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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 12, 2012 17:04:00 GMT -5
Timothy chuckled a bit. Mighty mouse... he was starting to like that. He glanced over at the nest that Thumbelina had mentioned. "Hmm..." The bird flew closer for a better look. "I'm not sure if the owner of the nest would like us disturbing her work. See?" There were a few small eggs inside the nest. "Babies. And mothers are very territorial over their young. I should know..." His mind remembered when he tried to nest somewhere once. The mama bird had thrown the biggest fit he had ever seen.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 12, 2012 17:12:47 GMT -5
“So I guess she would appreciate it if we fried them then?” She laughed at his expression. “I kid… mostly.” She teased.
“So Mighty mouse what with the feathers?” Thumbalina asked as she leaned to face him.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 12, 2012 17:47:37 GMT -5
Timothy made an absolute horrified expression. "... okay," he said, a little unsettled, "that happened..."
The bird kind of turned his head, trying to at least get the girl visually in the corner of his eye. "Animalia magic," he explained, flying towards a different tree. "Unfortunately, the guys who teach me have flown off for the colder months. How's this?" he asked, motioning to a hollowed out area in a tree trunk.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 12, 2012 18:00:10 GMT -5
“Seems ok to me but then again I almost had us attacked by an angry bid so your choice.” Sitting upright again she inspected his feathers.
“So are you still a mouse under there?” Thumbelina asked trying to see if they hid mousey fur.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 12, 2012 21:34:38 GMT -5
"You know, I'd really like it if you didn't poke around my feathers," Timothy told Thumbelina, coming in for a landing inside the hollowed area. "It's a bit distracting. To answer your question... I'm actually a mouse, but still on the inside. If you're trying to look for fur in there, good luck."
"But here's our stop," he said, extending a wing for her to slide off on.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 13, 2012 6:54:56 GMT -5
“Oh okay.” Thumbelina smiled as she slid down his wing into the hallow. “Sorry, I think I’m just curious by nature.” As she spoke she looked around the space she was in, the ground was damp on her bare feet but there was no wind due to the rest of the tree. Moving to a wall she touched it, it was cold and a little damp like the floor.
“I’ve never been this high up in a tree before.” She said absently as she continued to look around.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 13, 2012 17:11:41 GMT -5
"I don't blame you in the slightest," Timothy responded, hopping to the damp bark floor inside the hallow. "I'm the same way about your world. Erm, I mean," he quickly corrected as he turned back into his original mouse form, "the human world."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 14, 2012 15:14:51 GMT -5
“Are you suggesting I’m not human Mighty mouse?” Thumbelina asked without turning around.
“Because some might take offense.” This time she turned “but I’m bigger than that.” Her smile was bright as she giggled at herself.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 14, 2012 16:02:10 GMT -5
Timothy let out a nervous chuckle. "Well, no offense, but most humans I've come across are... bigger than the both of us combined?" The mouse smiled a little. "No hard feelings, though."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 14, 2012 16:56:28 GMT -5
“None at all.” She said kindly. “Until recently I had never seen anyone my size, I thought I was all alone.” A flicker of something she wouldn’t say flashed in her eyes and was gone in an instant.
“It was all going so well too.”
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 14, 2012 18:11:41 GMT -5
The mouse was silent for a few moments. The last time he was in a situation like this, he ended up leaving the companion he was with on a sour note. Of course, he also was made into a pet, but that was another story.
"I'm sure whatever happened will get better," he said, patting the girl on the shoulder.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 14, 2012 18:24:13 GMT -5
“Oh, of that I have no doubt.” She said with her smile firmly back in place.
“But enough about me, I would like to know about the whole trans-species thingy you do.” As Thumbelina spoke she sat down, crossed her legs and watched him intently.
“Can you change into other things?”
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 14, 2012 20:19:47 GMT -5
"The Animalia magic?" The mouse blinked, not expecting the sudden question. "... uhm... not at the moment, not really," he shrugged. "The robin's the form I know the best. The rest... is a bit foreign to me. But I like the ability to fly, so it's okay. But..." Timothy's eyes lit up. "What I really wanna do, if they'll teach me, is transform into a human."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on Jun 15, 2012 12:59:16 GMT -5
“A human, can you really do that?” Thumbelina’s eyes lit up as she shuffled closer like an excited child.
“Would you be like a real human or miniature like me?”
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 15, 2012 13:08:08 GMT -5
"Oh, I hope I can," Timothy answered, a hint of excitement in his own voice. "Thumbelina, you don't know what it's been like being a mouse your whole life. You have to steal to survive, and live day to day wonderin' if you'll see tomorrow! Everyone, especially humans, see you as a pest and always push you around. But I'll have none of that once I get to be human. I'm gonna make a difference in the world."
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