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Blueberry's Parlor



This is where Typhoon3D takes care of his Scoop, Blueberry. Please, may only those who have been invited post here.



<center>Main Scoops Thread</center>

<center> Blueberry's Companions </center>
<center>those allowed to post here</center>
<center>to make things easy: Anyone in Scoops can post here xp </center>

<center> November 08, 2004 </center>

Tai was running at full speed, leaping from rooftop to rooftop as most righteous defenders do on their offtime. He skidded to a stop at his loft overlooking Durem. A small place, but home nonetheless. In his hands was a most coveted prize, something he had been desiring for the past week or so, maybe longer. It was a bowl of ice cream, blueberry to be exact. His new Scoop, which he had worked hard to buy off of his boss Miss Schala. "Welcome home, Blue heart ," he said, setting the bowl down upon a black doiley on the main table of his loft home. He sat in his easy chair and looked at it. "C'mon, do somethin," he commanded the ice cream.

Tai reached over and lit a few white candles to light the room, realizing how dark it truly was at this time of night, he snapped his fingers, "Oh yeah, a watched pot never melts... or something," he blew out the match and grabbed his book, leaning back in the chair, he pulled out his pen and began to write in his journal. Unfortunetly, Tai kept eyeing the bowl every few seconds. Setting down the black book with a photo a bat upon it, he sighed and stared again. "How long? gonk " he complained. His tired eyes became even heavier as he watched. The clock on his wall called the time. He sighed and nodded, "Well best get off to bed," he strolled off staring at the bowl, slamming into the closed door to his room and falling upon the floor. Tai slept soundly on the floor, curling up next to the table and gripping a foot pillow closely, "Mmm, I got a Scoop," he told himself in his sleep, "Finally whee ,"

There was something darkly romantic about the shadows cast by the candles over the curves of the navy-shaded ice cream. Slowly, those curves dissolved into nothingness, leaving only a smooth, creamy surface that flickered with reflected light.

Through that surface, something could sense a world beyond the porcelain edges. Silently as the night itself, a tiny head poked out. Blue curls bounced of their own accord while the bangs hung over already heavy eyes. Those deep orbs took in the sight of the dancing candles, the black lace, and the large bat. This place wasn't half bad. She leaned over the side of the bowl, stretching toward the doily, "Pu-re-teee..."

<center>Blueberry has become a Baby!

<center> November 09, 2004 </center>

I've begun the long but rewarding task of raising a Scoop. She is Blueberry, but I affectionately call her, Blue, and what a curious and easily educated Scoop she is! But I'll come back to that.

My first night was not one filled with much sleep. Though I do sleep most of the day, I found myself quite tired that evening and though I wanted to sleep, the excitement of owning such an important thing as a Scoop kept me awake. I noticed Blue was also awake, staring at me with wide eyes and reaching, dripping hands. I rose and she followed, desiring to be held. I lifted her to eyelevel, yet she seemed more focus to above my eyes. My horns, were the source of her amazment. Who am I to deny a Scoop fun? So I let her explore my head. I forgot they drip...
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A shower later and I returned to see Blueberry staring at my television screen, the remote beside her. I recognized the movie instantly, Lon Cheney's "The Wolf Man," truly a classic. I explained to her about werewolves and she replied, "War wilf?" I thought it was most adorable, and decided to tell her more on the many creatures of cinema and gothic horror that I had grown to love while growing up. I found she was most interested by Vampires, more specifically, anything Anne Rice related. I don't blame Blue's natural attraction, who couldn't love bishounen "Vampwilers".

I read to her most of the day before heading to the Sweet Tooth to work.
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Well well, Miss Blue certainly has a few new traits. She's shy, very shy, to start, but a nudge will get her to intereact. She also learned to speak remarkably fast. Jumbled words and what not, but she's getting close to perfect articulation.
She then started to waltz while playing pretend. Very cute, I wish I had a picture whee . But she met another Scoop, Scaramel, who I think made the little Scoop's heart jump! At first she was terrified of the little guy, but then she waltzed with him. Rockapella and I both agreed there was a little something, but they're young, it's probably just the allure from all my goth romance I put into Blue's head.

She's asleep now, cuddling the big pink bunny I got from Lolly. Very nice bed, for Blueberry. xd Even though it's pink, she doesn't mind, I think it's just the fact that it's from a friend is why she loves it so much. I hope she grows up happy, and doesn't go into a dark stage like me... I'll have to try and avert that as much as possible.

I'm off to bed, night all.

<center> November 11, 2004 </center>

It was during playtime today that Blue became very defensive against her playmate, Scaramel, on the subject of "Badguys," and thier methods. I sadly taught Blueberry the same things my parents had taught me; that all people had a heart and a goodness inside them. I also told her that the badguys in movies were acting, it was all pretend. Sadly, she thought it meant all badguys were good hearted and that none of them deserved to be hurt. I talked a little with her after leaving Scoops and told here there were some badguys, some really badguys in real life. It seemed I may have crushed a little of her childhood when I revealed that. She was ready to play again, but I noticed that Blue truly did not have her heart in the little games the Scoops played.

I took her out shopping for gifts afterwards, this seemed to cheer her up. Two kimonos and some gifts for a few other scoops. Granted the reason we got the gifts was because Blueberry couldn't keep her dripping hands to herself... But the products cleaned right off, and made excellent presents. ...Thenagain I'm broke... sweatdrop Well I brought back that little sparkle in Blue's sugar eyes that was so quickly taken away, so I'm not complaining.

There was another thing at the playtime at Scoops that I noticed: I believe my little one has a crush on the same Scoop she was angry with. Scaramel, Rockapella's little trickster, is certainly a lovable little guy, but I had no idea that he and Blue would hit it off so well. Although she'd never admit it to me, I can see their little talks beneath the tables and the way she sways lightly while watching him. Oh so cute whee

Do I regret adopting her? Not at all, but I do think I may have my hands full for a while. She's so innocent and I'm so... well I won't go there. But I want her to stay that way as long as I can before she turns into an adult. If it means letting her buy a new dress or... letting her go, I'm willing to do so for my love of her. I just hope I can keep her happy without breaking the bank... or my heart.

Tai lightly ran one finger over the head of Blueberry, who slept upon the bunny doll. He grinned at her instinctive nuzzle and coo. "Off to bed," Tai reminded himself as he blew out the candles.

<center> November 17, 2004 </center>

Blueberry. She's a fun, and adorable little girl. And I spend every minute I can to educate her. I read her comics, I read her novels, I teach her to draw and to display perfect ettiqutte. The little darling seems to excell in everything. However I believe I may be spending too much time with her. She showed a little concern for me with the girls and guys before, the usual teasing. Last night she threw one of her umbrellas at Schala. I caught it and no one really noticed, so no harm done. I understand her concern, she loves me, as I love her, but she needs to get over this protective nature. It's a phase, it'll pass. I talked it over with her, and well... I'm teaching her how to throw. That was sloppy how she threw, but it was still pretty dead on, so with a little practice, Blue might have another little skill.
I want to have some time apart from Blue. But each time I try, I think I feel a little ache for her. I can't do that, she's me.. well my daughter. I promised to raise her to the best of my ability. I need to get her over some things and I know it won't take too long. The sweetheart's brilliant and I think I'm just over reacting.

She's asleep again, I see her doing that often within the big freezer and her (now cluttered) bowl.

I see myself, heh, I've become my parents.