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Amy stood open-mouthed as the rose twisted and turned. Then before Amy could even blink, there he was – the King of Sugi. His purple satin cloak was embroidered with silver and gold. His golden crown glowed and the light winkled off the jewels that were adorned in it. His brown beard curled under his chin and his blue eyes sparkled.
"Well, hello there and welcome to Sugi!" The king said. "I'm Leonard and this is my wife Mary. Did you happen to see any Leecom birds on your way here?"
"Uh, yes," Amy stuttered. "I think so."
"That darn Philtaglio is always running off to go play with the corn! I'll lock him in his room for a month if I have to!"
Amy looked questioningly at Queen Mary.
"Philtaglio is Elizabeth's pet Leecom bird," Mary answered.
"Who's Elizabeth?" Amy asked.
"She is Corpse's sister," Mary replied.
"Corpse has siblings?!" Amy said, shocked. She had thought he was an only child.
"Oh, yes," Mary replied. "There's Elizabeth, Rachel, Ashley, Andrew, Cameron, Nathan, Michael, Nicholas, and we cannot forget little baby Susie."
A little two-year-old came toddling in through the door. She caught sight of the king and started toddling even faster, with a huge smile plastered on her face. "Daddy!" She shouted.
"There's my little Susie!" the king said as he scooped up the little girl and started swinging here around.
"Bet I know who that is," Amy said.
Mary giggled.
"Oh, dear. Where's Corpse?"
"He went to the sound room to wait for you," Mary Answered.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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Amy and Stripes: page 24
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It took Amy a while to get used to the bright light that surrounded her as she stepped into the mall. When her eyes finally adjusted, she took a deep breath. She was standing on a stainless steel platform and before her was the largest variety of flowers she had ever seen. There were daisies and tulips and crocus and allium, and the most perfect rose Any had ever seen. It was on a small table with a glass covering it.
It's leaves curled at the prettiest angle. It's water droplets gleamed in the spotlight that was shining down on it. "Wow!" Amy said. She was awe-struck.
"Ah, yes," the queen said. "I would like you to meet someone." The queen walked over to the case and pulled the rose out. She handled it like it was a delicate egg shell. "Amy dear," the queen said. "I would like you to meet my husband." She leaned down toward the rose and said, "John, dear, we have a guest."
It took Amy a while to get used to the bright light that surrounded her as she stepped into the mall. When her eyes finally adjusted, she took a deep breath. She was standing on a stainless steel platform and before her was the largest variety of flowers she had ever seen. There were daisies and tulips and crocus and allium, and the most perfect rose Any had ever seen. It was on a small table with a glass covering it.
It's leaves curled at the prettiest angle. It's water droplets gleamed in the spotlight that was shining down on it. "Wow!" Amy said. She was awe-struck.
"Ah, yes," the queen said. "I would like you to meet someone." The queen walked over to the case and pulled the rose out. She handled it like it was a delicate egg shell. "Amy dear," the queen said. "I would like you to meet my husband." She leaned down toward the rose and said, "John, dear, we have a guest."
Amy and Stripes: page 23
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They stepped into the polished granite porch and waited. A moment later a face peered out of the window in the silver doors. The face smiled and then disappeared. Amy heard chains rattling and locks being opened, then the doors opened. As Amy stepped inside, she gasped. The floors of the palace were tiled gold and silver. The ceiling was engraved with pictured of gods and goddesses of Sugi. The servants all wore white tuxedos embroidered with silver. Wonderful smells wafted from the main kitchen, making her wish she had a snack with her. A short woman with curly bright red hair came speeding over. She hugged Corpse and then turned to look at Amy.
"Well then, who do we have here?" the woman asked.
"This is Amy, Mom," Corpse said. "She's my..." He paused. "Owner." As he said that, he used the two-finger parentheses gesture.
Amy sighed. Why couldn't she have a normal cat like everyone else? The thought made her laugh.
"What?" Corpse asked.
"Nothing," Amy answered innocently. Amy froze. "Wait, so this is your mom?" Amy asked.
"Yup," Corpse answered proudly.
Amy suddenly felt embarrassed. She was in the presence of the Queen of Sugi, and all she was wearing was a "Fun in the Sun" t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
The queen seemed to guess what she was thinking and she said, "Oh, don't be embarrassed deary. We'll get you some new ones straight away." And with that she grabbed Amy's hand and started pulling Amy toward a door labeled "Graveyard."
