 Activity 2 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Little worm-y tubers? COOOL. And gross, but that just made it COOLER. Norah swung her arms like metronomes as she walked to the other end of the greenhouse. Skipping would probably be too disruptive while everybody else was wrestling the snargaluffs, but arm swinging was okay, right? She couldn't just WALK normally, that'd be all sorts of boring. The third year picked out a mortar and pestle, knife, and spade thingy before making her way back to her seat.
Alrighty, pod thing, you are going DOWN. Shaking a few curls out of her eyes, Norah held up the pestle--or was it the mortar? The one for smushing things-- and went at the big pod lying on the table. Aaaaand nothing happened. She hit it again, holding the pestle with both hands. The pod rolled off the table and onto the floor, where it remained completely intact. Dumb thing. She looked around quickly before stooping down to pick it up. Nobody saw that, heh. But the mortar and pestle were out for sure.
With the pod back on the table, the Puffer wiped her forehead with her arm, then picked up the spade she'd brought over. One whack of the pod sent it whizzing off the table. AGAIN. Norah let out a huff of air and picked it up again. WHACK! She extended a gloved hand and caught it before it went off the edge, but the dumb thing was STILL a whole big pod with no wormy things in sight. That was Lame with a capital L for sure. Glaring at the pod, she lifted her textbook over her head and brought it down on the pod with a loud crash. She peeked under the book hopefully, but her face fell at the sight of the pod still perfectly in tact. What was this thing MADE of?
Norah heaved another long sigh, as she placed her book back on the table and put the pod on the bowl. With knife in hand, she furrowed her eyebrows in concentration and leaned over the pod. If this didn't work she'd just have to sit on it until it broke. She set herself at the task of sawing the tough exterior of the pod, but nothing appeared to be changing. Glaring, she gave the pod a sharp poke with the pointy end of her knife. WHY was thing so--oh. Wait. It WORKED? All she had to do was poke it? She put the other pod in the bowl and poked that one too, so the bottom of the board was covered in little wriggling worms. LOOKIT HOW CUTE THEY WERE. Ickle wormies heheh.
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