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As Kitten distracts herself quite suitably for my taste, metaphorizing, Jaybells swoops down, using the elite power of stickynotes and a very particular vibrant purple shade of pen… but within seconds she suddenly halts in her tracks, catching herself by a millimeter. Wait… wasn't the designated cookie a chocolate chip cookie? From the long forgotten Bakery of SuperJwyn? Why exactly was she holding a "Unicorn" cookie? Arghh… this must be a clever diversion tactic, she thought, disimisively tossing the cookie over her shoulder.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Suddenly she heard the oh-so familiar, almost smug, and definantly triumphant, voice that she had so accustomed herself to. Of course. Of course, he just had to be here. Jaybells turned, expectantly, to the small boy of about 7, with dark bangs perfectly outlining his large violet-blue eyes.
"What do you want?" she muttered, glaring at him. Standing there, figure perfectly complimented by the moon's hazy beams, Conan glanced up at her, smirking. His miniature dark-almost-navy blue suit, the signature bright red bow-tie atop that blank white shirt, and especially way his thick black glasses reflected the moonlight before looking back up at her – she could hardly bear it.
"If my deduction is correct, then you would be a particpant of the CB cookie catch, right?" He said, not using that innocent, higher-pitched voice anymore. Without letting her respond, he continued, not breaking her gaze. "If that's the case, then you would want to keep that precious cookie, right?"
Jaybells pursed her lips together, retorting quite haughtily, " Yes, of course, I already know that, baka. I was simply trying to…er, confuse the competitors, clearly. It seems you've complicated that, though."
"Soka (I see), is that right?" He chuckled softly, following her as she strode away.
"Yes, and I would appreciate it if you could let me keep up with the rest of the CBers," she said blocking the moon with the cookie, reverting it back into the chocolate chip cookie, all the while keeping up her brisk pace. "I need to stay ahead of them."
"Oy, and leave me alone? How inconsiderate!" he whimpered, higher-pitched voice quivering, yet still obviously a bit forced. Jaybells bit her lip, she wouldn't want to be cruel to him, since he was rather sharp afterall… besides, what good would it do to leave him here? She may as well take him, otherwise it would just come back to bite her later. It wasn't even as if she didn't like him around, though she had to act like it.
She handed the cookie to him, only saying, "Just keep up, kid."
Conan slowly, slyly peered up at her, smirking, once again. "Ah-le-le? Ya' just couldn't resist, huh?"
Jaybells scowled, debating silently in her head. Baka, baka, baka! Taku (geesh), I'm in the middle of a catch the cookie event, demo (but) I have to deal with this? Oy, why must I do this to myself? she continued, contemplating various ways to keep the cookie, as well.
"Jaybells? Are you Okay?" Conan asked innocently, piercing into Jaybells' rather nefarious plans and quite frankly, her thought process, overall.
"Yes, of course." She replied, suddenly on guard, and rather suspicious, wondering why Conan suddenly was concerned.
"Ano(Umm)… I can hear something in the distance." He informed her, sounding rather unsettled, himself.
And for good reason, for Edogawa Conan had never seen, or experienced, for that matter, a stampede of determined Chatter-Boxers before.This would be an experience that would forever reshape his life… but perhaps even more importantly, he soon realised that the cookie was gone, taken by…
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Me! As Ella-Belle break out in a sprint, just a bit behind the others, she gets an idea!
"Expelliarmus!" She shouts, though, quickly loosing the cookie again, "Accio cookie!" With the cookie hurtling towards her, she leapt, just missing it. When she turned, though, she saw that it had dropped into the arms of…
Bella says oyom!
Yes, Bella. This cookie will be very delicious…
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Sierra. She had long given up on even trying to tackle her way through the almost vicious crowd of Chatter-Boxers, as her previous attempts had only resulted to no avail. She remembered one of her old friends once saying, that no matter how many times you carried out a task, if performed in the exactly same manner, you should expect no variation in the results. Therefore, Sierra stood there, at the edge of the gathering, just waiting… and this time it worked! She caught the cookie, and promptly cantered off on her hypothetical, spontaneously generated unicorn… until the next changing of hands of the cookie!
