The Wedding of Ebanok

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*tail disappears under the table* Why do you keep patting me? It's a bit weird.

[shisteer of nothing much]

*grabs tail and pins it on the donkey*

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

(Luckily that was not my tail. My tail is where it should be; under the table with me.)

[lass of something much]

 
oh my!

[Kade Rivok]

*Flips the table out of the way and pats Eb on the head again.*  It's ok 

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*curls up tighter* At least Seb and Keva hardly ever come on.

[Kade Rivok]

Now now, if you curl up any tighter than that, you'll turn into a literal ball of fluff.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*doesn't uncurl* As long as you and Skarzs don't start kicking me around...

[Kade Rivok]

I have never kicked you dear, and I don't plan to either.  As for Skarzs, well... there's no telling with that guy.

[lass of something much]

you threw her around like a ball!

[Kade Rivok]

I have never kicked you dear, and I don't plan to either.  As for Skarzs, well... there's no telling with that guy.

And technically, I caught her.  Skarzs is the one that threw her.

[lass of something much]

you still treeted her like a ball.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*crawled under another table while Kade was busy talking to Lass*

[lass of something much]

Kade, please put that table back, and put all the stuff back on...please.

[Kade Rivok]

Don't worry, that was a fake table.

*Grabs Eb before she can escape beneath a real table and picks her up.*  And why do you keep trying to crawl away and hide?