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Originally Posted by
fire_faerie 
Not nice?! NOT NICE?! SHE TAKES HIS STUFF AND THEN HE'S NOT NICE?! Pah. Girls. QUIMBLEY. Oh no, Benzi wasn't even NEARLY done here. NOT. AT. ALL.
"STOP YELLING?! I SHALL NOT. YOU STOLE," yes, she stole, "FROM ME. I WANT IT BACK. I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR MOoOoo-" the eleven year old stopped abruptly and his eyes widened, for the sudden high pitched break in his voice was HIGHLY UNEXPECTED. His hands clasped around his mouth and he just blinked for several seconds, not really knowing what to do now.
... Well, this was embarrassing. Thank Merlin for his naturally darker face. It made it very difficult to blush.
Slowly, he released his hands. And coughed. Twice.
RUDE. That was Benzi Rider. RUDE RUDE RUDE.
AND MEAN.
AND A LIAR.
Fern opened her mouth, because she could tell he was going to be yelling for a long time - after she had so clearly told him not to! - and she wasn't going to wait for him to finish. Not when he was calling her a thief.
But before she could start shouting back, something very strange happened. He...squeaked? Was that the right word for what had just happened? Fern was confused, so she shut her mouth and blinking back, standing there awkwardly.