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At that moment, Jaybells transformed into an enormous purplish-black dragon, scooping Conan up, and letting him climb up and onto her back. As she twirled in the air, a silverish tear-drop shaped scale shimmered besides each of both of her huge violet eyes, gleaming in the dawn's pale light. As she narrowed her eyes, they flooded into her head… she could hear the thoughts of each and all of the Chatter-Boxers. Oh, no! She thought frantically, searching through the Duat for her pouch of skyfire stone. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Before I accidentally hear someone thinking about one of their SIs! Near panic, she finally felt something brush by her curved crescent-moon, razor-sharp, half-contractable claws, Got it! She sighed in relief, unintentionally setting some nearby trees on fire. She realized how silent Conan had been and craned her neck to get a clear view of him. He looked shocked, something like disbelieving, very confused, and perhaps like he might cry. She felt a twinge of guilt, putting him through something like this, but shook it off, forcing herself to focus. Okay, cookie… As she scanned the horizon, she spotted Sierra, galloping away with the target. Pulling her star-dappled wings close to her body, she dove, swooping majestically over Sierra, before shooting out of sight again, with, of course, the cookie.
After a while of heavy wing-beating, to create a temporary distance barrier, Jaybells alighted, gracefully circling and landing as softly as she could, before gently prodding Conan off her back and reverting out of her avatar. She turned to face her companion again, who was still quite dumbfounded, and, once again, graspng the cookie.
"Sorry about that," She said glancing at him, then away again, "It must have been pretty shocking, right? I suppose it was pretty sudden, after all-"
"No." She looked up sharply, startled by how firm he sounded, "That was utterly…" She flinched, not knowing exactly what to expect. "That was absolutely… sugoi(amazing)!!!" He said, once again sounding like a 7 year old.
Jaybells could help but grin, "Well then, I suppose we should get going, huh?"
"Yep!" Conan smiled back at her. He could tell that they were going to be slightly more successful this time.
But even though they had a small head-start of an advantage, their victory wouldn't last for long. Another competitor would suddenly take the opportunity to obtain the sacred cookie. That champion would be known as…
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Sierra. She had given up trying to wrestle through the group of almost vicious Chatter-Boxers, it wasn't her style, anyway. She had also remembered something of one of her old friends had said, "If you perform a task multiple times, but do not change any of the factors, or variables, you should not expect any variations." So she instead chose to watch from the edge of the large gathering… and it worked! The long awaited cookie had arrived, and at that moment she was whisked upwards, cantering away, on a highly hypothetical, spontaneously generated unicorn, riding onwards towards the now rising sun… until the next time the cookie changed hands!
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A girl of medium height swooped through the sunrise and snatched both the cookie and unicorn from the hands of Sierra. "wheeeee!" She shouted in delight as she prepared to take a giant bite from the cookie while watching the gorgeous sunrise. She gazed into the colorful rays – and felt something whisk by, stealing the cookie form her grasp. She gasped and look up, shielding her eyes from the bright light to see…
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Noooo! Ella-Belle snatches the cookie right out of Twirlgirl's hands, before being detected. Hehehe! She thinks, zooming away, and then loosing the cookie again, this time to…
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Conan! Jaybells smiled, even that glaring reddish-orange rising sun of misfortune couldn't stop them! What a relief… she thought, then just hoped she hadn't jinxed it.
After a while of just running, Jaybells looked over at Conan, who had begun to run out of breath. She gradually ground to a halt, cautiously looking around. Where were the other chatterboxers? Why had there been no attempts to take the cookie? As Jaybells stood pondering this, her companion let out a startled cry.
Whipping around, "What happened? Are you hurt?" She asked, frantically, not exactly sure what was going on.
"The cookie! It dissappeared! But I just had it? Whare do you think it is, Jaybells?" He replied questioningly.
"I knew something was wrong, we shouldn't have let our guard down. Another Chatter-boxer must have taken it while we were distracted." Jaybells sighed, looking back out at the brilliant sunrise. She was right when it first occurred to her, that today was going to be full of misfortune, she thought despairingly. Just like Aisliegh had said…
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Momentarily borrowing Zane's invisibility cloak, Ella-Belle quickly locates the cookie. Performing an enclosement charm, she effectively blocks out the other CBers. Now for that boy… she thinks. She very carefully slips up to him and grabs the cookie, but now that her objective has been reached, the temporary charm has shattered! Better get going!
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I sneak up behind Ella-Belle, and before she can move, I dart forward, slip the cookies through her fingers, and dash away, leaving a very confused CBer as to where her cookie just went. I glance down at my cookie – only to see that nothings there! I look up and see a shadow slipping through the trees, and I follow stealthily.
uabc. You ABC?
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While stalking Ella-Belle from a distance, I see Twirlgirl swipe the cookie from her hands. Smiling mischievously, I give her the same treatment, and hastily retreat into the shadows woven through the abnormally mystic forest. Before long, though, I notice, frustrating enough, that the cookie has once again been snatched!
