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Who: Foottwitt, Chibiusa
When: this afternoon
Where: Library
What: Foottwitt is still trying to figure out what a computer is
Rating: PG
Foottwitt had found himself in the library. He was amazed at how many books there were.
"This so many!" He said in awe, "How am I supposed to choose just one?"
Hnn.... Looks like this place has those weird fon-machines as well.
"Huh?" Foottwitt turned to look at Mr. Tickles, and he followed his gaze. Sure enough there were a bunch of those fon-machines on desks in a line. He made his way over to them, all of them had a ball of the screen which bounced off the sides. Foottwitt watched in wonder for a few moments and then he put a hand on the screen to try and stop the ball, but the ball just kept going. He looked at his hand confused, he didn't even feel the ball touch him. That was weird. He tried it again and again the ball just kept going. Foottwitt was determined now, he had to catch this thing. He kept putting his hands in the balls path, franticly trying to catch it.
When: this afternoon
Where: Library
What: Foottwitt is still trying to figure out what a computer is
Rating: PG
Foottwitt had found himself in the library. He was amazed at how many books there were.
"This so many!" He said in awe, "How am I supposed to choose just one?"
Hnn.... Looks like this place has those weird fon-machines as well.
"Huh?" Foottwitt turned to look at Mr. Tickles, and he followed his gaze. Sure enough there were a bunch of those fon-machines on desks in a line. He made his way over to them, all of them had a ball of the screen which bounced off the sides. Foottwitt watched in wonder for a few moments and then he put a hand on the screen to try and stop the ball, but the ball just kept going. He looked at his hand confused, he didn't even feel the ball touch him. That was weird. He tried it again and again the ball just kept going. Foottwitt was determined now, he had to catch this thing. He kept putting his hands in the balls path, franticly trying to catch it.