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Post by Sarah-chan on Jan 17, 2009 22:26:59 GMT -6
Josh still wasn't paying attention until he heard Zelda announce she was not going to make his breakfast if he didn't get off. If she wasn't going to make them then he would have to do it himself. After this Sarah was not going to even think of making him anything with nutrition because of this this stunt - she would punish him. Josh rolled off David, giving him one last poke in the forehead. "You're not worth losing my breakfast," Josh murmured childishly, looking up to Sarah. She gave him a bored glare before noticing Spike scratching at her leg. Sighing, she picked the dog up and poked him in the nose. Josh shrugged, turning his attention to Zelda, a puppy-dog pout on his face. "That's so cruel, kicking me a little like that. But I'm hungry and Zelda is a good cook. I hope they're blueberry." Josh nodded while Sarah grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet. Josh glared at David and threatened, "You better give me my money or I'll sick Mr. Tibbles on you." To be honest, he was so engrossed in his own interests to notice all the animals arriving in the kitchen. But something caught the corner of his eye; the site of Chira knocking the pancake batter over to fall on Chloe. "Ahh! My food!" he yelled, running over and putting his hand out to hopefully grab it in time.
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Post by Sarin on Jan 17, 2009 23:17:22 GMT -6
With a whuffling sound, yet another animal entered the room. The newcomer this time was the young 1-year-old Welsh Corgi Burr. His ears were perked, as they nearly always were; his beige fur just slightly smudged with the dirt of the morning's adventures. But there was a strange look in his intelligent eyes: he was determined, he was looking for something. His nose was held towards the ground, and ignoring the kerfuffle happening around him he held his course and walked until he was directly in front of one of the cabinets. Another whuffling bark emerged from him as he sat back, evidently very pleased with himself.
A moment later, the reason for this became obvious. The door of the cabinet swung open, revealing the teenage girl inside. Having woken up with the sun and found herself bored with a still-quiet house, Sarin had gone down to the kitchen... and curled up in a cabinet. She did strange things sometimes. Burr gave a yip of delight as he pushed his damp nose into her arm, startling the two cats - Mira and Twyla - who had been snuggling with her. They quickly exited the room, frightened by the presence of so many people. Sarin, for her part, exited the cabinet and scooped Burr up in her arms, the dog just barely small enough for her to lift.
"'Morning, everyone," Sarin said cheerfully. She herself was a definite morning person, usually more active than most her age in the morning, but also tiring quickly in the evenings. She ignored the fact that David was half squished - she ignored a million things like that, for she was used to them - and smiled as if all was right with the world.
Well, she was holding a corgi, so it really didn't get much better than that. "Did I hear something about breakfast?"
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Post by Zelda on Jan 18, 2009 8:25:47 GMT -6
Zelda screamed when she saw the Siamese cat purposefully push the bowl of batter off the counter. There had been so much dispute about it, she didn't want to have to do it all over! The girl nearly jumped for it, but saw her father beat her to it. "Chira!" the girl shouted at the cat, who flinched, and bolted for the cat door. She half-considered chasing the cat then giving her an unwilling bath, but knew she'd never find that cat. When she turned back to the action, she found that the bowl of pancake batter had been caught--but upside-down, so all of the mix had spilled all over the floor and his hands. Uh-oh...
When the human girl--Zelda, was it?--had screamed her name, she knew she was dead cat meat. Chira embraced the cheetah inside of her, and jumped halfway across the room, and ran as fast as she could through the kitty door and across the yard. The Siamese she-cat finally slowed when she was near her favorite hiding place: the garden. Hopefully that pesky rabbit won't be in here, too. she thought, climbing into a tomato plant to rest a little.
When Chubs finally got to the kitchen, he was panting. Oh, no! Everyone is in here! I gotta hide! he thought, panicking. The Dwarf hamster scampered to the nearest hiding place, and squeezed himself under the door. He sighed with relief. That was a close one.. His tan and brown striped back rose up and down quickly as he sat hunched up on the bathroom's tile floor.