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I grin as I swoop down over Luna's head on a vine. I vanish (courtesy of being a Vanisher from KotLC) drop down directly in front of her and grab the cookie right out of her hands. I dart away through the trees, leaving an utterly befuddled Luna as to how her stolen cookie is floating away on its own.
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"Oy, oy, judging on the way the cookie is 'floating', it's probably being held by someone in an invisibility cloak or such…" Conan pondered aloud, yet still in a whisper, crouching low in the crook of a tree.
"Well, everything has a logical explanation, right?" Jaybells grinned, quoting one her companion's signature phrases.
"Do you think my deduction is correct, then?" He inquired, frowning slightly.
"I suppose it is fairly reasonable to assume so, but we should be cautious, nonetheless." Came the rather wary reply.
"Wakari mashita( I understand), I'll use my football(soccerball) to stun the culprit, and you can take advantage of that in order to re-obtain that cookie!"
"Sounds like a plausible plan." Jaybells responded, with just a tad of reluctance. She would have preferred a less… violent…(?) approach — but, alas, this was a Catch the Cookie event. With that, she wished her partner the favour of the odds, and they began to implement the plan.
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I smile as I see Jaybells and her partner just carring out their elusive plot to get the cookie. Clever. I don't really bother with such elaborate schemes. I whip out my grappling hook and sieze the precious confection before leaping out of sight.
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While they planned to get the cookie, Conan soon noticed a glimmer in the back-reflection of his glasses. When Jaybells saw how distracted he was, giving him a questioning glance. He decided to write to tell her about the figure hidden behind some trees, in his mini-notebook under the disguise of drawing up the plot. As she finished reading it, Conan noticed the gleam in Jaybells' eyes, and that almost mischievous smile that rivaled his own.
"Well then, let's play along, shall we?" She replied in a low voice, still beaming in that subtle sort of way. And with that, they switched the cookie for a decoy, quickly depositing the actual cookie into Conan's pocket. Conan much appreciated that, when Jaybells knocked him to the ground, and a metal grappling hook shot past him, catching the cookie. He glanced over at the tree where the figure had been, but there was no one else in sight. He saw Jaybells, she was forcing a rather bitter smile.
"I suppose it's a good thing that person didn't get the real one, but that person somehow got the spare I had, as well… that means that another person must have an accomplice, or…" She clicked her tongue.
Conan's pupils constricted, "…in other words the second person could only be…."
Jaybells nodded grimly. "It must be."
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I lurked behind the trees, knowing that the only way for me to retrieve the cookie again would be through strategy and eavesdropping. After listening to a sufficient amount of Jaybells' conversation, I summoned my AEs to help me.
"What? I don't want to break the laws!" said Gale.
"Cookie? Where? I want a cookie!" said Breeze.
"No, it's against the law!"
"No, actually, as catch-the-cookie threads are an essential part of the culture of the CB, they are NOT against the law. But that is not the point," I told them, "because we are trying to gain the cookie any way we can. Listen, I've been listening to Jaybells, and she has a decoy cookie. Breeze, you take the decoy. Gale, you take her spare. While she's confused, I'll go in for the real one. I'm trusting both of you!"
Without waiting for further instructions, they both plunged in and accomplished their jobs. I advanced in the aftermath and spoke up simply.
"Yes, that would be me, Jaybells. Now hand over the cookie and no one has to get hurt."
Grumbling, she did as requested and turned to go. I immediately grabbed the broomstick on my back and soared into the air, calling my AEs to cover me. Breeze called a light breeze to propel me while Gale caused a slight storm around me so that others could not attack.
But none of us expected an attack from…
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Me! I swoop in on my own Firebolt 17, grab the cookie, and sweep off, covered by magic disruptions mounted on the broom. However, that didn't protect it from…
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I swoop up, make a fancy loop around Catsclaw, and snatch the cookie from her grasp. It's a good thing it's wrapped, or else it would be pretty nasty right now, I muse. As I'm thinking, I hear a voice shout "Geronimoooooooo" and my head snaps up just in time to see a massive… THING? bearing down on me and grabbing the cookie.
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Hehehe, Jaybells transformed into that Nightwing again, and let me get onto her back, temporarily forging an uneasy truce. But when the cookie comes into sight, I leap off of her back, plummeting towards the target. I shout, distracting the previous holder, and all the while grabbing the pastry. While watching her broomstick zoom away in satisfaction, I suddenly realize that I am still hurtling towards the earth with nothing much to stop my fall. I crash land into a spacious plain that I neglect appreciate, as I am too preoccupied groaning in pain. The cookie, I soon notice, is gone, though. Taken by none other than…
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I'm a boy…
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She had watched it all play out, and as Lune-Lyne recklessly dove, promptly crashing into the ground, the cookie fell from her hand, clattering to a halt right in front of Sierra. Even though she didn't believe in the five-second rule, she still quickly picked it up, and slowing stalked away to avoid attracting any attention.
