Moan.

[x_husk]

I can't feel my feet. Or my arms. Or anything, really.

If anyone needs me, I will be begging a tub off of one of the professors, or, if that hasn't suceeded, in my room, sprawled out on the bed.

Ow.

(shopping is so not my thing)

Note to self: Kill Sam.

Comments

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

It's NOT my fault she exhausted you.

Re:

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Well, who else am I going to blame my flat feet on?

(why did you not warn me shopping was so painful?)

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

How would I know shopping was painful?!

I don't shop! I'm just the transportation!

You weren't here when I picked up shirts for all the kids, but...it was a disaster. ;)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

Well, maybe if you're super nice I might forgive whatever creative way you come up with for apologizing to me.

*grins*

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

How about a great big kiss? ;)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

But who'd want a kiss from you?

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

...

That wasn't very nice.

And you've wanted plenty in your time, missy! You forced me to kiss you goodnight from the moment you could talk until the day I left Kentucky. You silly goose. :p

[x-piotr.livejournal.com]

You two are so funny. :)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

*snuggles her Sammy*

Okay, okay. I'm sorry.

I love you and your kisses.

Truce?

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

Truce.

You know I love you, Gee. :)

*smooch*

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Not to step in between impending sibling-lynching. ;) But does it work to do that thing with your skin and turn into something that doesn't get sore feet? I think you mentioned you turned into rock once.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I thought of that too and trust me! I would have if I could have.

But I somehow thought that the non-mutants in the shopping district might not appreciate my new foot fashion.

*grins*

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, but I meant now. :) At least then your feet wouldn't hurt until you changed back.