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Now she knew why she never went in mazes on days out with her family. Sarah's sense of direction was not good. And within the first few paces she came to a fork in the maze. Hanging her head in abject horror, she sighed and looked left and right. Until she heard a voice behind her, causing her to spin back to face the very place she had come from. "Oliver?" she asked, fully aware that the answer was, YES. *cough* "I never saw you before, but thank god you're here. I'm lost." Yes ladies and gentlemen, she was gonna be a big help in this task.
"And you shouldn't eat too much of that sugar," Sarah commented, again scanning the directions they could take, and lazily poking his candy treat with her wand. "I'm not sure I want to be stuck in a maze with you if you're too twitchy." She'd heard from Miranda what he could be like. "Anyway," she clapped her hands together. "Which way? Left or right? I think I spotted a 2 that way," Another point of the wand, "and a 7 that way." She was wishing she had never come already.
Thank god he was here? Oliver never
EVER thought he would hear Sarah say something like that to him. It was kind of appreciated and he smiled at the Huffie in response.
“I've been here the whole time..” Albeit sitting in the corner all bored and willing the lesson to just end.
“S' kinda the point of a maze.” He replied amused to her comments about being lost.
“If you could just walk out it would be just a road and not a maze.” He pointed out cheerfully.
He looked right and left, studying their options carefully as if his gut could just get them out of here. He had no clue.. but he wasn't going to say that to Sarah. He looked at her blankly but pulled a face when she started on about his sugar intake. Like,
serrrrrriouslyyyy, it was ONE chocolate.
“You're turning it into forbidden fruit.” He smirked.
“One chocolate isn't going to do any harm.”
Twitchy? Did she
really say that?
Pout. It wasn't HIS fault he got twitchy.
“Yes, mum. I wont eat any more after this one.” Pffft.
Urgh.. numbers each way. Oliver's eyes started to glaze over at the mere thought of them. He shook his head, grabbed hold of Sarah's arm and pulled her in the direction of the seven.
“I always preferred odd numbers.” He had an affinity towards them because they were odd. Heh.