[Out in front of the Hoenheim household, there is a tall pine tree. Every year, for the past seven or so, it has been decorated for Christmas. This year is no exception
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[Ever since a few days ago, Mimi has been acting a bit odd. Nothing too excessively out of the ordinary, but a lot twitchier and angrier. It's beginning to show more clearly, though.]
. . She liked candy canes. We would put up twelve candy canes and she would eat one on each of the twelve days of Christmas.
But they don't sell the right ones. I don't understand why it's so hard for them to get the right ones. Is that too much to ask? Is it really? It's not too much to ask. Why is it?
The town hates us . . . That's good. I hate the town. I hate the town. I hate the town. I hate him. I hate her. I hate them all.
You know what? I'll get you the right kind. I know I'm right, but you like the chocolate ones, right? Chocolate . . . with the green stripes. And the small ones, so you can eat them in one shot.
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Christmas time again.
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. . She liked candy canes. We would put up twelve candy canes and she would eat one on each of the twelve days of Christmas.
Why aren't there any candy canes?
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I haven't been to the store recently. If you want some candy canes, you could go and buy them.
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You know what? I'll get you the right kind. I know I'm right, but you like the chocolate ones, right? Chocolate . . . with the green stripes. And the small ones, so you can eat them in one shot.
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Sure, that sounds fine. Do you want me to come shopping with you, or do you just want to go by yourself?
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Alright.
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. . .
Just don't leave me again.
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Alright.
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