Wasn't that a scout thing. Sasan had totally wanted to be a scout when he was younger. Until he'd figured out that it was the girl scouts that made the cookies and learned to sew, and what a rip-off. "Busy with other things? You mean, like, with motorized feathers and all that?" he asked with a sideways glance towards the Dictaquill. "Seriously. Think about it. Moving feathers. That write. It's, like, the eighteen hundreds." Pause. "Except not."
Wait, was this all he had to look forward to? Cheese and Barney and... other such weird stuff? With the moving pens? "Jeez, what is this place, stocked under the Sci-Fi section at Borders or something?"
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Date: 2007-08-30 10:21 pm (UTC)Wait, was this all he had to look forward to? Cheese and Barney and... other such weird stuff? With the moving pens? "Jeez, what is this place, stocked under the Sci-Fi section at Borders or something?"