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smartemployeeShortly after this mess.
"Emily Ann?" he calls from the hallway, wandering toward the foot of the stairs. The Jakemeister's still in his arms, but he doesn't mind the little guy the least bit. "Can you bring Elle downstairs with you? Please? Your mother's home."
"Emily Ann?" he calls from the hallway, wandering toward the foot of the stairs. The Jakemeister's still in his arms, but he doesn't mind the little guy the least bit. "Can you bring Elle downstairs with you? Please? Your mother's home."
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Date: 2009-11-15 10:50 am (UTC)He chose to go crazy then, but now - with his family at his side- he chooses laughter. And laughing's exactly what he's doing right now.
"It's still dangerous as all hell," he admitted. "I only let Emily do stuff like that when she's having a really bad day." Bad=deadite infested, apparently. Plus she's smart enough not to read any of the incantations out loud.