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Room 209, Saturday Morning
Apr. 11th, 2015 04:30 pmSo, prom king, huh? Sparkle was looking pretty pleased with himself as he inspected the crown he'd gotten at prom last night, laying on the flat of his back in bed with his ass against the wall and his feet up in the air. Because you get comfortable how you like, and Sparkle would get comfortable in his own way, and so there.
"You and I," he said fondly, to the crown, "are going to have big adventures ahead of us. Mostly involving things that require crowns. Hostile takeovers, ruling Toronto fairly but with a firm hand, fancy dress parties. Dentistry."
The crown continued to sit there in his hands, being shiny.
The cat batted a stray piece of kibble across the room, chasing after it.
"Yep. Big plans."
This was how he was fully intending to spend his entire Saturday, yes.
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"You and I," he said fondly, to the crown, "are going to have big adventures ahead of us. Mostly involving things that require crowns. Hostile takeovers, ruling Toronto fairly but with a firm hand, fancy dress parties. Dentistry."
The crown continued to sit there in his hands, being shiny.
The cat batted a stray piece of kibble across the room, chasing after it.
"Yep. Big plans."
This was how he was fully intending to spend his entire Saturday, yes.
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