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Post by HTS on Oct 8, 2009 9:23:09 GMT -5
Professor Sprout walked slowly along the aisle of Greenhouse number 3 and gently arranged clay pots and materials. Today they would be replanting Devils Snare. Professor Sprout loved her job. She loved working with the fruits of nature. She hummed to herself as she moved along. The Devil’s Snare were only young. So they were babies, about three feet long in each vine. She hoped that they wouldn’t be too much trouble. Even as she thought this, a vine reached out and slipped around her wrist. Professor Sprout sighed.
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Post by Aiden Morate on Nov 6, 2009 18:26:55 GMT -5
Aiden was oddly one of the first kids in the class. When he entered he saw that it was very dim in the room and several young devils snare where on the greenhouse table... Okay, I'm going to hate or love this class today he thought to himself. "Good day professor Sprout, are we transplanting Devils Snare today or are they going to transplant us..." he said the last part in a mumble while still smiling at the teacher, he was thinking of the face to hide his pleasure that someone including him may get hurt this lesson.
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