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Platypus Campfire, evening
Considering they were going to be moving back to the dorms when they returned from New York, Isabel decided one last marshmallow roast was called for. She sat next to the small fire, carefully roasting a marshmallow to the perfect degree of gooey.
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[and now I flee till evening]
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[np!laters!]
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"Baby or not, we're keeping it away from that Lassie girl. She'd probably steal it and sell it on E-bay."
"No one is selling our spawn!"
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"Look, if you and Derek will commit to helping me save my sister from durance vile, I promise I'll help with the childcare." Elizabeth bit her lip, and gave him a searching look. "You know I care, don't you? I just have to be with--"
Hmm. Who?
"-- Keven, even though he's going to be a priest."
"That's fair. And hey, just as long as we're not getting stuck with the kids by ourselves. I just don't want anyone to think I'm easy."
Hmm....
WHich was when the alien spaceship showed up and made the whole argument moot.
To Be Continued!
Charlie handed over the notebook to Isabel. "Soo, yeah, anyway..."
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