get offa me, you furry pestilence!" Don't Ask roared, barely masking a laugh, and shoved the dog away.
Horseshoe backed up a few paces, turned back to face Don't Ask and Dutchy again, and began twitching his ears.
"Oh, no," Don't Ask muttered. "Hit the deck!" He threw himself in front of Dutchy, acting a human shield as the dog shook his head, flapping his ears and shaking out his coat, sending water flying in all directions like a water bomb.
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Post by pupdawkinseitz on Apr 20, 2009 15:42:35 GMT -5
Pup watched Horseshoe spray his master and Dutchy with water and burst out laughing, watching them get covered in water. He turned back to frog catching, pouncing on a frog, but just landing in more mud. It was a big bullfrog to, and Pup narrowed his eyes. He stood silent for a whole moment, glaring at the frog, who turned his big eyes up at him and ribited, as if taunting him. Pup was going to catch that frog.
Finally, he quick moved his hands and lunged, catching the bullfrog in surprise and clasping it in his hands. Letting out an excited shout, he ran out of the pond, running for the boys.
"Look! Look! I caught one! I caught one!" He yelled, a big grin on his dirt streaked face. He was covered worse than Horseshoe from head to foot in mud and water. His shoes were muddy and slippery and he went face first into the grass. The frog flew out of his hands and landed on what, but an unexpecting Dutchy's face.
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Post by Don't Ask on Apr 20, 2009 15:55:45 GMT -5
"Look! Look! I caught one! I caught one!"
"Weg te gaan*, kid," Don't Ask choked, trying to spit the mud from between his lips. As he watched, Pup's muddy shoes slipped in the grass and he went down. Don't Ask (who was getting awfully intimate with the ground lately) dove out of the way, looking up just in time to see Pup's quarry land squarely in Dutchy's face with a 'splort!'
He burst into peals of laughter at the two of them, at all three of them, and rolled to one side, clutching his ribs while he hooted. Horseshoe, muddy as anything, bounced in circles around them, barking like laughter as well, and looking anxiously at the frog.
(* Weg te gaan is Dutch for 'way to go.')
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Post by dutchy on Apr 20, 2009 16:37:05 GMT -5
Dutchy stopped laugh as the frog jumped onto his face in surprise. They turned into giggles instead, outright giggles, and he gently took the frog in his hands, dropping the remains of his cigarette into the wet ground. It squirmed, but seeing Horseshoe's look through the smear of mud on his glasses he pulled off his hat dumping the frog inside and clutching it gently to his chest.
"Oh! It got away, Horseshoe!" Dutchy took a step backward, inadvertently knocking his two newspapers to the ground.
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Post by Don't Ask on Apr 20, 2009 16:55:07 GMT -5
Horseshoe whined and yapped, rearing back on his hind legs, not to be fooled by a simple disappearing act. Dropping on all fours, he spun in a quick circle and stared at Dutchy's hat, then reared back, dropped and spun again.
"Quick, make a break for it!" Don't Ask cried, taking Dutchy's hat and bolting for the pond again. Halfway there, he passed Pup and tossed the hat into his hands, never breaking stride. As planned, Horseshoe missed the drop and continued running after Don't Ask. He led him around in a circle a couple times before finally coming to a stop and holding out his hands. "What? Where'd it go? I don't have it anymore! It's a magical frog!"
Horseshoe stopped short, sensing he had been had.
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Post by pupdawkinseitz on Apr 20, 2009 17:12:45 GMT -5
"Quick, make a break for it. What? Where'd it go? I don't have it anymore! It's a magical frog!"
Pup made the mistake of holding the hat out in front of him to check on the frog. Horseshoe laid eyes onto it and licked his chops. Then he bounded for Pup.
Pup looked up and yelled, "Ahhhhh!" and Horseshoe pounced on top of him, knocking small Pup completely to the ground and trying to get at the hat.
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Post by Don't Ask on Apr 20, 2009 17:24:44 GMT -5
Don't Ask darted forward, seizing Horseshoe by the hindquarters and hauling him backward. The dog barked and abandoned Pup and the frog for a moment to try to wriggle free. With Horseshoe distracted, Don't Ask reached around him, seized the hat in Pup's hands and flung it over the lot of them. Horseshoe took off like a shot after it, but it was too late: the hat landed right at the edge of the bank, and a shell-shocked bullfrog leapt out of it and safely into the water.
Horseshoe stalked the bank and whined, staring at Dutchy's hat as if willing another frog to appear inside it, before stalking away in a huff and heading for the bench.
"And another frog has been saved thanks to the heroic efforts of our heroes, the Amazing Dutchy and the Stupendous Don't Ask, and their Junior Partner, Pup the Wonderboy!" Don't Ask crowed as he retrieved Dutchy's hat and shook grass clippings off it.
He turned to toss Dutchy's hat back to him, but caught sight of Horseshoe beyond. His eyes bugged out as he took off for the dog. "No!" he shouted. "Horseshoe, no! Bad! Bad dog!"
Horseshoe, frustrated over the loss of the frog, had found the papers Dutchy had knocked from the bench, and was actively transforming them to confetti.
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Post by dutchy on Apr 20, 2009 22:34:41 GMT -5
((Figures I actually write something long and I get logged out JUST as I hit reply...))
"What a show!" Dutchy laughed and caught his hat, brushing the dirt and grass off of it. A wet sheen glistened from the inside and he rolled the hat up and stuck it in his back pocket instead of putting it back on hi head.
He moved over to Pup, kneeling beside him. Horseshoe wasn't a great dane or anything, but he had knock the kid to the ground, "You okay, kid?"
Before Pup could even answer Don't Ask was yelling at the dog. Dutchy abandoned Pup quickly, and swiped up the paper the dog hadn't managed to get yet, minus a few sections.
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Post by pupdawkinseitz on Apr 21, 2009 18:09:05 GMT -5
"And another frog has been saved thanks to the heroic efforts of our heroes, the Amazing Dutchy and the Stupendous Don't Ask, and their Junior Partner, Pup the Wonderboy!"
Pup grinned and laughed his adorable little laugh, he was having the time of his life. He had never had so much fun ever. FIrst of all, he had never gotten so muddy and dirty before, he thought of what his mother would say if she were to see him sitting in Central Park, soaked and covered with mud from head to foot. And he had never done something so crazy before. He thinked this was the first time he actually really laughed.
He watched Don't Ask take off for Horseshoe, hollering his head off as Horseshoe ripped the newspapers to shreds and he just laughed harder.
Dutchy asked him if he was okay, but before Pup could answer and say he was feeling the best he ever had felt, Dutchy took off as well, trying to save his newspapers. He laid on the ground still, giggling as he watched the chaos ensue. He noticed some onlookers pointing at them, and Pup burst out laughing even harder at the looks on their faces. He was having a giggle fit and he didn't think he'd ever stop laughing.
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