Thankfully he’s not full slug all the time
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Edits of Mini Moo
There are some adult issues that Mini Moo has to deal with:
- Neighbor and “distant relative” getting too close to a 17 year old girl (at 21), sees Vance as a threat and pushes way too early for marriage (when she’s been helping out of family obligation)…
- Bestie’s dad is a pimp of his child.
- This all comes out because the neighbor finds out who the Bestie is. He self-reports, even if it winds up incriminating him, directly to the local head of the force (who is also family).
The worst of that takes up 2 chapters, but it fuels behaviors after that point, all the way until the end of the story.
So, excerpt of a point past that, some of the compounded issues:
Middle of Ch 26:
Getting down wasn’t hard. Nor was getting out of the outer gear and back in her jeans.
No, the hard part was that once she said goodbye, she was shoved behind Vance as Ben walked in. Instinct warned her to put her arms around her boy’s waist, as he took a step forward to crowd the running back’s personal space. Not that she could hold him back.
“Why is he here? You’re going to teach him to become more deadly and let him loose on girls?” Between this fool and someone he couldn’t reach right now, it felt like the whole world was coddling monsters. Vance had enough of that, not with her right there behind him. Anise’s grip didn’t calm him at all, it just reminded him of how much was at stake if he kept ignoring guys like him.
“Man, fuck this!” Disgust dripped from Ben’s tone–a frigid thing, almost palpable. He knew Vance hadn’t been there to hear his confession–or his fears about his own sister, but like he was going to spend time justifying himself to someone who it wouldn’t be good enough for. Everyone knew how crazy Vance was over Anise, and if Ben ever had a girl he liked that much? Vance was soft in comparison. Too hard to listen, too soft to end me now. I can’t deal with him like this.
“You walk out of here, boy, and I will make sure a report is put on your record.” Mal barked out from closer to the ring. “This wasn’t meant to be pleasant–you take the insults you’ve earned with respect. Vance–get out.”
And the last sentence of the chapter:
The end of that chapter is this:
Anise nodded in agreement, but her eyes were by then trained down between them, where one fist had strayed into gripping his belt until her knuckles were white. She wondered if she’d ever tire of seeing them so close together.
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Efras arrives in Hebelon, or: The bridegroom’s misfortune
Old Man Hashu says a birth is a blessing and leads him to Kemel’s house. He introduces his grandson Logal, who is to be married to the beauty Jama. The three men, with a chest of gold are heading to Kemel’s house when the gang returns and steals the gold. The men show up empty-handed at the house. Logal is embarrassed — he swears he will not step inside until he recovers the bridal gift. Efras relays the news of Omru and pregnant Hedda. The women start readying a room for the birth.
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Ricky is sitting in his bedroom, looking at the half-naked men on the front cover of the fitness magazine he got, and his now realizing that he’s attracted to one of the models inside it, and he has urges 
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Honestly? Wattpad is gonna censor my story at this rate 
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In chapter 29’s expansion, the lecture of a good father towards the MC’s behavior. At the tail end, she asks him why he didn’t hit the slimy cousin:
“Why didn’t you hit Bill, after you found out?”
Pa sighed. "I’m always mindful of what Shane can understand. He didn’t get mad until well into that night, long after everyone left. I don’t want him confused, where he has to pick between family like that, if I can help it.
“That, and if I had hit your cousin, I’d still be hitting him right now. I’m still mad enough to damage that boy.”
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The made up kind, lol. They’re strange because they’re fantasy vegetables, and from a stranger.
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lol
Are they tasty?
Editing Mini Moo:
Working on 30, and besties are going to go buy Homecoming dresses.
I’m cracking up at myself:
It was a study of contrasts–a bedroom full of lacy frills and bras that had more to do with the industrial revolution than lace.
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In 31, one more chapter…
About a quarter to noon, the door to the bedroom was thrown open. “I hope everyone is indecent!”
Dean’s stride was cut short by Anise starting to throw small things at him–not that they weren’t dressed enough, but he wasn’t supposed to be the first boy in her room. Vance had been in the bathroom several times, but never had a chance to duck into her outdated sanctuary. “Get the fuck out!”
And from down the stairwell floated, “Language!”
That’s when Anise picked up the glass paperweight from the shelf and held it ready to toss at the idiot.
“If you throw that, I’m going to tell everyone about…”
It smacked his chest with a thud, and she hissed at him low enough to not invoke the parents. “You don’t get to blackmail me. Whatever’s going on between you two is one thing, but if you dare use a thing I do to hold over her head, I will bust your balls worse than Ben’s, every day I see you. So I suggest you don’t ever take a step into my space again.”
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Let’s be honest here, are vegetables ever tasty? 
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I think I’ve found my epigraph:
These come to me days and nights
and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.
Apart from the pulling and hauling stands
what I am . . .
I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
And you must not be abased to the other.
—Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
The Lord of Hebelon, Polu Baritswa, who doesn’t realise his city is caught in a dispute
As the defeated Logal and Old Man Hashu leave the residence, Polu’s son Miklau runs after them. He tells them that he has not forgotten the kindness Old Man Hashu had shown to him when he was a child in exile at Mount Falda, and he is sympathetic to the family’s situation. He promises he will find the perpetrators by sundown. Logal joins Miklau and the patrolmen to search for the gang.