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Post by Sarin on Jan 18, 2009 9:34:24 GMT -6
And so it was that Sarin found a thick coating of batter over the spot she had been just moments before. She gave herself a mental reminder to give Burr a treat later on. But for now, there were more important matters to take care of.
"So I gather we're not having breakfast?" she asked casually, scooting slightly back and the batter oozed closer to her feet. She didn't care too much about it, she was never very hungry in the morning - except she didn't want to be stuck cleaning it up. After all, she had been only an innocent bystander!
Chira didn't get a chance to rest for long. Seeing the cat bolt through the house, the curious Mira and Twyla had quickly followed. They sniffed around her hiding place, Twyla making squeaking yips every now and then as they begged for the other cat to come play. They weren't on the best terms - Twyla and Mira preferred to play with themselves and bolt when anyone came near, much of the time - but every now and then they liked to pester the other animals. In a good-hearted manner?
Burr squirmed a bit in Sarin's grip - he had seen the hamster. The girl's arms were already rather tired from holding the large pup, so without any fuss she let him down. He jumped instantly to the bathroom door, sticking his wet nose against the bottom and whuffling again as he tried to push it open, or at least get a glimpse of the vanished critter.
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Post by Zelda on Jan 18, 2009 9:57:13 GMT -6
Zelda whipped around to see Sarin. She resisted mocking her, and just folded her arms. This morning hadn't started the way she wanted it to. "We're having breakfast." she said, brushing past her older sister to the cupboard. "How does cereal sound? Unless someone else wants to make the pancakes." The brunette turned to look back at everyone after going through their supply of food, not smiling.
She did not enjoy the other cats' company. She found them rather obnoxious. Chira hissed at them, giving them icy glares with her blue eyes. "What do you two want?" she spat, unsheathing her claws and digging them into the dirt. "Unless you want to help me eliminate all other animals in the household, then shoo."
Chubs jumped and let out a squeak of surprise when he saw a nose as big as his head snuffling under the door. He looked around for another escape. Maybe that tall tree-like thing? he wondered, looking up at the pedestal sink. The hamster tried to climb up, but his paws slid on the smooth, slippery surface. He crawled back to the door, and decided to go on the offensive, instead of hide, as usual. "If you don't move your nose, I'll bite!" he squeaked. "And who are you?"
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Post by Sarin on Jan 18, 2009 10:42:56 GMT -6
(How old is Zelda, again?)
"I'll pass," said Sarin, grimacing. Pancakes were far from her favorite, and cereal? Not tempting enough to get over her appetite block at this time of day. "Oh, unless we have eggs. I could scramble some for everyone, if we do." Though she was by no means an especially good cook, one thing she did make rather well was scrambled eggs. And fettuccine alfredo, but she doubted their parents would let them have that for breakfast.
Or would they? She decided not to ask, but kept the thought in mind for another day.
Both kittens cowered under her hiss. Twyla especially was rather shy by nature, and they did not quite know how to react to the hostile display from the larger, older cat. "We were just looking around," Twyla finally offered meekly. "We didn't even know you were here." Which obviously wasn't true, but perhaps it would save the sister's furs.
"Why do you want to get rid of the other animals?" Mira added, her tone more bold, more curious.
Burr let out an indignant bark at the threat. His tender nose was not keen on getting bitten, so he withdrew slightly but kept his head pressed to the floor. "I'm Burr, the dog," he said, ever more curious about the strange, apparently vicious creature that lurked behind the door. "What are you?
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Post by Zelda on Jan 18, 2009 11:21:32 GMT -6
(Zelda's 13. C: )
She made a face at the word eggs. "Ugh, no eggs." she muttered. "Gross." Zelda turned back to the pantry, and pulled out the box of Frosted Flakes. She carried it to the counter and put it down, then taking out a gallon of milk and a plastic bowl. She poured the cereal and milk into the red bowl and picked up a silver sthingy while taking a seat, and beginning to eat her breakfast.
