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Harold's in the woods.
There's a bunch of bushes and trees and underbrush and it's a miracle Snowball's fur hasn't gotten completely tangled.

He's pretty much hidden from view, although since Snowball's white she's probably not.

[OOC: Completely Plot Locked.]

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Prue's face goes a bit more serious and she raises her hands up in a defensive non-agressive manner.

Shaking her head, "No, I wont take you anywhere." she promises.

Snowball has gotten inbetween the two, although the fact she's not barking is saying something.

"No?

Not tell I here?"

Prue sits down as an indication that she isn't going to rush off and tell people where he is, "Who don't you want me to tell?"

"Eberyone." He's almost shaking and his eyes are frightened.

"Run 'way."

"Oh, well I wont tell them you are here but I'm sure they are worried about you." and she means every word.

"DId something happen?"

Snowball nudges him closer to Prue.

Crying, check.

It takes a moment to process and then it clicks and she moves forward to embrace him.

"You poor thing?"

"Dey LEAF ME!"

"I know. It hurts." she hugs him not crying as she rememebrs when her father left them.

"Eberyone leaf! Mommy 'n Daddy leaf 'n dey leaf and..
'now say she not leaf."
He looks unsure about this.

Prue nods, "I understand. They hurt you and you don't want to be hurt again."

"I look and look and look but not find and den come here and then he talk wif me and nice and meet her and Sawa and like but den all leaf me."
Snowball puts her head in Harold's lap.

"I made you a present." she tells him, "Would you like to see it?" this may seem strange timing but there is a point.

Harold looks up at her with an odd mix of strangeness and hope.

"Pwesent?"

Nodding, "Yes." she takes out the amulet. "Yes this is a special amulet. It will let you contact me anytime no matter where I am and I will come to you. Weather you want to play or talk or if you are just feeling lonely."

Harold eeeeys the amulet.
Uncertainly, "Shiney?"

"Yes shiney." she holds it out for him, "All you have to do is hold it and think of me and I'll be there."

He takes it and fiddles with it.

"You com help me?"

PRue nods, "That's right. There is nowhere on any world in any time that I won't be able to hear your call." yes very powerful spell. She spent all weekend on it.

"Special shiny," he says seriously. He puts it in his overall pocket with his crayon.
Now he has two things that he'll guard more or less with his life.

Well Prue would hope that it wouldn't come to that and really if it was a choice between the two she would rather his life.

Prue smiles "Yes." and gives him a hug.

If it came right down to it, it'd be his life..although he'd have a much harder time giving up his crayon.
Still, he values help and people he thinks he can trust very much right now.

"T'ank.
You dood." He nods firmly.

"Your welcome." smilomg, "Would you like to play?" she moves her hands and Speaks this time there are more lights and of even move different colors.

He gasps and reaches out to touch them.
His eyes sparkle.

Prue smiles and keeps them going and letting them move around him. She lets him catch them as he pleases but on occasion letting him chase one for a while.

Harold squees. He's gotten up and is twirling around in the lights and even Snowball is trying to bite a one or two of the pretty colors.
He claps his hand trying to catch the lights, and wrinkles up his nose as one passes by.

It helps warm her heart watching Harlod. This is what she needs to try and distract herself from what she just witnessed.

Harold stands outside of the colors and then sticks his face in and his face wrinkles up and he shakes his head, as if they tickle. He giggles and runs away from them.

Prue moves them about and has them gently chase him as she believes it's what he wants.

It's because she's perceptive that way.

He gleeees and laughs and then runs back through them.

The lights have now begun to change colors for him. One moment a bubble of light will be green and the next it will be blue and another will be red and turn purple.

Harold SQUEES, absolutely delighted. He does a happy dance in the middle of the lights, and then grinning wide he runs to Prue and gives her a huge 'I love you so much you're the bestest person in the whole widest world' little boy hug.

Prue returns the hug with a genuine smile. All the Doom temporarily forgotten.

Little boys and magic are a good mix for things like that.

FTB

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