 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah scribbled and scribbled and scribbled so many notes that she didn't even have time to doodle in between it all. Whew. There sure was a whole LOT to say about these telephone thingies, which was kinda weird 'cause she hadn't been THAT impressed when she'd used one. It didn't have a cool boingy cord like the one in that picture, though. That cord looked like much more fun than the little square thingy mabob she'd used instead. Cordless and portable, yeah, but BORING. Sometimes people payed far too much attention to making things smaller and faster that they lost a lot of the fun stuff. And there was her big thought for the day. Ta da!
But it didn't even matter that she didn't get a chance to doodle because apparently they got to draw now! WOOOOOH. The fourth year beamed at Professot Moxley because this was perfect timing for some drawing, before pulling a second bottle of ink (purple, obviously) out of her bag and set it next to the bottle of the glittery kind. Alllll set! She squinted at the drawing as she tried to copy it onto her parchment, switching ink colors every so often for excitement reasons, y'know. Double colors for the buttons and the boingy cord because those were the funnest parts, obviously. Those deserved purple AND glitter, which was pretty special. Once she'd finished the diagram, Norah straightened up to admire her handiwork.
Uhh. Well it didn't look exactly the diagram Moxley had shown, but it wasn't THAT bad. Right? OKay fine. Maybe it was that bad. Her different inks had sorta kinda bled together, and apparently drawing straight lines wasn't on the very top of her talent list. But if you put it on its side it looked like a one-eared cow chewing on a keychain! That was COOL. Even cooler than a phone, probably. She'd name the cow Gerome. Yes, good plan.
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