 Brain Twin | MASTAH ASHURRII | Reisdent PokeNerd | Digifangirl
Something about seeing Willow atop a boy's back was really shocking.
Plymouth Morgan, to make it even more shocking.
The blue Plymouth had a strictly no-touchy Willow atop his back, holding on and they (he?) were (was?) hopping towards the cake. Hop hop hop. Like a big, overgrown, deformed rabbit. Issy stood where she was, staring yet again at Plymouth, before shaking her head and striding quickly toward the weird hybrid.
"I see you you managed to become even more interesting, Plymouth," said Issy, her eyes on Willow. Blink blink. What's this? Are you not telling me something, Willow? Blinkity blink blink. "However did this arrangement happen?"
Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff fans alike, Issy noted, probably ought to stay away. The fact that Willow was on a boy's back (BOY! MALE!) seemed to hint that something within Willow was not stable. Was this her way of breaking free? Feeling better about her loss? Socking it to the Huffies?
Plymouth looked so happy. This was weird.
"Willow," Issy greeted cautiously.
If only her friend was the sort to talk about feelings. |