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Grima Manonoa Grendelchi Melody | born 7/19/2014 | 1 | You always answer the phone.
You never go out alone.
But I'm never lonely alone. |
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"You mean, but you nice to Emrerald!" he squeaked, cuddling Grima. "Emerald nice to others, so they nice to Emerald!"
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Grima sighed in exasperation. "The ones you talked to were. That doesn't mean they're all going to be."
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Emerald tilted his head "But... They are nice..."
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Grima shrugged, trying to think of an explanation. "Dumb luck?"
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"But... They never hurt Emerald..." he said in confusion
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"Because they're not nice Creatchis," Grima explained.
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"Why would they want to kill Emerald?" he asked, confused
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Grima took a moment to think about that. "They're probably trying to kill you," he reasoned. "Do you want more?"
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"Why? Strangers gives Emerald lots of things!" Emerald squeaked, then nodded "Yes it is!"
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"You shouldn't accept things from strangers." He failed to realize the hypocrisy in this statement. "Is this the first time you've had roasted marshmallows?"
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