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"That is not a proper horse! That's a broom!" Eomer exclaimed, pointing at the object in his sister's hand.
"It is to! It's got ears and reins and everything!" Eowyn cried indignantly.
"Fine, so it's a broom with rope on it!"
"NO, IT'S NOT! It's a horse!!"
"Okay, whatever. You can't ride a 'horse' in a skirt anyway."
Eowyn stuck her tongue out.
"Yes I can," she said haughtily, tweaking the self-made reins more to her liking.
"No, you can't. I would know," Eomer replied in a tone that was equally arrogant.
"You don't know anything, Eomer!"
Eomer scoffed.
"Girls..."
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