Apr 13, 2009 05:21
Katchoo looked like she wasn't hung over, but really, really wanted to be.
"'kay," she said over the racket that was Clocky screeching while Morgana roared and chased it, "today really isn't the day for stuff that involves, y'know, X-Acto knives and things and geez, Morgana, keep it down for a minute, will ya?"
She sighed and gestured at the tables. "Sculpey and Play-Doh over there, crayons and the cheesy kind of watercolors there, tempera paint if you really wanna get messy but I'm not cleaning it up for you, got it?"
That said, she got up and headed into the corner to try and wrangle Morgana, who'd gotten hold of an 18-inch ruler and was brandishing it at Clocky. "Stop! I COMMAND you to COME BACK HERE!" Morgana was yelling while Clocky hid behind a cabinet.
". . . yeah," Katchoo said. "Have fun, people."
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