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[The PCD catches Break singing has he manages the dishes.]

Twelve for the twelve Apostles
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the April Rainers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky,

[Up to his elbows in soap, voice pleasant, but wheezy.]

Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, the lily-white boys,
Clothèd all in green, O and
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so!

Comments

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Nice walk?

[He.. got that a little faster than normal. A demon's body, even parading around as a human butler, was something after all.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

It's pretty out!

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Inde~ed it is! Never had such a good look before-

[Tapping the end of Break's nose.]

and a better look at you.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[He waggles his eyebrows at him, and shoves his hair back. Have an eyesocket, Undertaker.]

Veeeeeerdict?

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

[Laughing before leaning close as those gloved fingertips curl under Break's chin, tilting his face up slightly.

Examining, yep.]

You're quite the charming handsome fellow~

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

You're far too kind!

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.

What are we looking for out in the wastes?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Eggs! Or egg-laying things. The pigs were a little all-encompassing, but we might find something egg-laying?

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

I've heard of a few things that lay eggs- it was still fun hunting down those pigs.

Are we going to start around the edges or go right out into the wastes?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

How strong is this dear little vessel?

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Quite strong- I've gone out into the wastes hunting with him before.

[Offering a hand.]

I could even carry you, if you so wished it~ I'm currently one Hell of a butler after all.

[That was awful, Undertaker. Leave that to Sebastian.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Piggy back time!

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Up you go then.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No, no, he'll switch back.

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

That would be something.

[Snrk.]

Do you have a bag or anything of the sort to carry back what we might find?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I came prepared this time!

[Nodding, pulling the crumpled cloth thing out of his pocket.]

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Then I do believe we are ready to go-

Unless you'd like a snack to bring with us, for you to have.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No, no, no time for that!

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

After you then, hm~?

[Complete with a playful little bow- guess who had to somewhat play the role of the butler while under watch?]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Don't mind if I do.

[He bounds ahead.]

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

[Following after with a hum, smiling to himself.]

I believe he brought someone new home, recently.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Oh? Who?

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Some young fellow by the name Wa~ta~nu~ki. Bit of an odd one, very new here, smells delicious.

[Wow, absentminded slip that was.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

To the butler, or to you?

[Snort.]

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[makemehrrr.livejournal.com]

Butler, I believe- he's the better sense of smell.

[Kicking up a pebble, rolling it over his fingers.]

Another reason I had to get out of that house, a few things are harder to keep watch on.