Don't know if you did one for today or not, so that I might as well.
Tread "Not Again"
Time: 20 minutes
Tread "Not Again"
Time: 20 minutes
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DWP-"Not again!"
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"Not Again!"
It was simple.
Really it was!
All they ever had to do was clean up after themselves. Sure they were the greatest mages in the whole world, sure they had a lot on their minds, but so did she, and dang it she was getting tired of cleaning up after them!
Completly exhusted from a very long day Melins stetched out on the couch determined to just relaxe for a little while. For once the house was quite, for once it was peacful, and most imporantly, for once it was clean! Between doing a complete cleaning and homework she was ready for along nap.
As ussual the peace of the house was very quickly, very rudly, desturped.
"Dang it Allan! Give that back!" she heard Shawn yell from outside.
"Oh come on dog boy! You can have it back, but you got to cetch me first!" Allan yelled back his chearful Irish voice ringing through loud and clear.
And it was on.
She all ready knew what was going to happen. Allan would run around with Shawn screaming at him untill one of the others decided to get envolved, then they would team up, some helping Allan get away from the others and some trying to help Shawn get Allan.
That was the end of her peace and quite.
"Well guess that means no nap," she muttered standing up all the while pleading with any one with more power then her to please, please not let them destroy the house.
A loud crash was her answer.
Rushing into the next room she could only place her hands over her face and shake her head muttering "not again" over and over.
Allan, the most powerful windmage master in the whole world had once again crashed through her dinning room window. The 5th time that month. Hooting and hallering came from outside as the others jerred at his miss fourtune.
With a sigh she walked, cearfully, over to where Allen lay and helped him up, then heade over to the broom closet. After all what more could she do?
The window would be replaced by tomarrow, and Allan was all ready apolgizing for breaking it again.
She waved off them off and began to search for her missing broom and dust pan.
When she finally returned however she was in for a big suprise.
For once they had cleaned up after themselves and were already installing a new widow. She leaned on the broom and smiled glad to be riminded that there where up sides to living with the seven most powerful wizards in the world.
It was simple.
Really it was!
All they ever had to do was clean up after themselves. Sure they were the greatest mages in the whole world, sure they had a lot on their minds, but so did she, and dang it she was getting tired of cleaning up after them!
Completly exhusted from a very long day Melins stetched out on the couch determined to just relaxe for a little while. For once the house was quite, for once it was peacful, and most imporantly, for once it was clean! Between doing a complete cleaning and homework she was ready for along nap.
As ussual the peace of the house was very quickly, very rudly, desturped.
"Dang it Allan! Give that back!" she heard Shawn yell from outside.
"Oh come on dog boy! You can have it back, but you got to cetch me first!" Allan yelled back his chearful Irish voice ringing through loud and clear.
And it was on.
She all ready knew what was going to happen. Allan would run around with Shawn screaming at him untill one of the others decided to get envolved, then they would team up, some helping Allan get away from the others and some trying to help Shawn get Allan.
That was the end of her peace and quite.
"Well guess that means no nap," she muttered standing up all the while pleading with any one with more power then her to please, please not let them destroy the house.
A loud crash was her answer.
Rushing into the next room she could only place her hands over her face and shake her head muttering "not again" over and over.
Allan, the most powerful windmage master in the whole world had once again crashed through her dinning room window. The 5th time that month. Hooting and hallering came from outside as the others jerred at his miss fourtune.
With a sigh she walked, cearfully, over to where Allen lay and helped him up, then heade over to the broom closet. After all what more could she do?
The window would be replaced by tomarrow, and Allan was all ready apolgizing for breaking it again.
She waved off them off and began to search for her missing broom and dust pan.
When she finally returned however she was in for a big suprise.
For once they had cleaned up after themselves and were already installing a new widow. She leaned on the broom and smiled glad to be riminded that there where up sides to living with the seven most powerful wizards in the world.
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