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The Shed 3

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posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 01:11 AM
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Continued from Errollorre's entry page 374

Night was touched by the trolls gesture of returning her bracelets. As the troll walked away, Night called out to him. "Troll!" The big beast turned slowly to look at the ugly elf woman wondering what she wanted. "Troll..Thank you! I'm sorry about what happened when we first met, but...well, you did threaten to eat us and we had to defend ourselves somehow." Troll nodded. "Yes, Troll was different then. Troll different now, better now." He continued walking away and made himself comfortable in the barn with the horses. He liked the horses.

Pesky smirked. "The man can't seem to handle elven wine it seems." Night had more of the elven wine before she went back into the garden and was tipsy before, she was really feeling the effects now. She stumbled toward Aria and Errollore, tripped over a stone and fell right through Aria and onto a flowering bush. Pesky roared with laughter. Flower petals flew in every direction, some covering Night's hair like a shroud. "Oh look, flowers! How lovely!" Sky looked at Night Star with concern. "Momma fall down! Momma ok?" Night burst out laughing. "I don't know, I don't feel a thing. So..Umm...yeah, I guess I'm ok. Hugo and Wolf tried pulling her up gently with their mouths on her arm and pulling. She swayed to the left then swayed to the right,. "I'm fine, I feel wonderful! Let me go!"

Pesky rolled her eyes. "I guess even elve's can't handle their own wine."
"well sometimes we can."replied Night. Pesky roared with Laughter. "When have you ever drank anything and not gotten drunk?" Night thought and thought and thought. "What we were talking about?" Pesky flew over to a branch on a nearby tree. "Oh for the love of roses, nevermind! This is pointless and you're starting to annoy me. I'm going inside where it's warm and I'm taking the dragon with me! You're not fit to watch over him!" Night Star grabbed Sky. The Pixies words sobered her up quickly...sort of.

Hugo and Wolf shook their heads and followed Pesky back into the secret library and asked for their rooms so they could settle in for the night. Aria sighed. "what are we going to do with Errollorre? We can't just leave him here. And...you really should have let them take Sky." Night looked at the lovely winged elf. "He's a dragon, even if I can't look after him which I'm sure I can, but even if I couldn't, he could look after me. As for your fiancé on the bench I say leave him there. He looks quite comfortable and neither of us could lift him anyway."

Suddenly it began to rain and a soft rumble of thunder could be heard in the distance. "Oh", said Night Star. "that's not good!" She took off her purple velvet cloak and threw it over the man. Aria glared at her. Night glared back. "Well what else did you want me to do, pick him up and throw him over my shoulders? Sheesh! Ok, ok, I'll drag him in somehow." Night grabbed his feet and pulled him off the bench where he landed with a thud, then dragged him through the mud and into the dining hall. The brothers had finished their meals and saw Night Star with her clothing dripping into a puddle on the floor and wet hair. Some flowers were tangled in the strands and some were falling from her head. Sir Errollorre was out like a light and soaked with rain and mud. Aria just shrugged her shoulders.

The gaurdians weren't used to company, never mind the company of such a motley crew. The elder looked at them and shook his head. Looking to Night and Aria he said, "I think it is time you got some rest. Down the hall and to the keft go up the winding stairs and choose any room you'd like. We shall escort Mr. Errollore to a room of his own. I bid you a good night." Aria followed Night down the hall, but kept looking back at Errollorre and hoping he would be ok. There was something about him, but she didn't quite know what. Something inside her stirred, a silent longing.

edit on 23-3-2016 by Night Star because: (no reason given)




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 06:22 AM
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Good morning everyone!!!!! We have made it halfway through the work week! Woohoo!!

Night - I love the new story entry. You guys are doing such a great job!!!

Chirp - Ruby sounds like quite the character. But I have to ask, you say you work with her but she can be violent? I'm not sure how I would handle that.

It is supposed to get up to almost 70 here today! Woohoo! Heat wave. I love the beginnings of spring!



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 06:23 AM
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To Our Friend Bug (Gail)

Hello, we are looking forward to you coming back.


Here's the Three little musketeer's taking time to give Bug a shout out.


Hi Bug, We miss you



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 07:14 AM
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Good Morning everyone!

Here is something to start your day.
Life renews.
At the eagles nest now there are two.
The third and final egg should hatch on Friday.



