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momslilassassin) wrote2013-01-27 03:01 pm
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The Portal on Shakespeare [a week later]
A mattress had been bought for guests, the house had been scrubbed from top to bottom and then bottom to top, and Ben, even though he knew that Luke wouldn't care in the slightest, had stressed out about what they'd have for dinner for the last three days.
Now he was a half-hour early for the time his father had sent him for the portal, bouncing nervously on the balls of his feet.
He was excited and terrified in almost equal measure.
Sounds like a fun vacation, huh?
Now he was a half-hour early for the time his father had sent him for the portal, bouncing nervously on the balls of his feet.
He was excited and terrified in almost equal measure.
Sounds like a fun vacation, huh?
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His eyes flicked to Ben. "Thin air can come too," he said, amused.
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He had no intention of disturbing them in their very chaste double bunkbed sleep.
Shhh. Leave the man his delusions.
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Ender pushed open the door to the bathroom. "We've got a bath, a toilet and a sink," he said wryly. "We're living in a governor's mansion here."
It didn't matter. It was their house.
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He was definitely starting to see what Ben did in Ender.
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Though the location of the house had been a compromise.
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