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Post by Spot on Apr 4, 2010 14:21:00 GMT -5
Spot
"Spot, I've been your friend for a fairly long time, I'm not scared of you, and marrying you dont scare me either."
Spot knew this was what she would say. "Marriage is different than friendship. You can leave a friend. You can't leave you husband just like that. You know I lack the ability to understand when other people are sad, or upset. Like when I said the thing about Solider. I just wanna give you a fair warning.
"You know, you deserve a whole lot better than me. I mean, you could have any dame on the whole planet, yet you chose me. I always thought-I always thought you'd end up with some blonde hair blue eyed beauty, not some...Not some short girl who probably wont do much in life cause she can't read."
Spot sighed, smiling at her. "What would I want with some blonde haired, blue eyed, delicate beauty when I can have a smart, beautiful, amazing girl like you who can fight me to beat her. And Doll, you'll amazing things. You don't need to be able to read for nothing. Your amazing for who you are." He squeezed her in a hug to embarrass her. "And I like midgets. Make me feel tall."
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Post by Doll on Apr 4, 2010 14:37:17 GMT -5
Doll "Marriage is different than friendship. You can leave a friend. You can't leave you husband just like that. You know I lack the ability to understand when other people are sad, or upset. Like when I said the thing about Solider. I just wanna give you a fair warning."
She nodded, "Well I wont mind if you can't tell if I'm happy or sad, I'll tell you how I feel. And consider your 'warning' noted." Smiling at him, she wondered why he always felt like he had to warn her about things. Doll literally stayed in one place forever just to get a piece of information for him, putting her life on the line for that was something different than marriage, but at least it was one of those good differences. The kind of difference that made a huge difference.
"What would I want with some blonde haired, blue eyed, delicate beauty when I can have a smart, beautiful, amazing girl like you who can fight me to beat her. And Doll, you'll amazing things. You don't need to be able to read for nothing. Your amazing for who you are And I like midgets. Make me feel tall."
Blushing, she replied, "You really think I'm beautiful?" that was a pretty big compliment on his part. Doll never really knew what to say to that, but when he called her a midget, and how they made him feel tall she laughed, "I hope I make you feel like a giant then!" Hugging him back, she was still laughing a little, "It's awful, Singer's twelve and taller than me! I'm doomed to being short forever!" Doll laughed at that. Singer was a giant for a twelve year old, and it was kind of scary. But oh well, that didn't matter at the moment. "Spot?" she started to say, "Think we should go inside? I'm freezin' my arse off."
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Post by Spot on Apr 9, 2010 17:02:53 GMT -5
"Well I wont mind if you can't tell if I'm happy or sad, I'll tell you how I feel. And consider your 'warning' noted. You really think I'm beautiful?"
Spot gave her a little smile. "Well that will be appreciated. I'll forget. And you are beautiful. Gorgeous little midget." He kissed the top of her head with a little smile. He was getting cold as well, in fact, that was an understatement. To tell you the truth, he wanted to go back inside. Boston had been cold enough. He gave her a small hug and nodded. "It's freezing cold and don't know when it'll ever get warm. Seems like the worlds decided to freeze over in honor of the king of coldness and the most hated man on the planet." He smiled and tried to lead her inside. "Come on inside."
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