"Didn't wanna get poked," he muttered, bringing her hand down and off to one side.
"'zat when we had that rain of frog*?" Adam asked, a smile playing around the edges of his mouth.
*In the end they played Charles Fort Discovering Things. This consisted of one of the Them walking around with the ancient remains of an umbrella, while the others treated him to a rain of frogs or, rather, frog. They could only find one in the pond. It was an elderly frog, who knew the Them of old, and tolerated their interest as the price it paid for a pond otherwise free of moorhens and pike. It put up with things good naturedly for a while before hopping off to a secret and so far undiscovered hideout in an old drainpipe.
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Date: 2007-05-23 04:23 am (UTC)"'zat when we had that rain of frog*?" Adam asked, a smile playing around the edges of his mouth.
*In the end they played Charles Fort Discovering Things. This consisted of one of the Them walking around with the ancient remains of an umbrella, while the others treated him to a rain of frogs or, rather, frog. They could only find one in the pond. It was an elderly frog, who knew the Them of old, and tolerated their interest as the price it paid for a pond otherwise free of moorhens and pike. It put up with things good naturedly for a while before hopping off to a secret and so far undiscovered hideout in an old drainpipe.