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[abucketofangst]

[sam is on the second level, GLARING at a mouse. This mouse so happens to be his... cd player. Which George had transfigured into a mouse. Sam forgot all about it up until recently when it decided to show it's face again.]

Get back here you damn cd play--mouse. [goes to try and grab it but the mouse moves out of the way! Faceplant!] I swear to

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[gothicreverie]

[This is Merton. Merton is starting at you. Stare, Merton, stare.]

[gothicreverie]

The catch?

[abucketofangst]

What. Do. You. Want. In. Return? [>|]

[gothicreverie]

...The promise that you won't hit me?

[abucketofangst]

Then make sure the mouse trap doesn't try to kill me and I won't hit you.

[gothicreverie]

Sounds fair enough. [brb going to go make one now.]

[abucketofangst]

[just waits 8| while keeping an eye on the mouse that is hiding under the bed >|]

[gothicreverie]

[HE WILL BE BACK IN HALF AN HOUR OR SO.]

[abucketofangst]

[OKAY. Sam might be blasting music thus scaring the poor mousy :(]

[gothicreverie]

[With what stereo-- you know, nevermind. HE RETURNS WITH THE MOUSETRAP.]

[abucketofangst]

[B| he has a normal stereo? I figured it was like. walk-man thing that was transfigured because that was something on a dresser 8|b] Took ya long enough.

[gothicreverie]

[Works with me. :| And he sets the trap.] So, now we wait.

[abucketofangst]

How long do we have to wait?

[gothicreverie]

Well, presumably until, I don't know... the mouse comes out?

[abucketofangst]

This is going to take forever!

[gothicreverie]

That's just a slight exaggeration.