User blog:Carthois/Rescued Part 3

Hey, its me Carth! Sorry, been meaning to pick this one back up, but things just kept getting in the way. So now let me begin once again on this great and heart breaking tail of two Siths and one new Master.

The winter season has past, and the down of Betil showed signs of spring. Depsite this, some small patches of ice still clung to the sides of the buildings and shops, much to Mark's discomfort. But the playfull squeals of laughter coming from down the hall, made his heart warm to the touch. He waved off his customer with a smile and walked down the hallway to find the two girls on the ground playing with balls and spools of thread, closely resembling a true cat and dog again.

Elaine laughed and giggled as Fida ran around in circles chasing her yarn covered tail, all while buddled up in her own mess of string. Days like this may seem tiresome, but Mark could always smiles at them and pet their heads. The yarn was nothing compared to these angels.

"Master, can you help Fida, she seems to be having too much fun!" Elaine could hardly contain her giggles.

Fida pawed at his apron, "Master Mark, please help, I can't get this off..." she whimpered.

A grin plastered itself cross his face as she begged like a teary-eyed baby; taking his short scissors and snipping away the tangled thread, "You have to be more careful, Fida. You can't waste too much thread."

She droops her ears, "I'm sorry Master..."

Mark pats her on the head, "It's alright, sweetie. I'm not mad at you."

She hugs to his leg and perks her ears slightly, "Don't worry Master Mark! We'll fix it up! It'll be cleaner than even before!"

Elaine lightly tugs on Fida's arm, "Then lets get busy, Fida. You work on that roll and I'll work on this one."

With child-like pomp, she skips back over to the threading and begins curling it back up on the roll. Elaine still stood beside him and swayed as if waiting for something. She squrims, "Can...can Master bend down a bit?"

It was quite obvious that the two Siths were short, if anything children sized, so getting down to their level has become quite the routine for Mark, "Ye-!"

Elaine hugged him, slinging her furry paws around his neck and almost forcing him to fall over. "Thank you, Master....thank you."

Nothing less than these two girls could make Mark feel the way that he did for them. So cute, so kind, and so innocent; his two little angels.

"No, thank you, Elaine..."