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BanaBatGirl · 11-01-2012, 01:04 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

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."

Fletcher couldn't help it, he let out a little chortle at the guy's reaction to Mallory. "Atta girl," he'd leaned down and whispered, before tossing the Peruvian Instant Darkness powder in the air.

Then it went black, and with the few things he managed to scoop up as she scooped up Mallory, Fletcher made a pass for the door. And, actually, a pass OUT the door.... heheheh...

They were such a good tag-team, this father and daughter.

11-01-2012, 01:04 AM	#289 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	psh 'young man' ... is Wesley even older than Fletcher?! :P Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo 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." Fletcher couldn't help it, he let out a little chortle at the guy's reaction to Mallory. "Atta girl," he'd leaned down and whispered, before tossing the Peruvian Instant Darkness powder in the air. Then it went black, and with the few things he managed to scoop up as she scooped up Mallory, Fletcher made a pass for the door. And, actually, a pass OUT the door.... heheheh... They were such a good tag-team, this father and daughter. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind