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[terafinwe]

*tag-teams Morno and convinces him to make them some official-looking flyers for their new bug-busting business (in exchange for a few swapped chores and future considerations)*

*heads outside to stick the flyers on innocent trees until no neighbor can remain unaware of the lure of NO GARDEN TOO BIG! NO SLIMY TOO SMALL!*

*and sure as heckfire

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[cunafinwe]

*assesses their handiwork critically, then nods*

Sweeeeeet. :D

[terafinwe]

*gradually moves farther and farther from the house and in the general direction of the club*

[cunafinwe]

*tacks a few fliers up on the way to maintain their innocent demeanor*

[terafinwe]

>_>
RUN FOR IT!

[cunafinwe]

*scurries like mad to the club, keeping behind shrubs for cover*

[terafinwe]

*peers around the corner at the front door*

Reckon they'll let us in if we pretend like we're s'posed to be here?

[cunafinwe]

Well... I wrote a letter REAL careful while you an' Morno were making the signs.

[terafinwe]

Oh, yeah? Wossit say?

[cunafinwe]

*clears his throat and recites*

Dear Auntie Mirime.

I want to dance for you. I am a very good dancer. Please come talk to me about it.

Thank you

Miril.

[terafinwe]

((*squee!!*))

Wow. That's really good. It sounds just like 'er! :)

So...d'we just stick it under the door or somethin'?

[cunafinwe]

((bless his ickle mercenary cotton socks))

Uhm... That or in the letter box so it looks 'fficial.

[terafinwe]

Oh. Oh yeah.

*marches over like he owns the place and pushes the note through the mail slot*

Cúno...why's their letter box squishy-like and gots hair 'round it? :s

[cunafinwe]

...

I dunno... :S

[terafinwe]

*shrugs* Well. That was easy. Doodoo'll be really grateful!

[cunafinwe]

Yep.

Right. Better get back closer to home so we don't look suspicious or nothing.

[terafinwe]

*nods and heads back in that direction*