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[lynati]

Another really short ficlet snagged from "Pryde and Wisdom". This one is by a girl named Emily.

the singer in the fic is Rahne, aka "Wolfsbane".

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Weeld Thang
Em-Spider

"Weeld thang...ye meeke ma heert sang...ye meeke
ever'thang...groooooooooovy..." a youthful Scottish
brogue meandered from the shower out through the
bathroom and through the halls into a lab. Moira held her ears.
"Och, whur did th' lassie learn that song?" the doctor
thought, holding her ears.
"Weeld Thang A think A luv ye but A wantae knoo f'r
sure. Weeld thang A think A luv ye. Weeld Thang I
knoo A luv ye..." Rahne stopped and giggled for a
second. {A knew that song would make Lady Moira's hair
stand on end. A ken smell et from here. A always
wanted tae play a joke like this..} The young Scot
continued to warble rather drunkenly (or so it sounded
to Moira.) She finished "Wild Thang" and moved on.
"Buirn tae be wiii-iiii-iiiii-ild..."

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