Chira let their little white lie slide, rolling her eyes. They're obviously afraid. And they have the right to be. she thought, smiling a little. And maybe..I'll be able to manipulate them out of fear. I'll think of a way how later. The Siamese cat stood, looking down to them. "Because. We cats are the single most smart animal in this household, even smarter than the humans, sometimes. Don't you think life would be easier without the dogs? Or those pesky rodents?" she mewed.
Chubs was satisfied at the withdrawl of the dog's nose. He wasn't really going to bite him hard, anyway. Just a nibble to scare him off. A dog? Phew. I thought it might've been a cat. Or a bunny. he thought. "I'm Chubs, Zelda's hamster... Hello, Burr. I won't bite you, I was afraid you were a cat or one of the rabbits." he replied, and flattened himself to the floor so he could crawl under the door. The hamster looked up at the Corgi, and wiggled his nose.
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Post by Basset on Jan 18, 2009 15:25:39 GMT -6
"Hey Sarin. And I agree with Zelda, eggs are disgusting." David said as he started up the stairs. "And I'll be back after I take a shower. And I'll get you your money once I'm back too." he added glancing at Josh before starting up the stairs to the bathroom. Maybe this had all been a dream. A very bad dream. Maybe he actually wasn't going to have to pay Josh the only money that he had. Maybe. He pinched himself before letting out a gasp. Yip, he was awake. And he was going to have to give Zelda's crazy dad all of his money.
Chloe hadn't been able to get out of the way in time (since she was still rather groggy), and now she was covered in pancake batter. Well, at least she tasted good. Getting into what most people would call an awkward position, the basset hound started to lick up all the batter, not caring what else was going on.
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Post by Sarah-chan on Jan 19, 2009 5:31:24 GMT -6
The batter fell on the man's hands. Josh mentally sighed to himself and placed the bowl on the counter again, licking the batter off his fingers. It was bad enough that he had to remember that he needed money from the kid, but now it appeared as if he was going to have to make breakfast for himself. What a horrible morning - and David was the cause of his misery.
Josh started to slump over the table where Zelda was, accidently poking Chloe with his toe before he walked by. Josh was too lazy to clean the batter at the moment, and this was probably going to give him the divine punishment of doing it. He blinked and peered down at the dog. "Oh, sorry, Chloe," he murmured, pulling out the seat and falling into it. Josh was about to whine to Zelda about pouring him a bowl of cereal too, but then he noticed Sarin . . . who had came out from one of the cabinets. Well, the weird gene ran in the family, so it wasn't strange in the least in someone saw one of the animals sleeping on the roof. "Oh! I want eggs!" Josh said, not fully understanding why everyone else hated them. He liked the scrambled eggs Sarin made. Sarah didn't like them either, and it felt strange that there were very few people who did.
Sarah honestly wondered how Sarin would have been comfortable in the cabinet. Even though she had her cats with her it just had to be fiercely uncomfortable for her to lay in such a cramped spot. But like always she chose to ignore it like half of the things that happened in the house. Maybe they would just go away some day - or maybe she would grow out of it someday. Oh, what was she saying? She was talking about her family. "Good morning, Sarin," she greeted, going over to Chlow and kneeling next to the Basset hound's side. Unlike Josh she didn't want the dog running around the house with a bunch of the mix on her and getting the furniture dirty. "Your daddy is going to make breakfast today for causing everyone so much trouble. Isn't that right, Josh?" she asked persuasively, giving him a glance from the corner of her eye. She turned her attention to Chloe. "I'm going to have to get you clean, aren't I? I still need the morning paper. . . ."
Josh cowered slightly at Sarah's look, giving Sarin a meaningful glance. He was hungry and it was morning time. Sure, he was a bit lazy, but he was the odd-one-out. Either he got something or he would go down to McDonalds and order a Big Mac, but he would rather die than let Sarah know his plans to escape. "Yee-Yes ma'am!" he murmured, slightly scared. After that he heard David's reply and almost shot up, ready to strangle him. "You are not taking a shower in my house!" he yelled, about to spring to his feet. The very thought of it repulsed him - it was a horrifying thought.