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The damn school play.
I am not posting all of it. Just the main parts.
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Yes. It’s the seasoning, really.
Like I love Olive Garden Salad (with dressing) and added balsalmic vinegar. I suspect there’s something in the vinegar that I need.
I love cucumbers soaked in soy sauce.
Brocccoli/Potato cheedar soup is awesome.
French Onion soup is awesome.
Carrots, onions, bellpepper, and celery julienned and baked with seasoning and a touch of oil for 20 minutes, then wrapped inside bacon with shrimp is 10x better than bacon wrapped shrimp.
And beans and rice done right is epic.
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Last chapter expansion for Mini Moo. Next comes simplification, which will cause a minor loss of words, hopefully. I need to get my average of allowable loss per chapter figured out tonight.
Ch 32
Practice for Homecomming is what’s going on.
The practice was boring: seniors walked across the stage towards each other for couples to then find their spot to dance. That didn’t involve Anise the Junior, so she sat at one of the tables that had other bored dates. It was certainly prettier than their gym, but slacks would have been far more ideal than a dress, in her personal opinion. But she wasn’t sweating–the temperature was set for a much bigger crowd. It was a bit chilly, in fact. Hopefully that meant all the work they put into her getup would last.
“You dating Vance?” One of the girls at the table asked her.
“Mhmm.” Anise watched the stage, barely listening.
“I heard…”
“If you heard but didn’t see it for yourself, I don’t care.” Anise bit it out, hard, wanting her to give up quickly.
“But…”
She slowly turned to look at this girl, giving her a dead stare–one she often faced down ornery cows with. Really, not much changed between the animal cows and the human ones. “Look, I may be kind, but I’m not nice. Don’t fuck with me and I won’t ruin tonight for you.”
The girl pulled back and went quiet real quick.
Anise wasn’t in the mood for rumors. Could he be some sort of fake? Sure. It wasn’t likely.
The guy next to Anise leaned over to whisper. “She’s been doing that to all these little girlfriends–made a couple of them cry already.”
“I figured that, and I know what some of what she’s going to say would be. I’m sure he was messing with someone before me, right? I don’t give a shit about his past. We get along. He crosses me and I’ll hurt him. That’s just life.”
“I wish my girlfriend had that much backbone.”
“Oh? I’m sure he would like a little less from me.”
“No, more.” Vance’s hand tapped her shoulder–she had lost track of him with people talking to her. “We’re about to pull coach into the other side of here for ‘set-up issues’, so come on.”
There’s so much going on in this chapter, that it’s hard to not find something a spoiler.
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sibling arguement caused destruction of town property and at least one death. Luckily, it was a ghost town.
haha such pun
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Editing for simplification in 16, an addition pops up because my wording was too vague. Fixed it to get to a focus, a reason for it being here. Excerpt time:
They tormented each other for a further half hour up on that bluff, as it took Anise forever to quit being feral. Vance had kissed her forehead and cradled her when she collapsed against him. It had been a perfect tease.
To say that it was healing would mean that Vance would have to admit that a girlfriend he didn’t even remember the face of had hurt him, badly. Oh, he remembered her name. The rumors ruined his first year in high school before girls decided he was hot enough to give a chance. It didn’t fix the fight between him and his dad. He could hear the war over where they went if he ever let today’s events slip out his mouth. He had been in enough light relationships to know he wanted to do more, so Anise hadn’t healed that, either. None of those aspects mattered, though. He just had a sinking suspicion that they weren’t in the same place, in that moment. He was all the way out on the other side of this feels real when it was her first time.
No, not really that adult, just the wording would be normal for something further along than what it is, so adult it is.
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I like broccoli and brussels sprouts 
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Pinti bumps into Valan, surprised he’s alive.
Same thing as last, but I made it so that it doesn’t look like the most useful ones are alive.
He’s badly injured and so are the others.
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So this is one I’m working on. It’s a royal romcom I’m work on offline, and alas, I do have the Mickey Mouse pad, but my husband bought it for me and I am in now way ashamed like she is:
Royally Bumped (aye this is the title, can you guess what the plot is? lol)
I rifle through the various letters I’ve had since then about my insurance, the letter about my subscription to the nursing union, a few bills until I finally see the neat handwriting on my ridiculously embarrassing Mickey Mouse note paper. It’s got the ears and gloves in a pattern on the paper. I fell in love with it in the Disney Store, but when it’s the thing you leave out… cringe.
and in total contrast, this is my current main WIP on Wattpad
One More Fight
There’s something to be said about adrenaline. It can make you do stupid things, and make you do shit you’d never normally do. It’s the simple flight or fight response that makes a human feel heightened in their response to danger, or something like sports.
Since this whole heist thing began, I’ve thought it was a little different to a normal robbery. In a normal robbery, the gang would grab the money and go. This bunch of twats, though, didn’t even ask for the money straight away. They picked me and Adelaide out, and now they have the money, they’re not really asking to be let go. Well, until the negotiator phoned.
That’s why the gun is in my hands. I’ve never held a gun before, but I’ve watched so many shows that I swear it’ll be easy enough: point and threaten. Pull the trigger if needed – which hopefully, I won’t.
Why do I do this to myself SO MANY BOOKS
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