"Wait," Amy said. "If you're getting me new clothes, why are we going into a room labeled Graveyard?"
"It's a security thing," the queen explained. The queen opened the door to the room labeled Graveyard.
They stepped into the polished granite porch and waited. A moment later a face peered out of the window in the silver doors. The face smiled and then disappeared. Amy heard chains rattling and locks being opened, then the doors opened. As Amy stepped inside, she gasped. The floors of the palace were tiled gold and silver. The ceiling was engraved with pictured of gods and goddesses of Sugi. The servants all wore white tuxedos embroidered with silver. Wonderful smells wafted from the main kitchen, making her wish she had a snack with her. A short woman with curly bright red hair came speeding over. She hugged Corpse and then turned to look at Amy.
"Well then, who do we have here?" the woman asked.
"This is Amy, Mom," Corpse said. "She's my..." He paused. "Owner." As he said that, he used the two-finger parentheses gesture.
Amy sighed. Why couldn't she have a normal cat like everyone else? The thought made her laugh.
"What?" Corpse asked.
"Nothing," Amy answered innocently. Amy froze. "Wait, so this is your mom?" Amy asked.
"Yup," Corpse answered proudly.
Amy suddenly felt embarrassed. She was in the presence of the Queen of Sugi, and all she was wearing was a "Fun in the Sun" t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
The queen seemed to guess what she was thinking and she said, "Oh, don't be embarrassed deary. We'll get you some new ones straight away." And with that she grabbed Amy's hand and started pulling Amy toward a door labeled "Graveyard."
"Wait," Amy said. "If you're getting me new clothes, why are we going into a room labeled Graveyard?"
"It's a security thing," the queen explained. The queen opened the door to the room labeled Graveyard.
Amy and Stripes: page 22
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Amy wondered why Corpse was so scared. Amy was about to ask him, but the look in his eyes told her she probably shouldn't. But now she understood why she was feeling so strange. She was nervous, but she still didn't know why. She shot a questioning glance at Corpse. He smiled and said ,"Let's go inside. We're already late."
Amy wondered why Corpse was so scared. Amy was about to ask him, but the look in his eyes told her she probably shouldn't. But now she understood why she was feeling so strange. She was nervous, but she still didn't know why. She shot a questioning glance at Corpse. He smiled and said ,"Let's go inside. We're already late."
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Amy and Stripes: Page 21
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What was that all about? Amy thought. And why was Corpse looking so nervous when the green bubble stopped over his head? Amy didn't understand at all.
"What was that for?" Amy asked Corpse.
"They're called feeling bubbles." Corpse explained. He reached back and pulled a piece of crinkled paper out of his pocket. "Here," he said as he handed Amy the paper. It was a faded chart. It looked like this.
What was that all about? Amy thought. And why was Corpse looking so nervous when the green bubble stopped over his head? Amy didn't understand at all.
"What was that for?" Amy asked Corpse.
"They're called feeling bubbles." Corpse explained. He reached back and pulled a piece of crinkled paper out of his pocket. "Here," he said as he handed Amy the paper. It was a faded chart. It looked like this.
Amy and Stripes: Page 20
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Amy suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Corpse looked back and said, "What's wrong?"
"It's just..." Amy paused. She didn't know what to say. All this had come at her so fast. It seemed like she was supposed to be a great hero, but she know how.
Corpse smiled knowingly and pulled a purple satin draw-string bag out of his pocket. He opened the bag and several different bubbles came out. Then, all of them except for a rosy purple colored bubble and a sickly green color bubble popped. The purple one floated toward Amy and stopped right above her head. The sickly green one floated above Corpse and stopped. Then a bright, stop-light green bubble appeared between Corpse and Amy. There was a "ding" that seemed to come from inside the bubble and then all of the bubbles popped.
Amy suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Corpse looked back and said, "What's wrong?"
"It's just..." Amy paused. She didn't know what to say. All this had come at her so fast. It seemed like she was supposed to be a great hero, but she know how.
Corpse smiled knowingly and pulled a purple satin draw-string bag out of his pocket. He opened the bag and several different bubbles came out. Then, all of them except for a rosy purple colored bubble and a sickly green color bubble popped. The purple one floated toward Amy and stopped right above her head. The sickly green one floated above Corpse and stopped. Then a bright, stop-light green bubble appeared between Corpse and Amy. There was a "ding" that seemed to come from inside the bubble and then all of the bubbles popped.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
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