Menelien began to stir, somebody seemed to be shaking her. A slightly slurre "Yes?" came out of her mouth. "Whaddaya want?" almost came after it, but she suppresed it, having a wild thought that her mother might indeed have come to get her. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and saw the familiar figure of Trippo the Hippo. As she greeted him, another thought crept through her mind. !@#$%! I could have sworn the music was Beatles a minute ago!thinks the devoted Beatles fan. [/I]Damn this![/i] she thought, as some notes from Hero by Mariah Carey floated through the air. The sound almost made her gag, having been forced to sing it, to put it mildly, often, in her music class a year or two before. She made a great effort, and turned her thoughts back to the Hippo standing in front of her.
[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: GaladrieloftheOlden ]
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