Who: Cissie and Molly When: Saturday night Where: Molly's room What: They've had a few days and now it's time to deal with all of that telepathic secret-sharing. Warnings: None
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Molly was bent over her notebook, frowning at her notes. "This can't be right," she muttered, looking up at Mouse. His tail thumped the floor happily, and she gave a little sigh. "You're no help."
She glanced up again at the sound of another set of thumps, and saw Mouse looking expectantly toward the door. "Just a minute!" she called. he threw down her notebook and went to the door, relieved to have a break from trying to work out the ingredients to a decent invisibility option.
She blinked when she saw Cissie waiting there, and gave her a wry little smile. "...Hey."
Cissie smiled a little in return, feeling strangely awkward. It was almost weird not being able to tell what Molly was thinking, after two days of not being able to turn that telepathy off. "Hi. I thought--can I come in?"
Okay, that helped. Cissie laughed and went into the room, stopping to kneel down and give Mouse some attention when he came over to greet her. "That's a relief," she said, smiling up at Molly to show she meant it in the nicest way possible. "I thought maybe we should talk before we wait too long and let things get all awkward and weird," she explained.
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She glanced up again at the sound of another set of thumps, and saw Mouse looking expectantly toward the door. "Just a minute!" she called. he threw down her notebook and went to the door, relieved to have a break from trying to work out the ingredients to a decent invisibility option.
She blinked when she saw Cissie waiting there, and gave her a wry little smile. "...Hey."
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