| Sea Shell was a happy go lucky kinda gal even though she hatched by a beach alone.  Sea Shell is in the albia in the sky..... |
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Louis holds up a bag of blankets. "Which one do you want for our daughter?"
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Louis stands up and stretches his back.
"It's about half way there," he says, rubbing Sea Shell's growing belly. "After this, I need to make a cushion for the bottom and then we can pick out blankets."
He takes one of the daisies and takes a smell. "These would make a lovely mobile. "
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Louis looks up from the wicker crib he's weaving.
"Hello, dear. What were you planning for those flowers?"
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"Amy Pond isn't your only relative anymore! Congratulations, honey!"
Louis gives his bride a warm hug!
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Louis blinks with disbelief.
"Alone?" He frowns a little. "Do you have any friends or family now? We can always be friends," he adds, smiling.
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Louis hands her the stick he got for her and begins drawing one of the birds. It looks a bit like a cookie-cutter bird.
"Sea Shell, where are you from?" he asks, scratching at the dirt to add bird feet. "My mom says she found me."
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"Sure!" He says excitedly. He takes a few steps away and finds another stick.
"Do you want to draw birds with me? I'm trying to draw those over there, but they keep moving," he says, point at them with his original stick.
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Louis is a little surprised to see the shy girl.
"Hello! My name's Louis!" he says loudly, hoping she'll give him her name.
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Louis scratches pictures of birds into the dirt with a stick when he feels eyes on him. He stands up straight and looks around, not spotting the ettinchi girl spying on him from the bushes.
"Uhm... hello? Is anyone there?"
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"Yeah me too... Wait, what? What is it?"
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