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Post by pressure on Sept 26, 2009 14:54:05 GMT -5
Children need toys. Even kids that are mature beyond the scope that their small bodies show need something to play with every now and again. Pressure figured that it wouldn't be too hard to steal a few new toys for the gang from the stalls here. Besides the adults didn't really need them. Adults didn't play like children did. Therefore they didn't need children's toys.
Pressure crept through the crowds looking through the stalls for toys she thought the others might like. She'd already grabbed some toy soldiers, a teddy bear, and a big red ball. Right now she wanted an airplane and maybe a doll or two. She sneaked over to the next stall and found a pretty little doll. The stall owner wasn't paying attention so it was easy for Pressure to grab the thing and sneak away. She sneaked over to the pile of crates where she was hiding everything and added the doll to the stash.
I'll need a sack she thought looking at her growing stack of loot.
She set off again to find another doll and an airplane. It took her a lot of sneaking and looking through several stalls but she did find what she sought. Another doll and an airplane. They were a couple of stands apart but Pressure didn't anticipate any trouble in getting them. It was all a matter of timing.
She sat quietly and waited until both shopkeepers were looking away and snatched the airplane. She tucked it into her clothes and moved to a better spot to loot the doll as well. It too was taken with little effort. She tucked it away and began looking around for a sack to store everything in. |
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Post by abigail on Sept 28, 2009 13:46:13 GMT -5
A hop and a skip, a hop and a skip, a hop and a...
Abby's eyes caught on a familiar face and that ended her game of Hop and Skip. Her crooked smile spread out wide, contorting her cheeks as though she were some adorable little woodland creature. Picking up her pace, she hopped as far as she could before that became too bothersome and she took to running on her stubby little legs. She dodged through the forest of knees and ankles. A laugh ran from her as she called out into the crowd: "Presshur! Presshur!" Her tongue tripped and her R's stumbled out as though they were W's, but she was too young to mind proper English.
Bumping into person after person, Abigail was too focused to mind the pale red tint that was collecting in her bare feet. She hardly heard the chorus of "Hey!"s and "Watch it!"s. She kept going as fast at her tiny body would move, laughing and giggling and having fun. When she ducked between some one's legs, she couldn't help but laugh a good deal harder. How fun! Like a bridge! She hiccuped once, but it didn't interrupt her giggles. She kept going, letting out a call for Pressure every once in a while.
And when she reached her, Abby excitedly took her hand and jumped up and down and spoke faster than any child should be able to. "Presshur, I'm over here playin' Hops and Skips if you want to come over and play with me! It's real fun!" Her speech was scattered with Th's that came out like F's and hiccups that were traced with laughter. She was very excited to have her friend with her. She was definitely ready to play. "Come and play, Presshur! I'm playing just right over here!"
She pointed, thrusting one sausage-esque finger in the opposite direction. With the motion, her hand adopted the red energy from her feet, but nothing was expelled. She finally looked up at the other girl, her eyes begging her to come and join the game.
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Post by pressure on Sept 28, 2009 14:25:43 GMT -5
Pressure was headed back to her stack of toys, on the look out for a bag or something to carry her take in, when Abby suddenly accosted her, begging for her to play with her. Pressure's smile snapped into place as it always did around the other kids.
"Sure Abby! I just gotta go put some stuffs away first, k? I'll be right back!" she said excitedly.
Pressure ran off really quick and added her new toys to the stack, making sure to hide them really well. She loved playing with the other kids, that's why she was grabbing the toys. She hurried back to Abby.
"Let's play!" |
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