Yuzuki's Master Bedroom

*pets her on the head* its ok though.....it just means your good at getting new stuff

b-but......I don't want tons of things........I-i don't try to get things......

...yeah your just to nice for your own good.........

*looks up at her*what do you mean?

*smiles*......nothing, nevermind. go to bed now....its late....

*nods*alright....*picks up fox and walks to door**turns to her*g-goodnight....

night...........*turns to bedside table and turns off light*

*walks out and closes door*

*falls back asleep*

*stalks into room, going over to the mirror*..............what kind of magic did she use to do this to my hair.......can she even use magic..........stupid goody two shoes!........

*floats into her room and looks at Yuzuki and has the twilight book in hand which makes it looks like its floating in mid-air*

*dosent notic, looking in mirror and brushing hair*......stupid sister.....why does she have to be so.......goody two shoes around dad........i wish she would get in trouble..........for once.....

*floats into the view of the mirror to show the twilight book floating in mid-air to her*

*blinks at reflection, then turns around*...............a..........floating book...........wow..........*looks around*......

*a piece of paper can be seen within the book and its contines to float in mid-air*

*walks over calmly and takes the paper from the book*........and this would be.......

(hold on brb daddy needs the computer for something it may take a while)

*walks in*
*changes into PJs and crawls into bed, under the covers*
..........i wonder where her boy went..........probibly waiting for her in her room or something..........
...........i wonder if shes realized it yet..........about why i tease her...........*sighs*.....baka

*falls into a light sleep*

*wakes up, stairing up at the celing blankly*.........i guss i should get up soon.............

*sighs, getting up and going into the walk in closet, changeing clothes*.......i dont want to get up....
*walks back out and lays on the unmade bed, stairing at the celing again*