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Burr can be like that dog in Hamtaro and let Chubs ride on his back. xD
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Post by Basset on Jan 20, 2009 17:40:45 GMT -6
"Too bad, I'm taking one." David called over his shoulder before darting into the bathroom and locking the door. Seriously, why didn't Josh like him? Sure, he liked Zelda, he flirted with her, but that wasn't a reason to dislike him. Or in Josh's case, hate him. And what was with that insane dog? Did it think that Zelda would fall in love with it? That sure was the way it acted. With a sigh David turned towards the shower and turned on the water, whistling while he waited for it to warm up. He sure had picked a weird family to join.
Chloe glanced up at Sarah and whined before retuning to her licking. She would get herself clean, without Sarah's help. If Sarah helped her, than she would get rid of all the good batter. And that wouldn't be good. Not good at all.
Jumping out of Sarah's arms, Spike walked over to Chloe and started to lick her tail. With a low growl Chloe turned around and snapped at the little puppy, making him yelp and run to cower behind Zelda. Seriously, Chloe had an attitude problem. All he had done was lick her tail. With a low whine he stood on the girls foot, wanting to be picked up again. Who knew when that crazy dog would attack.
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Post by Zelda on Jan 20, 2009 18:17:01 GMT -6
She giggled a little at David's reply to her father. Zelda admitted it, she did like David, but was too embarrassed to show it. The girl went back to her breakfast, chestnut hair falling over her shoulders and shielding her face from the rest of the family. Good thing for that, because she had a slight flush to her cheeks.
She felt a slight pressure on her foot, and looked down to see David's dog Spike. Zelda reached down and picked him up, setting him on her lap. She rubbed his shoulder, and smiled at the dog. "Hey, Spike." she murmured, brushing her hair behind her shoulders again.
Zelda put him down again, and quickly rinsed out the bowl, then putting it in the dishwasher. She returned to Spike, and picked him back up, kissing his forehead.
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Post by Sarin on Jan 20, 2009 18:41:02 GMT -6
(Identity crisis much, Zelda? xD)
"Fine, fine, I know when my services aren't wanted," sighed Sarin dramatically, ignoring her dad's pleas. The last time she had been close to the center of the morning's activities, she had nearly had batter dumped on her. She wasn't about to risk worse just to make eggs for herself and Josh.
"I wouldn't mind the dogs going," agreed Mira, reflecting on the many chases she and her sister had endured in the past. "I don't know about the others, though. They're fun to hunt." She purred at that, enjoying being on the other side of the chase far more.
Burr poked Chubs slightly with his nose, taking a deep sniff at the strange creature. "I've never seen a hamster before. You look a lot like the rabbit, though. Or more like the rabbit than the other dogs, or the cats!" He said the last one with a tone of delight, his tail flicking happily. He loved the cats. They were such fun to play with; they always seemed to be up for a game of tag! But he always seemed to be 'it', as well.
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Post by Zelda on Jan 22, 2009 18:15:02 GMT -6
ooc; xDDD Took me a second to realize what you meant by that. ><;;
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Post by TBC on Jan 24, 2009 10:38:03 GMT -6
Meanwhile outside of the family house hold,a girl sat tinkering on a small robotic thing. Tounge sticking out of her mouth, her determined expression could be compared to none. Then in a sudden out burst,, she stood up held up her fist to the sky.
'HAH-HA MY SPY BOT IS NOW COMPLETED. SOON ALL OF MY NEIGHBORS SECRETS SHALL BE MINE!" She shouted triumphant, apparently forgetting that she was right outside their window.
Well chip was never the brightest bulb in the box, that was for sure.
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Post by Basset on Jan 24, 2009 10:40:36 GMT -6
ooc: So, Holmes... what is Chip's last name? I need to add it to the list in my first post.
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