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Maxilocks · 08-15-2009, 03:16 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Whitzy

"I wanted to ask her to come with us," he told Fyo while ignoring the rant from Uncle Henry. He had learned fast how that guy was and he figured that it was just best for his sanity if he blocked the guy out as much as possible.

"Let's have a Chocolate Frog party!"

Oooh, Torin was ignoring Uncle Henry. UH wasn't going to like that, no, not at all. Wait - a second. Torin wanted to WHAT? "Thank God you didn't!" Fyo exclaimed. "If you'd invited her, I would have gone mental before the ride was over." A vivid image of Torin kissing Professor Bunbury fleeted into his mind as he spoke, and Fyo shook his head, feeling a little sick.

The prospect of a chocolate frog party excited him, though. Torin knew him too well! "Sure," he said brightly. "We can light up a fire and -" He stopped, midsentence, as Uncle Henry began to rant again. Le sigh.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Jay

Viad had pretty keen ears, mostly because he needed them to survive in the wild. "Who's this professor burybunnies?" he asked loudly. Kids could be so annoyin'! An' for someone who had camped out before - or so Christian claimed - the Fyo kid sure was thick.

"Of course there's somethin' I want you to do!" he exclaimed. "Get all your materials outta that jeep! Come on hurry up, you can't sleep under the sky can ya?" He turned to Torin. "An' what do you mean by chocolate frog party, young man? No one's havin' no party without ma permission here."

Kids were such foolish things,sometimes.

"It's Professor Bunbury, not burybunnies," Fyo corrected, the corners of his mouth twitching as he fought to keep back a laugh. Wait, materials? "Uhhh --- yes, Uncle," Fyo said, deciding it was better to go along with whatever Uncle Henry was saying, than to waste precious time arguing. Walking over to the jeep, he began to pull out the things - packages, sleeping bags, the like - stuffed into it.

"Gimme a hand here," he half-mumbled to Torin.

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Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by Whitzy "I wanted to ask her to come with us," he told Fyo while ignoring the rant from Uncle Henry. He had learned fast how that guy was and he figured that it was just best for his sanity if he blocked the guy out as much as possible. "Let's have a Chocolate Frog party!" Oooh, Torin was ignoring Uncle Henry. UH wasn't going to like that, no, not at all. Wait - a second. Torin wanted to WHAT? "Thank God you didn't!" Fyo exclaimed. "If you'd invited her, I would have gone mental before the ride was over." A vivid image of Torin kissing Professor Bunbury fleeted into his mind as he spoke, and Fyo shook his head, feeling a little sick. The prospect of a chocolate frog party excited him, though. Torin knew him too well! "Sure," he said brightly. "We can light up a fire and -" He stopped, midsentence, as Uncle Henry began to rant again. Le sigh. Quote: Originally Posted by Jay Viad had pretty keen ears, mostly because he needed them to survive in the wild. "Who's this professor burybunnies?" he asked loudly. Kids could be so annoyin'! An' for someone who had camped out before - or so Christian claimed - the Fyo kid sure was thick. "Of course there's somethin' I want you to do!" he exclaimed. "Get all your materials outta that jeep! Come on hurry up, you can't sleep under the sky can ya?" He turned to Torin. "An' what do you mean by chocolate frog party, young man? No one's havin' no party without ma permission here." Kids were such foolish things,sometimes. "It's Professor Bunbury, not burybunnies," Fyo corrected, the corners of his mouth twitching as he fought to keep back a laugh. Wait, materials? "Uhhh --- yes, Uncle," Fyo said, deciding it was better to go along with whatever Uncle Henry was saying, than to waste precious time arguing. Walking over to the jeep, he began to pull out the things - packages, sleeping bags, the like - stuffed into it. "Gimme a hand here," he half-mumbled to Torin.