[Closed Thread] There's A Mouse In the House And We've Run Out of Jell-O!

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Who: OU Helena Campbell, OU Valentine
When: Couple Weeks after Valentine has been phased in and moves in with Helena. Sometime in the early morning, before noon.
Where: Their apartment.
Summary: Valentine and Helena have been living together for a few weeks and boy it's made for interesting. So here is just a brief example of a day in the life of

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Valentine was still sleeping, snuggled deep into the pillow. It was one of his favorite activities and with the awful lack of things to do in the Ring he took the opportunity to enjoy it as much as physically possible, preferably when Helena was busy with her drawings. But you had to wake up sooner or later and that was exactly what he was about to do. Still lost in the warm, comfortable state of half-sleep Valentine stretched out, yawned and turned over. Five more minutes wouldn't hurt anyone-

Wait.

There was... a noise. A faint squeaking coming from somewhere under the bed, followed by tiny scraping sounds. It took Valentine all of two seconds to go from half-asleep to wide awake - something was in the room that he hadn't approved of. Tensing up he considered just ignoring it and go back to sleep, hoping that it would be nothing more than his imagination running wild. But after a particularly loud squeak he decided that it was infinitely better to know what kind of wild beast he was dealing with rather than just waiting for it to

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Helena had been sorting through the pictures, putting them in random catagories that didn't really even make sense to her. She was just looking for something to do and attempting to find some kind of order to the madness when she heard a 'very manly shriek' and then heard what must have been Valentine tumbling to the floor

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Clumsily untangling his limbs from the bed-sheet Valentine quickly got to his feet and tried to regain a bit of his dignity. Easier said than done, especially with how amused Helena was with the whole situation.

"Hey! There was absolutely nothing edible under that bed!"

Not that he had looked of course (luckily he had never been that desperate for a snack) but the idea that this was somehow his fault was just ridiculous. That creature had made an attempt to take his life and Helena blamed him for it? He had to wonder why he put up with that girl sometimes

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Helena laughed. "It's a mouse! Haven't you ever seen one before!?" Helena was scanning the floor below her feet, around the couch, and walking along the couch cushions to see into the kitchen and around the Island counter