She meandered into the kitchen, hoping to find a quick snack before heading off to her favorite nook.
"Oh mother dear, whither art the toasted bread-morsels of delight?""Do you mean pretzels? They're in the upper right cabinet." Answered her ever-patient mom.
"A thousand thanks, and blessings upon thee and thy beloved acquaintances."
She bowed dramatically towards her mom and then jumped up onto the counter, in an attempt to reach the afore-mentioned pretzels."MILA RAE JONES YOU GET OFF THAT COUNTER THIS INSTANT"
*THUMPAWUMPAPM*
Mila tumbled off of the counter and laid sprawled out on the floor.
They both fell into a fit of laughter,
til clutching their stomachs in pain and tears were streaming down their cheeks."Well, that was certainly something"
Chuckled her mom, wiping her eyes."I'm sorry, I keep forgetting to use the stool" apologized Mila, inbetween the giggly hiccups.
They hugged and Mila dashed out of the room, off in her own little world again.
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Ramblings
RandomThis is where I will write random ideas or stand-alone paragraphs that are completely ridiculous, and as I said before, random.