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Gracefully sweeping down towards Sierra, while Conan muttered about the lack of strategy, Jaybells snatches the cookie, and glides off into the now setting sun. Winter (or night, rather) is coming.
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I teleport directly in front of Jaybells, making her stop short and shriek in surprise. I laugh evilly and grab the cookie, then teleport to a remote island in middle of the ocean. Certain that no one will find me here, I relax and get ready to finally have this well-deserved cookie – until I realize that someone had teleported along with me! I back away in horror, but they snatch the cookie and disappear.
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I snatch the cookie and disappear thanks to a bit of copying magic! I apear in Logan's room.
"Hey Logan!" I shout at my AE "Make a copy of this cookie!" I throw her the cookie.
"Okay Moonlight!" She yells back laughing. just as she is finishing the new cookie someone tackles me and grabs the real cookie! I turn and glare at….
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… Kitten! Her long brown hair swept behind her, Kitten grinned evilly and said, "You didn't really think you could get away with that, did you?" She turned on the spot and disappeared with a loud crack!
When she appeared, Kitten was in the middle of a dense forest. The few rays of sunlight that made it through clearly shone on her delighted face as she began to bite into the cookie.
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Ella rushed out fron her place among the trees and snatched the cookie out of Kitten's hands. Ted followed in close pursuit. Kitten chased after a panting Ella. Kitten had almost caught her when…
Poosh!
Ella found herself floating on a cloud car. Looking around, she noticed Andrea holding her hand, as she was the poosher, Sammy feeding Frank, and Zeke, annoyed, driving it towards victory.
"Got the cookie?" Zeke inquired
"Myup."
Sammy touched the cookie, repairing it into perfect condition.
"Guess we're a team, huh, Zekey-boy?" Ella teased.
"Don't call me that, El. Plus, this is only-"
A comet smashed headfirst into the car, causing a lot of screaming, tooting, and barking!
"MAYDAY!MAYDAY!" Andrea Screeched. "WE ARE GOING DOWN!"
However, Upon landing, they fell into a bigger cloud in a desert. They thanked their savior, who they found was holding the cookie, and none other than…
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Grabbing the cookie and diving into a nearby oasis, I escape! But alas, before long a shadowy figure zips past, a cloud of bubbles blinding me as it propulses itself forwards with broad strokes.
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Hehehehe! Ella-Belle bursts to the surface of the oasis, and sprouts wings before being tackled by a now-very-determined, bespectacled 7-year-old boy, wearing a blue dress-suit and his signature bright red bow-tie, which were miraculously already dry.
"Not again, you don't!" He shouted, kicking his football (soccer-ball) into her hand, knocking the cookie free –and right into Jaybells'.
"Thanks, Conan." Grinned Jaybells.
"Of course," he replied, still looking a bit disgruntled.
But, before they could start getting too tiresome, the cookie was once again reclaimed, this time by…
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Me! Sorry, Conan. I think, as I make my hasty retreat. As I speed off on my pair of master roller-skates, the sand trips them up, so I head for solid ground with a less arid climate. Little do I realise that was exactly what my next opponent was waiting for, as is soon demonstrated when the prized confection is rather rudely taken from me by a Chatterboxer known simply as….
Bella says arid!
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Moonlight! I run dangerously fast as I snatch the cookie from Sierra.
"Next time be less predictable!" I yell at her. I teleport somewhere which has the ruins of a castle. I look up at the sunset. Sadly before I realize someone was waiting for me and steals the cookie! I turn and chase after…
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Jaybells! Sniffing indignantly, Conan shouted back at Sierra's assailant,
"You should take your own advice!" Before turning back to his companion and discussing how to escape in the most unpredictable of means. They rushed up to Jaybells' trusty telepotation device, but in their haste neglected to notice that as they had seemingly disappeared, so had the cooke, although it was not with them. Instead the cookie had been obtained by another Chatterboxer. Snatching the cookie and hurriedly disapperating was…
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Jaybells! Sniffing indignantly, Conan shouted back at Sierra's assailant,
"You should take your own advice!" Before turning back to his companion and discussing how to escape in the most unpredictable of means. They rushed up to Jaybells' trusty telepotation device, but in their haste neglected to notice that as they had seemingly disappeared, so had the cooke, although it was not with them. Instead the cookie had been obtained by another Chatterboxer. Snatching the cookie and hurriedly disapperating was…
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With a little assistance from Luna-Lyne, we snatched the cookie just before Jaybells and Conan could get away! Even though we might be Jaybells' AEs, that doesn't necessarily mean that we don't love to drive her crazy! It can be rather amusing, if just a tad mean!
