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[digger]

Why does weird stuff always happen around this time of year? Does anybody even like Halloween...?

[Simon might have had more to say, but right afterwards, he hears an odd "buu-buu" in the background.]

...Huh? What- that was-

...Boota!? Hey, hold on!

[With a surprised gasp, he shuts the journal and hurries off. For the next little while he'll be following a little molepig around the village, looking concerned. And is it any wonder that the molepig is running? After all, Simon is trussed up in this costume, and looks quite unlike himself.]

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[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear. How do you describe a molepig.] Ah... he's kind of small, brown fur, and he has a star-shaped patch by his tail. Oh, and he wears little round sunglasses.

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[There's some rustling around the bushes - When Anise turns to face Simon, she's holding a fuzzy ball of fur by the tail.]

Like this? And why's he got sunglasses on?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey! Simon gives his head a quick check to make sure the hat is still gone, then scampers over, lifting Boota up with a smile.] Boota, it's me, Simon!

[Once Boota recognizes him - made obvious by the loud happy squeal and a lick - he lets the molepig rest on his shoulder so he can respond to Anise.] I don't know, actually. Maybe he just likes them.

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Anise giggles, both at the happy reunion and the idea of a molepig wanting to wear sunglasses just because.]

Well, I think it's super cute! [She pets Boota on the head. So small and cute!]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Simon grins. Despite the silly forced costumes he's in much better spirits with Boota back.] He's glad you think so. Boota left Jiha with me and Kamina, so we've been together for a long time. I really missed him here.