With a girlfriend and an overly large puppy with him, Merlin was on a hunt. Not for rabbits or teal deer, but for these Smurf things. Personally, he still thought they were pixies. They ought to be glad there was no stealing children away, really
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"Bryn, where did they go? C'mon gir--" And that would be Merlin being dragged by the dog thatta way.
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Oh hey, Francine could help with that! She... was not part stick. No part of her was a stick.
Now, the smart thing to do here would be to grab for the leash to help him hold onto it. Instead of, for instance, his waist.
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"At least we know she can track?"
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Blue skin! That was blue skin in the beam of her light.
"HA, WE GOT YOU, SMURFS! GIVE ME BACK MY UNDERWEAR NOW!"
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Merlin blinked. "...They really are blue."
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"Ay an' wat of it, bund?"
Which was utterly confusing for Merlin to actually recognize a bit of the accent. "He sounds like he ought to be from Dal Riata."
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