Post by Єᴄʜᴏ [384] on Nov 30, 2014 9:23:22 GMT -5
3.9-:
*cooling off in her room*
Echo:
"It's ok, and I fogive you Doyle. Just don't day things like that around 3.9- again please?" she said, looking hopefully at Doyle.
Fauzel:
"Room 152... Room 152..." she repeated, looking from room to room in search of the one, 152, where the twolegs kept the rats' food. "149...151...152!" she squeaked, looking at the door. She quickly scrabbled under the bottom of the door, and gazed up at the looming cabinets full of food. 'Ooh! I must bring them each back a treat!' she thought, putting sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, some sugar cubes, and some tiny salt licks into the medicine cup. Then she suddenly spotted a container full of tiny strawberries. 'Ooh! I must get some of those!' she thought, scittering over. She hauled the lid off, found another medicine cup, thankfully clean and fortunately bigger that the one she already had, and filled it with as much strawberries as she could stuff in it. 'Ok. This seems like enough.' she thought hopping down and going back to the door. She realized the had a problem. She somehow had to open the door, because she couldn't fit the medicine cups underneath, now that they were filled with food. She hopped up onto the door handle, and though, 'Here it goes!' as she jumped. She thankfully landed with enough force to push down the handle and open it just a crack. 'Well, at least I know how to open doors with handles.' she thought, kicking the door open so she could drag out the medicine/food cups. She walked until she finally reached the hole. She squeezed through and brought in the two cups. "Food for all!" she squeaked, hauling them onto the 'table'. She took a strawberry, sniffed it for poison, and then started eating it. She was amazed at the delicious flavor. "Wow! You guys gotta try these! She said, taking another mouthful of strawberry.
*cooling off in her room*
Echo:
"It's ok, and I fogive you Doyle. Just don't day things like that around 3.9- again please?" she said, looking hopefully at Doyle.
Fauzel:
"Room 152... Room 152..." she repeated, looking from room to room in search of the one, 152, where the twolegs kept the rats' food. "149...151...152!" she squeaked, looking at the door. She quickly scrabbled under the bottom of the door, and gazed up at the looming cabinets full of food. 'Ooh! I must bring them each back a treat!' she thought, putting sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, some sugar cubes, and some tiny salt licks into the medicine cup. Then she suddenly spotted a container full of tiny strawberries. 'Ooh! I must get some of those!' she thought, scittering over. She hauled the lid off, found another medicine cup, thankfully clean and fortunately bigger that the one she already had, and filled it with as much strawberries as she could stuff in it. 'Ok. This seems like enough.' she thought hopping down and going back to the door. She realized the had a problem. She somehow had to open the door, because she couldn't fit the medicine cups underneath, now that they were filled with food. She hopped up onto the door handle, and though, 'Here it goes!' as she jumped. She thankfully landed with enough force to push down the handle and open it just a crack. 'Well, at least I know how to open doors with handles.' she thought, kicking the door open so she could drag out the medicine/food cups. She walked until she finally reached the hole. She squeezed through and brought in the two cups. "Food for all!" she squeaked, hauling them onto the 'table'. She took a strawberry, sniffed it for poison, and then started eating it. She was amazed at the delicious flavor. "Wow! You guys gotta try these! She said, taking another mouthful of strawberry.