just as long as no one ever knows

[impy]

I look a bit like I tangled with a rose bush and lost horribly. I didn't, I tangled with batteries. Battery plastic packs will slice you and dice you quite effectively. o_O Both arms look a bit painful. I'm hoping they fade soon. If they aren't super freaky, I don't want them. [If they are, then I can whinge if sent to work in a similarly painful section. :p]

This was after I bent over to pick something up and smacked myself in the eye on the corner of one of the tables at the front of the store. Ow.

And now, the conclusion of yesterday's picfic. Sort of. No minis were actually harmed... yet.





PJ Sparkles: We got everything?
Dusty: *huffs and puffs* Annie brought the magazines, and I think you managed to squeeze everything else into my bag, PJ. Thanks a lot.
Annie: It was nice of you to carry all the bags, Dusty!



Dusty: It was nothin...Oh hell.
Annie: What's the matter?
Dusty: Paj, maybe you'd better come here for a second...


Paja: What is it?
Dusty: That.


...
Bella: Watch this.


PJ: Oh, you've got to be kidding me.


Annie: This is bad.
Dusty: She's gonna snap...


PJ: but you promised...
Bella & #3: *whisper* Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Jump. Jump. Jump. Do it. Go on and jump if you're gonna jump. Go on. Do it.


Annie: Stop!


Dusty: Paja! Don't do it!


Oren: Oh lord, is it always this dramatic around here?
Annie: PJ, what're you doing? This isn't funny.
Dusty: Paja!


hope was wasted away
faith was wasted away
i was wasted away

never, never wanted this

*Paja jumps*


Dusty: Noooooo!
Annie: Curse these teeny tiny legs! PJ!
Red: Oh no.


Dru: Did you see that?
Icy: ...the hell? Frickin minis. Drama queens, every last one of them.


Annie: I don't wanna look.
Dusty: *whimper*


And while everyone else is otherwise occupied, the Noirs giggle to themselves.
Bella: Excellent.


Bella: So, who wants toys?
#3: Oooh, I do! I do!


Paja: ...damn it...

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