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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 15:26:55 GMT -5
Botswana was deep in thought with nothing in her kitchen. It had occurred to her earlier today that maybe she couldn't cook, and people we're always lying to her. Botswana whimpered, making her assets jiggle slightly. Her desperate attempts to cook seasoned rice was making her even more sad. She wished someone besides herself would try her cooking right now. "Maybe..." Botswana wiped the few tears in her eyes.
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Post by Sealand on Aug 4, 2010 16:10:57 GMT -5
Being bored, Sealand decided to poke around in Africa, and see if anything cool was going on. When she found a sad looking, Botswana, she wanted to help. "Hi there!"
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 16:22:14 GMT -5
Botswana screamed, being shocked by the girls voice. She turned slowly around to see Sealand at her kitchen door. "H-Hello, Sealand!" Botswana smiled apologetically.
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Post by Sealand on Aug 4, 2010 16:25:09 GMT -5
Sealand giggled as Botswana screamed. "What's up?"
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 16:46:14 GMT -5
The older African woman grabbed Sealand, and held her tightly, almost smothering her. "Oh, dear Sealand! I do not know if I am right to say, but I think my cooking is TERRIBLE! AWFUL! HORRIBLE!" She sobbed.
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Post by Sealand on Aug 4, 2010 16:50:33 GMT -5
Shocked by the sudden hug, all the girl could do was pat her back. "There there, Botswana, I'm sure it's not that bad."
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Post by mamauk on Aug 4, 2010 16:59:34 GMT -5
Lloegr was looking for something to do. For once, the paper work was settled, the children away. She would visit a child of Africa, she decided. "Hello?"
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 17:18:20 GMT -5
Botswana sobbed slightly, holding her fist to her chest. She screamed again when she heard Llogr. Botswana spun around, and sighed. "H-Hello..."
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Post by Sealand on Aug 4, 2010 17:22:58 GMT -5
Sealand rolled her eyes. 'Someone is jumpy,' she thought.
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 17:37:16 GMT -5
Botswana twitched, and turned to Sealand. Her bottom lip quivered, and her dark brown eyes filled with tears. "W-W-Why did you roll y-your eyes?! W-W...."
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Post by mamauk on Aug 4, 2010 18:25:36 GMT -5
"Botswana? are you okay, dear?"
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 19:38:05 GMT -5
"Oh!" Botswana sobbed dramatically. "Morena! My cooking, is terrible!" She covered her eyes, and pointed to the bot of rice on the old cheap stove. "N-No wonder m-my people are hungry... I tr-try so hard!" Botswana sobbed.
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Post by mamauk on Aug 4, 2010 19:49:11 GMT -5
"Come here now, duckie." She opened her arms, wrapping the other up in a warm hug. "Sometimes the pot is as much to blame as the chef."
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Post by botswana on Aug 4, 2010 20:13:07 GMT -5
Botswana hugged her back. "W-What do you mean?"
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Post by Sealand on Aug 4, 2010 20:55:40 GMT -5
Guilty, Sealand looked at her. "You're a bit jumpy. You need to toughen up."
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