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Post by peem on Oct 11, 2006 21:35:24 GMT -5
Peem nodded. "Nay...yous have a point--but tis a dangerous point." He laughed a bit.
"Yeah..and beware me mum...she's a true scottish mum through and through...and I'm a mama's boy."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 12, 2006 16:40:48 GMT -5
"True enough, true enough. But, that's what makes life interesting.."
Dodger watched Peem a moment before he chuckled. "No problem, mate. That I understand." He'd never admit it out loud, but he missed his own mum. Made him want to go to Boston to see her, then he quickly remembered he hated Boston.
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Post by peem on Oct 12, 2006 20:10:43 GMT -5
Peem smiled a bit. "Well...remind me to invite ya over for dinna one day..." He laughed. "If you can handle Scot cookin, my mom's the best in the city--or so I say."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 19:46:53 GMT -5
Dodger laughed a bit, "No problems there. A good meal is a good meal. If you're mum is nearly as good as ya say she is." He smirked, who'd have thought he'd find a mate, while he was out takin a strole, and a Scot no less.
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Post by peem on Oct 13, 2006 20:50:47 GMT -5
Peem smiled and put out his hand. "Well den its a deal, mate. My mom always loves it when I bring new people over." He winked. "...but just try and leave the trouble outside the apartment."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 21:25:02 GMT -5
Dodger laughed, "I'll do what I can. But I ain't makin' no promises. You're mum sounds like the right sort, might be fun."
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Post by peem on Oct 13, 2006 21:31:52 GMT -5
Peem laughed. "Oye...I'm gonna be surrounded by Brits...Blaize, my 'brother' of sorts, who lives with us...is british as well. Is cake crazed...hope you aren't as well." He smirked.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 21:39:15 GMT -5
Dodger snorted and waved his hand, dismissing the idea. "Nah, mate." He smirked. "I happen ta like sweets of all kinds, though, I like crumpits."
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Post by peem on Oct 13, 2006 21:43:19 GMT -5
Peem laughed. "Well you're in luck! I make some good ones...and I mean a great pot o' tea!" He shrugged. "Guess I learned something in when you people occupied my people."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 22:38:48 GMT -5
Dodger smirked and then laughed. "Oy Mate, a spot a tea now an then suits most, not just us Brits." He wiggled his fingers and tipped the hat off his head. "Besides, me mum is from Wales."
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Post by peem on Oct 13, 2006 22:42:15 GMT -5
Peem nodded. "Ach...guess I wont tar n' feather ya none then." He smirked. "Or rattle on about how I want some more or some otha' horrid book cliche." He laughed.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 23:15:22 GMT -5
Ddoger winked at him, "No worries, mate. That was Oliver, Dodger was king." He smirked, he also remembered Dodger's lowest point in the book. The biggest difference between him and his liteterary counterpart was simple. He wasn't a coward.
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Post by peem on Oct 13, 2006 23:22:07 GMT -5
Peem shoved Dodger playfully. "Oi...but the book was about Oliver." He laughed a bit. "Nah..I nevah need to be center of attention--it has trouble that comes with it--the kind you like."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 13, 2006 23:48:47 GMT -5
Dodger chuckled as he was shoved, "Aye, mate. But Dodger was still me idle. He was good at what he did." He smirked wildly, trouble was what he was good at.
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Post by peem on Oct 14, 2006 10:49:29 GMT -5
Peem nodded. "Aye dat he was." He smirked. "But be sure you aren't so good at what you do doesn't lead ya ta an early grave." He laughed. "I'd miss ya, perhaps." This Dodger kid was amusing and quite refreshing from the normal newsie he met.
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