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[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[Petite person. Tall box.

Collision inevitable.]

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[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Covers eyes! Being little wasn't fun.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[She would sympathize, but sadly she doesn't see the little Kronk. So she's probably going to stumble over him. A bunch of comic books go flying everywhere.]

What the--

[Child spotted.] Oh, goodness! I'm sorry, little one.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Little Kronk was only about as tall as two chipmunks... and most of it was a giant head! This wasn't the best of times in Kronk's life.]

Ohh... that's okay! [Even if he couldn't see because there was a comic book covering his eyes. Big smile.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[She smiles a little as she carefully plucks the comic book off his face and begins to gather them back into the box.] Are you okay? Did I hurt you?

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[He shook his head.] No... [Little Kronk had never seen a girl like Erica before, all pale and stuff. Openly staring at her.] You look like you're hungry!

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A faint smile.] Only a little bit. It is getting close to lunchtime, though.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

I...I wish lunchtime was EVERY time! [It showed too, Kronk was a chubby little toddler.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you do. Would you like some sandwiches, in that case?

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

Pleasepleaseplease! [This: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj37f4UHB51qb5sz9o1_500.gif but the miniature version.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A laugh.] All right. C'mon inside to the shop, then. [The box of comic books can wait for now-- she's got to get the kiddo fed and find his family.]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Little Kronk was just as trusting as big Kronk... and she seemed like a nice lady too! So he toddled after her, struggling to keep up with his short legs. He wasn't dressed for the cold weather, wearing just a shirt and sandals.]

What's... what's on the sandwiches? Sand?

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[His attire was concerning, of course. Why would he be wearing that in this weather?

A laugh.] Not quite. It's bread and different times of meat. Or vegetables, if you're not one to eat meat.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

Oh... if it's not chipmunk meat I'll eat it! [Chipmunks where Kronk's special buddies. He smiled up at her, happy to be inside too. It was nice and warm for his toes!]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Covers eyes! Being little wasn't fun.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[She would sympathize, but sadly she doesn't see the little Kronk. So she's probably going to stumble over him. A bunch of comic books go flying everywhere.]

What the--

[Child spotted.] Oh, goodness! I'm sorry, little one.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Little Kronk was only about as tall as two chipmunks... and most of it was a giant head! This wasn't the best of times in Kronk's life.]

Ohh... that's okay! [Even if he couldn't see because there was a comic book covering his eyes. Big smile.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[She smiles a little as she carefully plucks the comic book off his face and begins to gather them back into the box.] Are you okay? Did I hurt you?

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[He shook his head.] No... [Little Kronk had never seen a girl like Erica before, all pale and stuff. Openly staring at her.] You look like you're hungry!

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A faint smile.] Only a little bit. It is getting close to lunchtime, though.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

I...I wish lunchtime was EVERY time! [It showed too, Kronk was a chubby little toddler.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you do. Would you like some sandwiches, in that case?

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

Pleasepleaseplease! [This: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj37f4UHB51qb5sz9o1_500.gif but the miniature version.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A laugh.] All right. C'mon inside to the shop, then. [The box of comic books can wait for now-- she's got to get the kiddo fed and find his family.]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Little Kronk was just as trusting as big Kronk... and she seemed like a nice lady too! So he toddled after her, struggling to keep up with his short legs. He wasn't dressed for the cold weather, wearing just a shirt and sandals.]

What's... what's on the sandwiches? Sand?

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[His attire was concerning, of course. Why would he be wearing that in this weather?

A laugh.] Not quite. It's bread and different times of meat. Or vegetables, if you're not one to eat meat.