Live Eagle Nest Cam



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 07:17 AM
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a reply to: Martin75

I suppose that didn't sound right, did it? LOL
She lives in one of the homes that the company I work for... supports/manages.
We prefer to say we all work together rather than saying they are "patients" or "clients"...or something to that effect.
We like to be peers as opposed to hired help or make them feel somehow beneath us due to their medical situations.
Everyone is trained to work with all sorts of diagnosis but, you can't possibly be trained in every situation that you may encounter on any given day.
THOSE are the ones that keep you on your toes...LOL



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 07:42 AM
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a reply to: TNMockingbird

Morning Bird.

I believe that people who work with special needs people, have been given a very important gift.

Don't ever let anyone tell you your job is not important.

Hope you have smiles and rainbows in your day.




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 08:14 AM
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Afternoon Shed lurkers,

I am working from home today, as my ankle is swollen due to running.

Whoever said exercise was good for you is lying!
lol

I am just sat doing artwork and singing to an 80s compilation rather loudly, which is more acceptable at home than in the office...

Have I missed anything?

a reply to: TNMockingbird

My friend just started working for a charity helping people rehabilitate from severe head injuries, she is loving it adn sees it more as a vocation than a job.




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 09:53 AM
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a reply to: crappiekat

Thank you!

I don't work in the homes directly any more. But, the service I now provide is probably the most important for the company, IMO, LOL. If only TPTB saw it the same way...Budget cuts and lack of work staff is our biggest obstacle at the moment.

Have a great day too Kat!





posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 09:56 AM
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originally posted by: MrsNonSpecific
I am working from home today, as my ankle is swollen due to running.
Whoever said exercise was good for you is lying!
lol
a reply to: TNMockingbird
My friend just started working for a charity helping people rehabilitate from severe head injuries, she is loving it adn sees it more as a vocation than a job.



Sorry to hear about your ankle. I DESPISE running. I prefer walking fast...or the treadmill...LOL
Working for these organizations is very emotionally and psychologically fulfilling...
It, however, does NOT fill your pockets.
One of our "speeches" to all new staff is along the lines of 'If you are here to get rich, you are in the wrong profession'.




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 10:03 AM
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a reply to: MrsNonSpecific

Hi Mrs NS

I hope you have a cold compress on that ankle.


If you haven't been following, we have been watching Mr. & Mrs. Eagle hatch their brood. So far, 2 of the 3 eggs have hatched. Here is the thread if your interested.
www.abovetopsecret.com...

We have had some great entries to the story. Lot's of laugh's

So does Mr. Non join in the singing. Or is he one of those that rolls his eye's and goes and takes a walk?



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 10:35 AM
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a reply to: crappiekat

He is used to my singing, I am also a great lover of karaoke, and my friend got a machine for her birthday... actually that has just given me an idea for my birthday which is coming up.

Watching the Eagles makes life seems bit pointless sat in front of a computer whilst something so beautiful is going on, and is we all got wiped out it would still go on. They are magnificent creatures.




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 11:14 AM
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a reply to: MrsNonSpecific



I am working from home today, as my ankle is swollen due to running.

Who was chasing you? Was it Nonspecific? Was it because you made him watch Sharknado?



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 11:18 AM
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a reply to: Errollorre
Now the fun really begins. Feeding time is fun to watch. I worked in a building that had falcons nesting on the roof and cameras set up to watch them. The parents fed the chicks cats and what I guess were squirrels and rabbits. I wouldn't doubt that an eagle's diet is about the same.



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 11:22 AM
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a reply to: Skid Mark

He was sat on ATS in the living room whilst me and our friend Scott watched Sharknado... Next week Sharknado 2.

I am training in a couch to 5K program almost up to running the full 5K without any breaks every 8 minutes. I need to get my gait checked out and proper running trainers as obviously they aren't supporting my ankles whilst I run hence the swelling...

