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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 25px; color: #AEAAD0; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px black;][b]BUT I HAVE PROMiSES TO KEEP
    ★ -- and miles to go before i sleep[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; font-family: verdana; line-height:95%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]Blankkit had finally managed to sneak one of those hearts away from the Valentine’s Dance and into the depths of the warehouse. He wasn’t sure why he’d dragged it all the way back here, but there was no way he was leaving until the foul thing was destroyed. These hearts were everywhere – the carnival, the walls, even ripped on the floor from his previous attempts at taking them down. Apparently, it had something to do with this Valentine’s Day thing. If this happened every year, the child wasn’t sure he wanted to be part of it. All of the pink and red was burning his eyes. Why couldn’t they use blue instead? Blue was a perfectly respectable color.


    With a huff, he pawed the paper heart closer.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=Transparent; width: 300px; font-family: georgia; color: #835C3B][justify]"'Eyy Blankkit, what's up?" The apprentice bounded over, curious to see what his little bud was doing. From the looks of it, he saved a love-hued heart from the party or something. He watched it with questioning eyes, raising a fictional brow.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: indianred; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]fireworkkit caidoz.[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]DROPPING GLASSES JUST TO HEAR THEM BREAK.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]
    "What are you going to use that for?"     the girl questioned as she appeared, bright eyes half-slitted. She had just woken from a short nap and was still in that half asleep stage.




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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 25px; color: #AEAAD0; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px black;]BUT I HAVE PROMiSES TO KEEP
    ★ -- and miles to go before i sleep[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; font-family: verdana; line-height:95%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]Of all the BreezeClanners to show up, it had to be these two. Blankkit would pretend he didn’t straighten up a bit, ears twitching, but he did. [b]”Cookiepaw, Fireworkkit.”     It was easier than trying to make what he was doing with this thing clear. What did it look like? Did they think he was hoarding them or something? That needed to be stopped immediately. Instead of offering a proper explanation, he pressed one paw into the paper and proceeded to rip it; the quarter that actually managed to tear away promptly stuck to his paw. ”Um. This.”[/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: indianred; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]fireworkkit caidoz.[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]DROPPING GLASSES JUST TO HEAR THEM BREAK.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]
    At this, her eyelids flew open, causing her to give Blankkit a quizzical look. Ripping a paper heart. Not noticing his straighting, she'd slightly shake her head at him. [b]"Well. Aren't you a heartbreaker."     Fire would say the last word with more enthsiasim, hopefully getting the others to realize her weak pun. Well. It was more like 'heartripper', but she guessed that heartbreaker should work to.


    Getting closer to him, she'd attempt to take his paw and peel off the red paper stuck to it. If she suceeded she'd balance it on a paw. "You see very happy about Valentines, Blanky."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=Transparent; width: 300px; font-family: georgia; color: #835C3B][justify]Ah, this slightly surprised him. Hmm, what's with all this? Brown oculars gazed down at the heart, waiting for an explanation. Instead of getting one, it was being demonstrated. Riiiiip. The sound wasn't so pleasant to his ears, but that was that. It could have been worse, anyways. "Ohhh, I see!" He didn't really question why he ripped it. He wasn't all that nosy, I suppose.