Eleanor "Ellie" Rasputin (poof) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-06-16 15:30:00

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The best laid plans... (open)
Sometimes, Ellie really hated being SHORT. Not only was it not much fun to have to look up to everyone, and came with about fifty million downright insulting nicknames (like Short-Stack, Shrimp, and Half-Pint, to name a few).

But it absolutely sucked when you wanted something that was out of your reach.

Ellie stared at the jar of cookies, resting at the top of the fridge.

This was simple. All she had to do was teleport up, grab the cookie jar, and then teleport herself back down.

Easy as pie.

Ellie teleported herself up to the top of the fridge. She reached to grab the cookie jar, not knowing that her leg was hanging on of the edge...

She slipped, sending her arm flying into the cookie jar, which landed down on the ground with a giant CRASH, shattering it into little pieces. Ellie hung onto the edges of the fridge for dear life, before teleporting back down in front of the now shattered jar.

Yeah...this didn't exactly look good.

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	quadrimanial 2010-06-16 07:02 pm UTC (link)
	Sylvie, who'd been in a room not far away, crawled hurriedly into the kitchen-- and quickly stopped before her hands got into the shards. "Are you okay?" (Reply to this)(Thread)

	poof 2010-06-17 12:11 am UTC (link)
	Ellie gave Sylvie a thumbs-up. "Super duper!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2010-06-17 12:36 am UTC (link)
	"Okay, El, you're going to need to go to the drawer on the left and get all the yellow gloves out, two for you and four for me." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	poof 2010-06-18 11:38 am UTC (link)
	"Can do!" She bounded over to the drawer, pulling out the gloves and slipping them on her hands. She handed the four to Sylvie. "What's next?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quadrimanial
2010-06-18 02:50 pm UTC (link)

Sylvie puts on all her gloves. "First, we take these biggest pieces, and the cookies -- only a couple; that's good; not a lot wasted -- and set them aside. Now you get a plastic bag to wrap those big pieces in, and I'll get some paper towels to wet, so we can get the little shards better. " Once her hands are all secured, Sylvie moves to do so.

"And, of course, the most important part of cleaning up glass is that unless Uncle Scott or my mom specifically asks about the broken glass, neither Uncle Scott nor my mom needs to be informed about the broken glass."

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	poof 2010-06-19 12:57 am UTC (link)
	"Some of the cookies have glass in them..." Ellie put on her gloves. "I totally could have planned this better." Next time...get someone taller. Even if it meant short jokes. Ellie nodded. "Right. I still think Uncle Scott's still a little mad at me about the whole trashing the Danger Room thing..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2010-06-19 01:06 am UTC (link)
	"Yes. The cookies are pretty much a loss." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	poof 2010-06-19 01:41 am UTC (link)
	"This is tragic." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2010-06-19 01:42 am UTC (link)
	"Yes, but we must not despair," Sylvie says as she climbs over to wet the paper towels and carefully clean up the tiny shards. "Cait can be persuaded to bake more." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	poof 2010-06-23 12:52 am UTC (link)
	"Yes. Especially if we ask nicely. With puppy-dog eyes." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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