shufti (
shufti) wrote in
milliways_bar2008-08-08 08:41 pm
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Shufti is out back, with Jack by her side and Leah in a pram. She stops when Jack picks up a big gooey thing.
"Jack, put that down, dirty." she says gently, crouching down to take the doughy stuff off him. "We'll find you some play dough later, okay?"
She stands up again and peers in the pram. And then peers closer, because that's not a teddy bear.
The doughblob protrudes a gooey hand, and gives her a wave. At the next instant she has grabbed it, thrown it to the ground away from the children and shot it with her crossbow. It doesn't seem very bothered, and begins to squelch away.
She picks Jack up, retrieves her bolt, and pushes the pram back towards the bar at speed. There will be time to investigate what these things are later, when the kids aren't with her.
[tinytags: Jack and Leah Manackle-Johnson, Dough that is not made of bread (sorry)]
"Jack, put that down, dirty." she says gently, crouching down to take the doughy stuff off him. "We'll find you some play dough later, okay?"
She stands up again and peers in the pram. And then peers closer, because that's not a teddy bear.
The doughblob protrudes a gooey hand, and gives her a wave. At the next instant she has grabbed it, thrown it to the ground away from the children and shot it with her crossbow. It doesn't seem very bothered, and begins to squelch away.
She picks Jack up, retrieves her bolt, and pushes the pram back towards the bar at speed. There will be time to investigate what these things are later, when the kids aren't with her.
[tinytags: Jack and Leah Manackle-Johnson, Dough that is not made of bread (sorry)]
