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[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

There's no sugar.

No cookies with crunchy bits.

No chocolate.

No candy.

No sugar.

None.

AND IT IS NOT NEAR A WEEK YET.

There is a slightly manic Beaver Baby in the bar.

She is not asking for sugar.

Because that would be wrong.

She is gnawing on a table like there's no tomorrow.

There are woodshavings about her feet.

Gnaw, Sunny.

Gnaw.




Did we mention there's no sugar?

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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy blinks at the table-eating toddler. He crouches down next to her.

"Hello. Um... that doesn't look very tasty."

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

He gets a glare.

"Is delicious," stubbornly.

Gnaw.

Gnaw.

Gnaw.

BUT NOT AS DELICIOUS AS COOKIES.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy winces and looks around to see if Sunny has a parent nearby.

"Don't you get splinters? I don't think Bernard will be very happy if you eat his furniture."

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

She mutters something that sounds vaguely like, "Tuff shit," but is probably not, for that is not a respectful way to speak about your father's attitude upon eating his furniture.

Gnaw.

Gnaw.

Dammit.

Stupid horses.

Stupid antichrist.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy frowns a little. Even kids in Holby aren't swearing by her age. He tries to think of something else it could have been.

Guppy isn't good with dealing with children.

He wasn't very good at dealing with children even when he was one, and it wasn't that long ago.

But right now he'd just a little concerned about the whole wood eating thing.

"My name is Guppy." he says eventually, at a loss for what else to say. "What's your name?"

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

There's a Peacekeeper eyeing the child with distaste. Where are the parents, is the question on her mind.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

There's a child eyeing the Peacekeeper in a manner that suggests she thinks her leg might be good to bite, too.

JUST A LITTLE.

She'd paint it. BUT THE PAINTS ARE GONE.

LIKE THE SUGAR.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn is often bitten by things. They would point out that she tastes better than table.

"Hello."

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Hey, don't know the table til you try it.

"Hi." Still eyeing.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Do you happen to have parents?" Aeryn asked, sort of politely, more wary.

[the_lioness]

*Poor Sunny.

A vaguely guilty looking knight wanders over with two apples in hand. She watches Sunny for a moment, then sits down on the floor beside her.

The apples are large and bright, bright red.

Also, a good source of natural sugar.*

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, sugar.

Even if it is all icky and unprocessed.

Sunny eyes Alanna.

Eyes the apples.

Eyes Alanna.

"Hi."

[the_lioness]

Hullo, lass.

*She smiles and takes a large bite out of the smaller apple. My, that was a loud and satisfying crunch.*

Hungry?

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeyes more.

"Yes."

[the_lioness]

These are great apples. *She takes another bite and chews slowly, blinking.* Oh! Would you like the other one?

[v_knidh8er]

Hear that? It's the pitter patter of tiny feet. Some might say mini-feet, but not The Littlest Loompa^tm. He only ever says,

"Oompa?"

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny...

Stares.

This is a new one.

AND HE IS THE RIGHT SIZE TO PLAY DRESS-UP WITH.

"Hi."

[v_knidh8er]

Oooh no. He knows that look. That's the look most of the other Loompas give him when they want him to do something that will make them laugh and him want to hide.

The Little Guy takes a step back, and attempts to hide from the girl behind one of the other table legs.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Awww, he's skittish.

LIKE HISS.

But Sunny has learned how to calm Hiss.

It involves drugs.

"Hi?" she tries again, trying to peer around at him.

[v_knidh8er]

He doesn't move, but does respond to her greeting. Not doing so would be rude. And Dr. Evil has taught him that it's not good to be rude....or try to eat the kitty.

"oompa."

[ariseinmight]

Melkor watches Sunny from a nearby table.

He seems amused.

He also seems to have a candy bar. Quite a large one, actually.

He is clearly a bastard.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes he is.

She might be staring.

Intently.

Staring.

[ariseinmight]

Melkor just stares back, smiling faintly.

As he breaks off a piece of the chocolatey goodness and pops it into his mouth.

"Hello, little one," he purrs.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Stares.

Yup.

Stares.

"...Hi."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"So if I ask Bar for 'Sammich' then I'll be fine?"