Also at home I get to doss on ATS in between reading emails




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 11:50 AM
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a reply to: MrsNonSpecific
Mrs. NS get to a running store ASAP! You can really do some damage if you aren't careful. We have a running store here that will fit you for shoes and then have you go through a series of steps to make sure they are right for you. Paul is a neutral runner so he wears Nike Pegasus. The shoes make all the difference. You need to make sure that you have the right support for your feet. Make sure you rest it before getting back out there on it. As for singing, I LOVE to. But it is really painful to those around me! HAHAHA

a reply to: Skid Mark
I love the Eagle cams but I will die if they drop off a cat to feed them!!!

a reply to: TNMockingbird
What an amazing person you are!!!!! It takes a very special and caring person to do your work. I am so glad that there are people willing to help. I love today’s avatar.

a reply to: crappiekat
Those pictures are adorable!!!! They look like spring!!!!

a reply to: Skid Mark
Hey skid! Hope you are having a good day. So have you seen all the Bow shootings? What the heck is going on??? The one guy shot his granddad in the head!!!! But I think he is going to be OK. It’s crazy



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 12:03 PM
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a reply to: Martin75

I have New Balance trainers they weren't cheap, but I don't think they are good for my gait. There is a decathlon store that measure your gait so as soon as I get paid I am going!

I will make another cold compress now, as I have moved onto the sofa, and am not planning to move other than to go buy a cheese toastie makers!




posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 03:01 PM
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a reply to: Martin75
It's going good so far, thanks. How about you?

I didn't know a thing about bow shootings. Do you have links?



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 03:46 PM
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Skid Mark the psycho clown and his strange new companions had been on the road for four days. Well, road was a bit of a stretch. It was more like a deer trail, just big enough to travel through by unicycle. Dougie had offered to take them all to his friend but Skid Mark declined. He liked being on solid ground, thank you very much. So here he was peddling along the trail with Trix flitting along at his side. Dougie flew above the treetops scouting for trouble.

They came upon a clearing at dusk of the fourth day and decided to make camp. Skid Mark collected wood for the fire, while Trix and Dougie gathered food. Once that was done, Skid Mark layed the wood down and Dougie lit it afire with his breath. Skid Mark reached into his pocket and pulled out a battered frying pan, some plates, and utensils. He also pulled out a small tent. Trix and Dougie exchanged a bewildered glance.

"What? It's not any different than fifty clowns in a small clown car," Skid Mark said.

"Okie dokie then," Dougie said and began cleaning the deer he'd brought back. Trix chuckled and started chopping the fruit and nuts that she'd collected.

Soon, the deer carcass was roasting on the fire. Skid Mark's belly rumbled when he smelled the delicious aromas from the roasting deer. While the food was cooking he entertained Dougie and Trix with tales of his circus days. At one point, he pulled a rope from his pocket, tied it between two trees, and rode the entire forty feet of rope while juggling wooden clubs. He even wowed them by standing on the seat, doing a flip, and riding back the way he'd come; all the while singing a little ditty he'd made up on the spot:

"High ho diddly dee! It's the circus life for me! With tents and clowns and cotton candy, it's the only way to be."

He made the unicycle hop and fell to the ground, landing upright on the single wheel. Then he pulled a comb from his pocket and ran it through the giant blue wave of the fifties style DA that was his hair. Trix giggled and flew up to him. She put a little plastic surfer due in Skid Marks hair and flitted back to a safe distance. She and Dougie rolled on the ground in laughter.

Skid Mark reached up and removed it. "Respect the do!"

"Sorry. I've never seen hair like that before. It looks like the ocean," Trix said.

"Yeah, well, you look like dinner."

Trix wasn't worried. She'd heard such threats several time before and knew that Skid Mark was just clowning around. "I'd fart in your mouth."

Skid Mark chuckled and hawked a glob of phlegm up. He spat it into his armpit. "I'll save that one for later," he said while inspecting it.

"Gross," Dougie said.

"Potato, tomato, whatever. So, how much farther do we have to go?"

"I'd say we still have at least another week to go before we get there. That is, unless we run into trouble."

"It's been smooth sailing so far. What trouble can we possibly run into," Skid Mark said.

Just then they heard a rustling at the edge of the forest.

(more later)



posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 03:47 PM
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Hello all my Lovlies! Slept like crap, got up really, really late today. Cooking and doing things around the house, but I'll be checking in! My cat is meowing and he is very loud so I'd better feed him before he disturbs the peace in the neighborhood. Opened a window and it's a gorgeous day out there!





posted on Mar, 23 2016 @ 04:01 PM
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a reply to: Skid Mark

Yay, you finally posted another entry to the story! LOL Wonderfully comical as usual!





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