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Johnny I am so excited that there is someone else that is a beautiful, different colour that I trip over myself and end up skidding across a patch of ice near the lake in my excitement. I mean WOW are you kidding me? She’s gorgeous! And not in the subtle but fascinating way that d’Artagnan and most of the Helovians are gorgeous. She’s gorgeous in a bathed-in-the-tropics kind of way. She looks exotic! Granted you can’t get even more exotic than me, especially in this place, but we’re going to place this stranger at a solid second place and that’s a damn good compliment. Just in case you were worried, I regained my balance pretty quickly because - you know - I’m talented like that. There was a little bit of pain lingering in one of my back ankles but I’m sure I’ll be able to do a little boogie and it’ll loosen quite up. Picking up my feet as high as I could I trampled my way through the thick snow to get to this new stranger. But wouldn’t you know, she was doing her own version of trampling and was moving a little too fast and then SPLASH she was in the lake! QUICK! Sir Lollipop to the rescue!! In those few seconds I created this fantastic scenario where I was able to swoop on in and we’d strike up a conversation and become wonderful friends from this day to when I was nothing more than a shrivelled little pile of sugar. Only I got bogged down when I tried to leap over this really really big snow bank so by the time I got over there she was standing up and standing on the lake. Though she was laughing, I hurried over as fast as my little pink legs could muster and skid to a stop near her. I’m checking her over, and not just because I’m worried about her health. I did call her gorgeous, didn’t I? “Holy sweetarts hunny are you okay?? Bit chilly for a swim!” The winter was pretty wonderful but even I drew a line at taking a dip in the icy waters. I'm your sweet sugar Candyman |
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