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Oops! Sorry about that, Catsclaw! Eesh, I am so embarrassed right now…
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"How rude!" Exclaimed Jaybells, when the cookie came into her possesion again. Grinning, Conan agreed with her, and zoomed off on his solar-powered electric skateboard.
"Ughh, children…." Jaybells muttered, casually sprouting her Nightwing-avatar wings, "Wait a second! Isn't Conan, or Shinichi/Jimmy, rather technically older than me?!" It was a rhetorical question, but she shuddered at the the thought of this adorable 7 year old reverting back to his original self, a full decade older, and just about half a decade older than her.
Now that she thought about it, it was quite the odd situation…
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While Jaybells was lost in thought, Aquamarine snatched the cookie.
"We fly like the wind!" She told her Pikachu. Aquamarine held Pikachu's tail in one hand, the cookie in the other. Pikachu sprouted wings and teleported to a place in a wooded forest no one knew about.
'Thanks, Pikachu" Aquamarine said, hoding the cookie to her mouth.
"Wait if Pikachu can fly, wouldn't that make it a flying type…?"
But as Aqua was thinking, someone- or something grabbed the cookie from her hands, and maniacal laughter rang thorough the trees…
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Nature quickly stopped the recording of maniacal laughter on his phone and quickly changed it to some chase scene music as he climbed to the treetops. Just in time, too, as when he finally grabbed hold of the last branch a dark shadow loomed behind him. Not bothering to look above, he darted across the forest roof, swung on a vine, and crashed into a tree. As he opened his eyes, he saw something large swooping in to claim the cookie from the ground, just before 5 seconds had passed.
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Haha. I tap the screen to shut off the chase scene music and run off, invisible, with the stolen cookie. But it appears that someone heard me and is following swiftly behind. I turn around to blast ice and snow at the person, but the cookie is already being grabbed out of my hand by…
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Using her Icewing powers, Estelle freezes everyone in her path, grabbing the cookie and FLYING! Meanwhile, Luna-Lyne keeps up on her skateboard with Estelle just overhead.
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As Estelle flies through the air, she is attacked by an UFO (Unidentified furry object), which grabs the cookie from her hands. As it jumps away and returns to NatureWriter, it becomes an IFO (Identified furry object) – none other than Yxek! NatureWriter warps away, running as quickly as possible.
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Pressing the pause button, Luna went off to get some more Vanilla Chai tea. When she returned, she reached into her tablet screen and grabbed the cookie. After dashing off, she realized that she had to press the play button for the chase to resume. She hadn't, however, considered that the Chatterboxers would force their way through her screen after she played it, so the cookie was reclaimed, this time by….
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…me! I wallrun across a randomly appearing wall and snatch the cookie from Luna-Lyne. Smirking to myself, I parkour my way through a crowd of frantic CBers. I am almost out of the crowd when another CBer comes dashing towards me, and steals the cookie. Before I lose sight of them, they turn around, revealing the face of…
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Mischievously grinning, Jaybells snatches the Cookie from Fleet's hands, making a run for it. Quickly executing a splendid grande jeté over the heads of several Chatterboxers, and performing a stunning pirrouette as she landed, she continued in dashing off. Meanwhile, Conan ogled, having been on the edge of the crowd.
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I purposely bump into Jaybelles while she executes her pirouette so that she stumbles. I grin evilly and grab the cookie, running off. But I was still looking over my shoulder at Jaybelles, so I slam straight into another CBer, none other than…
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"Zdre-ne,"(how rude), Sierra had been watching the holder of the cookie, who had ruined a perfectly good pirrouette, and had just now bumped into her. Before Twirlgirl even registered what had happenned, Sierra was long gone, although someone must have been her hasty retreat, as when she looked back for a split second, the cookie once again had disspeared. The current owner was none other than….
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Ahahahaha! Moi! I sprint away as fast as I can, old-school style, and finally find the solar-powered electrical skateboard that I stole from Conan!
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Conan: How rude, I've been looking for that! *grabs his skateboard and the cookie from Luna-Lyne before she speeds away* Come on, let's go! *Grabs Jaybells' hand and pulls her arms around him as he turns the skateboard on*
Jaybells: Wait, Conan where are we- *shrieks in terror*
Conan: Sorry, Jaybells, *flinches under Jaybells tight grip* we're in a hurry though, remember?
Jaybells: You just dropped the cookie, though!
*The Cookie gets snatched just before it hits the ground*
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