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Aug. 9th, 2009
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insane100 :: It Wasn't Me
Aug. 9th, 2009 08:54 pm[ooc: Dedicated to the shiny new Pete on my list, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Eli had just finished his newest drawing. It had taken him quite a few times to get the skyline of Metropolis just the way he wanted it, but it was worth the effort. It still needed coloring, but the question was if it should be day, night, or somewhere in between.
His train of thought was broken when he heard a noise from the living room. He was about to rush in at superspeed, but then remembered that he probably shouldn't. They might have company.
When he finally reached the bottom of the stairs, his temper flared. He didn't see the box with the ring, or the tender way Pete held his mother. All he knew was she was on the floor, along with the laundry basket and a good number of their clothes.
"What'd you do to Mom?"
bossmanross!]Eli had just finished his newest drawing. It had taken him quite a few times to get the skyline of Metropolis just the way he wanted it, but it was worth the effort. It still needed coloring, but the question was if it should be day, night, or somewhere in between.
His train of thought was broken when he heard a noise from the living room. He was about to rush in at superspeed, but then remembered that he probably shouldn't. They might have company.
When he finally reached the bottom of the stairs, his temper flared. He didn't see the box with the ring, or the tender way Pete held his mother. All he knew was she was on the floor, along with the laundry basket and a good number of their clothes.
"What'd you do to Mom?"