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sarahlooo · 10-31-2012, 07:03 AM

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Originally Posted by RabidBatGirl

THERE, FINALLY, his hand was freed! Fletcher grumbled something under his breath and hastily wiped his hand free from the guy's sweaty palm-ness. Because obviously Fletcher couldn't have been the one who was sweaty. No way, no how. He never got nervous. ~~Not even when he got caught.~~

"Yeah, well, you can help me pick it all up, can'tcha?" He set Mallory down, and she, to her credit, started trying to help pick up the toys and pranks too. Though of course, her way of picking them up was to hold one up to the light, shake it a bit, and then toss it back on the pile.

Hehe. Fletcher didn't even bother to correct her.

Wesley stood firm behind his counter and glared at this ~~HOOLIGAN~~ young man. No, he did not believe that he had the intentions of paying for that stuff. He just seemed like suspicious fellow, oh yes.

Was he asking HIM? Was he really asking Wesley if he could help pick up HIS mess? Or was he asking his daughter. Wesley wasn't sure, so he just put his hands on his hips (this scary shopkeeper thing wasn't working for him, was it?) and eyed the two of them as they cleaned up. Well, sort of cleaned up.

That little girl was tossing his merchandise around! Wesley scrambled around the counter and snatched a prank from her sticky hands. "Alright, enough!" he exclaimed, scooping the rest of the things up off the floor and placing them on the front counter.

And suddenly... Everything was dark.

Wesley briefly wondered if he was unconscious, but he heard Pippin bark once. Ah... Instant Darkness Powder. "Lovely."

10-31-2012, 07:03 AM	#288 (permalink)
sarahlooo Shrake Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Rohan Posts: 12,679 Hogwarts RPG Name: Louis Bracken Gryffindor Sixth Year x3 x1	Sardines ♥ BHB ♥ Dallie ♥ Grumpy ♥ MY SUN AND STARS ♥ i love julia Quote: Originally Posted by RabidBatGirl THERE, FINALLY, his hand was freed! Fletcher grumbled something under his breath and hastily wiped his hand free from the guy's sweaty palm-ness. Because obviously Fletcher couldn't have been the one who was sweaty. No way, no how. He never got nervous. ~~Not even when he got caught.~~ "Yeah, well, you can help me pick it all up, can'tcha?" He set Mallory down, and she, to her credit, started trying to help pick up the toys and pranks too. Though of course, her way of picking them up was to hold one up to the light, shake it a bit, and then toss it back on the pile. Hehe. Fletcher didn't even bother to correct her. Wesley stood firm behind his counter and glared at this ~~HOOLIGAN~~ young man. No, he did not believe that he had the intentions of paying for that stuff. He just seemed like suspicious fellow, oh yes. Was he asking HIM? Was he really asking Wesley if he could help pick up HIS mess? Or was he asking his daughter. Wesley wasn't sure, so he just put his hands on his hips (this scary shopkeeper thing wasn't working for him, was it?) and eyed the two of them as they cleaned up. Well, sort of cleaned up. That little girl was tossing his merchandise around! Wesley scrambled around the counter and snatched a prank from her sticky hands. "Alright, enough!" he exclaimed, scooping the rest of the things up off the floor and placing them on the front counter. And suddenly... Everything was dark. Wesley briefly wondered if he was unconscious, but he heard Pippin bark once. Ah... Instant Darkness Powder. "Lovely." __________________ January ★ Natalie ★ Evangeline ★ Pierson ★ Louise