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*pouts* I don't think it's fair.

What isn't fair?

They treat me like I'm helpless.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I can take care of myself. *crosses his arms over his chest, looking very much like a child*

I'm sure you can. I find that most people can.

I'm Beau.

I'm Shan. Nice to meet you!

You too.

You sound like my four year old when he doesn't get his way.

*eyes turn red* I do not.

*laughs* And now you sound like he does when he knows he's wrong.

*grumbles, arms going tightly over his chest*

And there's his pout.

You're just as bad as them.

No darling, I'm worse. There's never been a vampire who could keep up.

*sighs* Great this just gets worse. *big pout*

*reaches out to pinch his cheek* Trust me, babydoll, you haven't even started.

I hate being a fledgling.

You'll miss it someday, doll, or you'll be dead.

Thats why I want to have fun now before that can happen.

If you do it stupidly, it'll happen anyway.

I'm young not totally stupid.

Because incomplete idiots are so much better.

I think so.

Because you're so young.

*frowns*

Not your fault, I suppose.

*sighs*

Poor little boy.

*continues sulking*

See, now you're making me want to beat you up.

I'm gonna go then.

Might as well, little boy. Run before the monsters eat you

*takes off*