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Old 01-12-2005, 11:25 PM   #2
Child of the 7th Age
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Bingo

Bingo exchanged a meaningful glance with his brother and then moved quietly off to the side. He said nothing aloud, but only stared stubbornly at his toes with a blank expression masking the real feelings that lay underneath.

Confound it all! he ruefully mused. What kind of an adventure was this? First, he had been dumped in the water, and now there was a girl threatening to come along with them! As far as Bingo was concerned, the addition of a girl could only bring trouble. What if their journey involved danger and excitement? This Sassy character would probably sit back to wimper and complain while cowering in the corner and insisting that the older lads protect her.

Bingo had always avoided meeting the younger sisters of his friends, and Sassy was no exception. The few experiences he'd had with lasses had not been good. They had giggled at him for being shy and awkward, or even because his neatly mended clothes weren't up to the standards they had set. One of his eleven-year-old cousins had insisted that Bingo do all her errands and chores since she was too busy with other important things. As he and his brother were dependent on the charity of her parents, Bingo had grudgingly complied with all these requests, even the most outrageous and nonsensical. From what he could tell, this Sassy had a sharp tongue about her and would probably threaten to complain to Master Saradoc about Reggie and himself in the same rude way that she had browbeaten her own brother.

All the other lads had taken a cookie, but Bingo kept his hand deep within his pocket refusing to be swayed by the girl's all too obvious attempt at bribery. He walked over at Sondo and grudgingly assented, "If she's coming with us, let's go. Can't we all get back on the raft and start sailing again? I'm tired of sitting around and doing nothing. We'd best get going, or the day will run out before we find a good place to camp and cook our supper."

Bingo stepped back on the raft and curled himself up in a small ball at the very edge; he hoped that Sassy would find another place to sit. Bingo's stomach was growling loudly. He had missed second breakfast, but he wasn't about to suggest a stop for lunch. He only wanted to leave this place and hope that better things awaited them further down the river.
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