 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
De-gnoming was really not Brandon's thing. He felt bad about throwing living things, no matter how annoying and mildly dangerous they may be. However, he was here. Only because he wanted to learn about what gnomes were like, and participate in a social activity.
...he was also here in case of GRAVE DANGER, something he perpetually worried about. This wasn't grave danger, but it sounded like it from Aurora's shrieking. She appeared to be in no real danger, but he intercepted the tiny gnome anyway, picking it up so it couldn't chase her. He didn't much know what to do with it- he felt bad about throwing it- so he sort of just held it by the ankles while he figured out what to do. "Don't bite me." Or he'd throw it. If it didn't bite him, he'd... throw it more gently? Walk it over there? Throw it less far? He only knew that he didn't like being bitten. He started walking towards the fence. |