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[sugarhighkind]

[A hyperactive thirteen year old bounces around his room, his communicator dutifully broadcasting his every movement to the entire mansion. He is hopped up on sugar and cannot seem to keep still for even a moment. Every pass in front of the camera is accompanied by a sound that goes something like this:]

EEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHE

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[deadshuffle]

i can hear you from my room
quiet down

[sugarhighkind]

SO.

I DUNNO.

I'M REALLY TIRED.

[Sugar crash imminent.]

[deadshuffle]

[ She sighs. Of course. ] "Go to my room and sleep then. I'll finish up here eventually."

[sugarhighkind]

[Stompstompstompstomp to your room.]

[deadshuffle]

[ She'll be staying in his room after it's clean. You know. THE CIRCLE OF LIFE. Or at least the circle of who stays in whose room. ]