Galaleo growled then turned his attention to the female slig, Cylepso, “Hmm? No, no It wasn’t because I was bad…” He had been told not to tell people about his visits with Mother, but he said, “I’m not really sure if she does eat sligs, she eats elums though, I know that much, ma’am.” He shifted from clawed foot to clawed foot, and signed, “Well, She might eat sligs, I haven’t really asked her. She might be offended.”
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Peach trilled again and nudged the BigBros hand.
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Martha nodded and said, “As long as I can be of some help sir.” Rick seemed distracted at a small Mudokon, Tiro. She was surprised as the Mudokon seemed to have possessed the rather large BigBro. She watched as they Mudokon stopped and the BigBro broke the table by dropping it. She was very surprised; she had never seen a anyone actually been possessed. The little Mudokon then jumped on the BigBro, causing him to panic and run, rather nosily, around the room. She laughed brightly and clapped her paws together. Rusty stopped moaning and trotted over to Martha, “Whaz up?”
“Oh, I’m just enjoying the niceties of this place.”
Rusty gave her a blank look the went over to the cracked table and started to dramatize about it, “Oh, poor table! Who this you?”
Niko burst out laughing, and Rusty looked offended, “what I do?”
“Iz a friggin’ thable! Jazz, gehhta ofter iz!” Niko laughed.
“Poor, poor table! All hurt.”
“Rusty, it’s a table!”
“Make worse!”
“ugg, lefta beh mizz, ez offta gun bahrrelh.”