Resident School Poltergeist | Unruly & Malicious "HEE HEE HEE! HO HO HO!"
A hand still holding onto the pendulum, the poltergeist threw his hand back as it slowly swung to the left and then to the right. The sight before him was absolutely hilarious!
Peeves' other hand threw down more slugs at the one girl who was scooting away and hiding behind a pillar. "Come out of there, you coward!" he shouted at her, his voice echoing throughout the tower. "Don't be so salty. Good ol' Peevesie here just wants to play!"
More cackling escaped his lips at the sight of the other two girls. It was the guitar girl that amused him the most. Each whimper was accompanied by more of his laughter and a pointing gesture. What a great way to pass the slime! This was better than whatever music the girl wasn't going to play for him.
Then there was the curly-haired girl who mentioned swearing Helga. Without warning, he leapt down and floated right in front of you. "If I don't WHAT?" he asked loudly, a devilish grin on his face. He was sooooooooooooooo scared. NOT. The poltergeist then blew her a raspberry and plopped two slugs in her hair before floating up, up, up.
__________________ You're nothing more than a pickle-headed prune biscuit-eating bulldog. 
P.S. Your bowtie is crooked. And your pink thestral pony is super girly. |