Sunday 22 April 2012
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Wednesday 18 April 2012
Die misavonture van Odi en Pinkenolsie
She was just floating along, float,float,float. She floated, a bit bloated, and spotted a fuzzy pink goat(ed). She voted to float along to the goat. The goat was in a boat, eating oats, wearing an oddly shaped red coat.
ANd then she saw it. The. The... The THING.
It was shiny and big and red and juicy and shiny. Odi's heart pumped blood when she spotted it, looking around to see if Lola was there, if Lola had seen it. The big and red and juicy and shiny thing stuck around the goat's neck. She floated over, quietly, running in mid-air as she went. Well, until she fell flat on her facev with a big, spiteful smack.
Giggles came from the nearby whispering whisperers. Among them was a man, rigid and shiny-eyed. He dared her with his eyes. Odi ran forward, pushing through the surrounding air, with the man on her tail, which was coming loose from the fuzzy lion suit she was wearing.
The man, moustached and top-hatted, was passing her. But Odi put her hand to his face and pushed him backwards, forcing the words, "Uh, uh! Mine!" from her drooling eyes.
Startled by Odi’s talking eyes the man took a second glance at the weird, floating, running, tailed form that was co-pursuing the red THING. She Surely does not realize its worth and is possibly only intrigued by its shininess, the rigid man thought and doubled his efforts of grabbing her tail, sure that he found her weakness. Odi, invigorated, float float floated forward, throwing of her tail. Incredulously the man stopped as his plan to get the THING was thwarted by Odi’s ingenuity.
With a card or two to play and without wasting too much time, Mr Rigid tweaked his moustache and pulled of his top-hat. A sunflower he here from took and thrust it into Odi’s drooling, speaking eyes. Considering her affinity towards all things yellow Odi stopped mid-float, the THING completely forgotten.
Now, being confronted by each other, with the goat floating downriver and the whispering whisperers left upstream, Odi wondered as to the man’s quaint, mocking smile and daring eyes.
Odi glances shyly to the side, her lips playing on her teeth awkwardly. She frowned at him, and he gave her a confident glance in return.
'He seems to be human.' she mumbled toherself. She couldn't tell.
'Oh but I am.' He said surely.
'Pffffffffffffffffft.' she looked at him angrily. THen looked down at the yellow sunshine in her hands. The flower confirmed his notion.
The man stepped closer to her.
"How can you be human and do magic?" she asked sceptically.
He looked at her, smiled withhis cheeks extending all the way back to his neck because of his lack of hair. "If you want to find out, you'll have to come find out over here."
She thought about his suggestion. "Only if you tell me this:"
"Yes?"
"Are you blonde?"
His eyes grew, "I hope so."
Without a second to spare, Odi jumped on Mr. Rigid, her lips attacking his, not even knowing his real name. (Which is supposed to be really symbolic or something)
ANd then she saw it. The. The... The THING.
It was shiny and big and red and juicy and shiny. Odi's heart pumped blood when she spotted it, looking around to see if Lola was there, if Lola had seen it. The big and red and juicy and shiny thing stuck around the goat's neck. She floated over, quietly, running in mid-air as she went. Well, until she fell flat on her facev with a big, spiteful smack.
Giggles came from the nearby whispering whisperers. Among them was a man, rigid and shiny-eyed. He dared her with his eyes. Odi ran forward, pushing through the surrounding air, with the man on her tail, which was coming loose from the fuzzy lion suit she was wearing.
The man, moustached and top-hatted, was passing her. But Odi put her hand to his face and pushed him backwards, forcing the words, "Uh, uh! Mine!" from her drooling eyes.
Startled by Odi’s talking eyes the man took a second glance at the weird, floating, running, tailed form that was co-pursuing the red THING. She Surely does not realize its worth and is possibly only intrigued by its shininess, the rigid man thought and doubled his efforts of grabbing her tail, sure that he found her weakness. Odi, invigorated, float float floated forward, throwing of her tail. Incredulously the man stopped as his plan to get the THING was thwarted by Odi’s ingenuity.
With a card or two to play and without wasting too much time, Mr Rigid tweaked his moustache and pulled of his top-hat. A sunflower he here from took and thrust it into Odi’s drooling, speaking eyes. Considering her affinity towards all things yellow Odi stopped mid-float, the THING completely forgotten.
Now, being confronted by each other, with the goat floating downriver and the whispering whisperers left upstream, Odi wondered as to the man’s quaint, mocking smile and daring eyes.
Odi glances shyly to the side, her lips playing on her teeth awkwardly. She frowned at him, and he gave her a confident glance in return.
'He seems to be human.' she mumbled toherself. She couldn't tell.
'Oh but I am.' He said surely.
'Pffffffffffffffffft.' she looked at him angrily. THen looked down at the yellow sunshine in her hands. The flower confirmed his notion.
The man stepped closer to her.
"How can you be human and do magic?" she asked sceptically.
He looked at her, smiled withhis cheeks extending all the way back to his neck because of his lack of hair. "If you want to find out, you'll have to come find out over here."
She thought about his suggestion. "Only if you tell me this:"
"Yes?"
"Are you blonde?"
His eyes grew, "I hope so."
Without a second to spare, Odi jumped on Mr. Rigid, her lips attacking his, not even knowing his real name. (Which is supposed to be really symbolic or something)
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