deep_red_bells | *insert an obscene amount of squealing, jumping up and down and dancing around the room*

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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! My book my book my book my BOOK!!!!

Don't worry. I can hold you in your grief.

Oh good!

And together we can curse cruel fate.

With much whining and foot stomping and pouting, at least from me.

I'll probably take it more stoically. I'm not much of a pouter.

Hm. I guess you could glower unhappily, then.

Well, I could pout. I just look rediculous. See?

No you don't! You're adorable!

You think so?

Absolutely!!

Hmm. I must remember that I have this adorableness weapon in my arsenal.

You really, really should. Take it from me, it's a very effective weapon in the right situation.

Of course, the few time's I've tried it against Sandra, the only response was "Noah, quit bein' silly and do what I told ya."

Oh, snap, she's immune!

I'm doomed.

Utterly doomed. Stick a lily on your grave, my friend, you're done.

Will you do my eulogy, dearest Bee?

Absolutely. Something very moving and eloquent.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Keep your eyes on the dog at my funeral. See if he looks happy.

Sandra's little pom? Oh dear, is there no love lost there?

I just joke that Sandra loves him more than me. It's nothing serious.

I think most pet owners come across that way. Especially those that get the tinier breeds.

I think the fact that she skipped our anniversary one year to take him to a dogshow doesn't do much to disabuse me of that opinion.

...Wow.

It was a very important show, and he did win Best in Breed.

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