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Originally Posted by
ortalismusicoh 
One sneeze after the other, Nessie must have sneezed at least five times and she still decided to blame it on the corridors bad luck. After one last sneeze she gave the boy a thumbs up, trying to show she was perfectly alright. Which really she was, besides for this irritating corridor.
Yep. He must have thought she belonged in a mental institution by now. Could she blame him? No! He had ever right to think of her that way. If only they could start fresh, but surely it was too late for that. She doubted he'd ever forget how crazy and insane she was. That was problem with her. When ever it came to any sort of first impressions she always seemed to have messed up and then when it came to second impressions she was alright. Clearly there was something wrong with her. "T..thhank..you." she said pathetically again.
Split up! Yes that was a great idea! She would finally be capable of getting out of the silly corridor. "Um..yyeah..thhats a ggood idea." He'd have to stay here though, because she definitely wasn't searching in this corridor any longer. "..Y..youu ssstay hhere..I..I'll go ..lllook ss..ssomewhere else." and with that she headed out the corridor as fast as she could.
"Erm, sure," Zeke mumbled as he watched the girl walk away. Before she was even halfway there, though she was kind of in a hurry, Zeke turned his back and walked slowly away. Just as soon as he was sure that the little girl was gone, he rushed away to escape, afraid she'd be back so soon. But as he was doing that he heard a strange noise. Stopping dead in his tracks, he turned around and looked at the corner where the high-pitched squeaks came from.
Should he go near it or should he not? Deciding nothing would happen anyway, he walked a few steps until he reached the corner and saw a dark-bluish kind of purple looking small Puffskein. But it wasn't a Puffskein, it was too...tiny. And then it hit him, the thought came as fast as thunder as the pieces went together.
Indigo. It was the color of the little furry fella. And the color he heard the girl stutter a while ago.
The creature seemed like something to be given the name "pygmy puff" to. So Zeke shrugged and bent down to take a good look at it.
"Puffles." He said softly, as if it was a realization. That's the name he heard her say too as he was awakened from his daydream of the past.
Gee, Zeke never knew that his half-conscious mind took deep observance in detail. He couldn't believe he'd remembered and took note of all those details about the pygmy puff. Or was the girl's voice just captivating that he unconsciously hang on to every word she said ever since the beginning?
Nahh. He shook away the thought. It was repulsive to him. He couldn't have. He shouldn't. Not after what happened to Janine, he swore he wouldn't like or be close friends with anyone ever again. No more important people in his life, it was just him. Every man for himself.
Picking up the pygmy puff that seemed to willingly be taken away, Zeke stood back up once again and walked away. It seemed there would be a second meeting for him and the girl. Just not now. Now wasn't a good time though he knew he had to give the little fella to her to stop her worrying. But he wasn't ready for a second meeting. He avoided company as much as possible. Maybe the girl would find some way to come across his way again.
Oh well. Zeke carried Puffles, not knowing where to go. Maybe go grab some lunch or something. Yeah, boy was he hungry.