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A neat blue leather-bound book, only as large as your palm, opens to reveal pages and pages of writing. You look again on the cover...

~~Property of Cuchulainn, the Celtic Raimin~~

Care to take a look?

ONLY Sundragyn to post here!! Cuchulainn's journal!

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Cuchulainn himself! *pokes and gets growled at*

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Errol. The other Raimin. He's important, but this isn't his journal. So sad.

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Arrr. It worked that time. Maybe it was a good thing I didn't do all the swearing I wanted to.

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One more.

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Well, here goes.

A while ago, I was gifted with the egg of a Raimin, Errol. As he was hatching, I was given the opportunity to care for another one, Cuchulainn.

So even as I'm getting know dear Errol, I must care for Cuchulainn, whose name I can barely spell... Sadly, language isn't a genetic trait. I'm sure I'd speak Gaelic then.

I could call him "Cuke," but I don't think he'd appreciate that, somehow.

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Errol fluttered down from his perch atop the bookshelf and strutted around Cuchulainn importantly.

"He's still wiggling," he reported.

"I'm aware of that," I responded dryly and turned back to my book.

"Will he hatch yet?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because it isn't time yet. You took a long time to hatch yourself."

"I didn't. I don't remember taking a long time."

"Well, you did--"

"Ooh! Look at that!" Errol fluttered across the room to inspect the prism that hangs in the window. "What was I talking about?"

"Oh, for crying out loud, Errol..." I laughed and touched Cuchulainn, yawned. "It's late. Errol, I'm going to bed."

"I'll watch Lainy."

"Lainy?!"

"I can't say Kookylainananan."

"Right. Well. G'night."

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"Did I take this long to hatch?"

"Nah. But these things happen."

Errol poked around Cuchulainn impatiently. "I want to see him."

"You see him there. He's an egg."

"Sunny!" he wailed.

"Well, he is. I can't make him hatch faster, Errol, so give it up."

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"Ah! Ah! Sunny! Cucu-whatsishisname's egg is GONE."

I blinked at Errol. "Oh?"

I came to look.

The egg was broken, and a few shards of eggshell remained around the room. I blinked.

"I didn't do it, I promise," Errol told me urgently.

"It looks like he hatched, is all. Calm down. Now, where did he go?"

We began a search, high and low, through the room. Errol peeked under the sofa as I investigated the top of a bookshelf.

He gave a shriek and fluttered back; I turned in alarm.

"Something bit me!" he gasped.

From beneath the couch emerged a blue dog-like creature. "You shouldn't have been sticking your beak where it doesn't belong," he said huffily.

"Cuchulainn, I presume?" I asked.

"Indeed." He gave me a baleful eye. "I was ridding your house of vermin. You should thank me."

"Vermin?"

"Large insectoid evil." He pushed forward, with his paw, a smushed bug.

I looked. "Oh, it's just a crane fly."

"Vermin!"

"They're ugly and creepy, but they eat mosquitoes. Apparently. Still, the sentiment is appreciated."

Cuculainn tossed his head. "I pledge my services to you, my lady."

"I... see. Okay, then."

Errol squawked. "You still bit me," he murmured mournfully.

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"AGH. For the last time, Cuchulainn, Errol is not vermin. Let him up."

Cuchulainn snorted and removed his paws from Errol's wings; Errol whimpered and fluttered up to a high spot, preening worriedly.

"Why do you insist on doing that?"

"Why does he insist on following me? I do not need him. I do not desire his company."

"I want to be his squire," Errol whimpered. "He's a knight. Or like one. So he needs a squire."

"I do not!"

I sighed. "You two are impossible. Errol, I don't think Cuchulainn wants a squire right now. Anyway, you're older than him and I don't think that's allowed."

"He sure doesn't act it."

"Cuchulainn," I growled warningly. "You have GOT to be civil. Please."

"I serve none but you, my lady," Cuchulainn said with a canine bow, "and I most certainly do not need to put up with him."

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I heard the sounds of discontent from the next room and ducked into the kitchen. "Cuchulainn? Where's Errol?"

"I have no idea."

"You have his staff."

"Oh? This? I found it." Cuchulainn peered at me out of one eye.

"Cuch..."

"All right," he growled. "The stupid creature is behind the curtains."

I scowled at one Raimin and went to find the other. Sure enough, Errol was quivering behind the curtains. "Is he gone?" he whispered at me.

"No, but he better behave himself." I handed Errol his staff. "Honestly, kid, you're bigger than him now."

"But he's scary," he confided to me. "I only want to be his squire."

"We covered this," I sighed. "He doesn't want a squire. He's not a squire-having-sort-of-person. Now. Behave, Errol. If he torments you, whack him really good with the staff. Otherwise, let him alone."

I turned to Cuchulainn. "And you. STOP FREAKING TRYING TO KILL ERROL."

Cuchulainn glared up at me. "Yes, my lady."

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"You don't understand," Cuchulainn told me. His voice was very calm. "If this continues, I will either have to kill him or leave."

"Really." I thought he was bluffing. Especially since he'd been saying this for a while.

"This whole matter with the staff is the last straw. He named it CUKEY, for crying out loud." Cuchulainn stared up at me, eyes wide. "He took some juvenile abbreviation of my name and applied to his staff."

"I don't thinK Errol means it as insulting. I don't think anything he does is meant to be insulting. He likes you."

"Well, I don't like him."

I sighed. I hadn't want to bring this up, but... "You swore fealty to me."

"Yes, my lady."

"And as your lady, I request, beseech... command you to try and get along with Errol. He adores you. He absolutely worships you. You're this big, strong, smart Raimin. Surely it can't be that hard to not kill him?"

Cuchulainn grunted. "I will try, my lady."

"Please do."

Errol chose this moment to sweep into the room. "I found a pet!" he proclaimed, holding up a dangling leash.

I sighed. "Errol, that's an unusually large dust bunny. Go put it back where you found it."

"No, it's my pet. Her name is Oooga."

Errol flitted off again. I put my head in my hands. "Don't say anything. Or I'll start calling you Cukey."

"You wouldn't dare."
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