Paul Haxon
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Son of Hephaestus
One of the better days.
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Post by Paul Haxon on Sept 13, 2010 0:10:27 GMT -7
They say that rabbits are soft, cuddly creatures that do nothing but be cute all day. They hop around in their cute little hind legs, wriggling their cute little fluffy tail and soft cottony furry body, twitching and shaking their cute little noses with their cute little wispy whiskers, and nibbling on carrots with their cute little buck teeth as their cute little long ears gets pulled back from their faces like cute little pointed HORNS OF SATAN’S MINIONS!
Geez! How they managed to fool everybody is beyond Haxon’s comprehension. They were evil, evil creatures waiting to spring on the next unsuspecting victim. Sure, they might look innocent and harmless, but that is just what they want you to think. Rabbits are, in reality, monsters who feed on your soul, patiently anticipating for anybody to pet them and say, “Aww… how adorable,” before they’ll suddenly jump at you and chew your faces off.
Of course, the fact that Haxon had returned from the forge, dead tired and desperately longing to just sleep in his own bunk, only to find out that his bed was all covered in bunny crap had nothing to do with that thinking. Nothing at all. How it got there in their cabin, he had no idea. Damn straight he wouldn’t have let anything as dangerous as that animal get inside. But here he was now in the Mess Hall, hands in front of him as if he was about to choke someone, shaking in controlled fury, as he slowly took careful, measured steps towards the cornered rabbit. There was a manic, murderous gleam in Haxon’s eyes. That bunny had made him engage it in a wild goose chase all over camp in the last 30 minutes, causing tables to be overturned and chairs to be burnt and plain general chaos to ensue. What they left behind wasn’t a pretty sight, but Haxon was oblivious to the mess. He was hell-bent on getting his revenge on that vile foul beast, which had pretended to hop and scamper in feigned terror to gain sympathy from the onlookers. But the Hephaestus kid knew better. He wasn’t just going to let it escape from him this time. It had done a huge good deal of slippery acts already, he could almost confuse it with a slithering reptile.
Intently staring at the trapped cowering rabbit, a malevolent grin crossed Haxon’s features. He raised a hand in front of the wide-eyed rabbit who was sensing what was about to happen. It looked extremely scared. “Say your prayers now, Mr. Bunny..” he said in a chilling, insane-person kind of way as bright red flames suddenly appeared in his hands. He took another step forward, his grin widening.”You’re going down.” It had been a wonderful hunt, and Haxon was almost sad that it was over, but this was where the trail ends.
Roasted Rabbit coming right up!
Muse: Ran out of juice again, but since I needed to get him active… Notes: Proof that bunnies are evil 1, Proof that bunnies are evil 2
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D.J. Nelson
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Son of Poseidon
Just try to fight the Tide
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Post by D.J. Nelson on Sept 13, 2010 8:50:34 GMT -7
DJ kicked his feet up on the Poseidon table tilting his chair back, utterly relaxed as the remnants of his meal slowly passed through his digestive system, it was a cozy feeling, leaving DJ inclined to doze off into a post meal nap. His eyelids growing heavy, his breathing getting slower and deeper, blissful rest just moments away...then his world literally turned upside down. One minute he was resting peacefully in his seat, the next he was face first on the ground, his chair a smoldering wreck.
"Zeus, whatever it was, I didn't bloody do it," DJ muttered into the ground, still too stunned to try and get up. He licked his teeth, fortunately not finding any damage, rolling over onto his back, a hand going to his face checking for any leaks or damage. Heaving a a sigh of relief in finding nothing more than a couple of bruises, he levered himself up and followed the path of destruction, noticing a couple of others following suit. They reached the corner where DJ's best buddy Paul had a rabbit cornered and terrified out of it's wits.
DJ puzzled over this for a moment, Paul wasn't one to chase down defenseless creatures with his bare hands, unless of course there was a good reason. Of course, the rabbit "looking at him funny" could easily have been Paul's "good reason," Now Paul was talking to the creature like he had just caught it in bed with his girlfriend, never a good sign. He could see the heat lines as they began to emanate from Paul's hand.
"Uh, guys, I think it might be a brilliant idea to you know, take a few dozen steps back..." DJ put a hand on a couple of innocent bystandard's shoulders, gently pulling them back behind the protective wreckage of a table, and not a moment too soon. A blazing fireball erupted from Paul's hand and torched the condemned rabbit. DJ peeked over the edge of the table muttering, "Guess it's rabbit season after all. OY MATE, it's usual practice to kill the rabbit first then cook it if you want to make Hasenpfeffer..." sure it was a lame joke, but if it worked to distract Paul from venting his spleen on the rest of them, it was worth a try. DJ hopped over the table and sidled over to Paul's side.
"So what'd he do? Try to make out with your girl?" DJ asked throwing a friendly arm around Paul's shoulder comfortingly.
Word Count: 431 Muse: Not too bad, still trying to find his feet
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Post by Ariel Spencer on Sept 18, 2010 1:16:20 GMT -7
Tired. That was the only word that could describe Ariel at the moment. She had just gotten through a very harrowing math lesson and needless to say her brain felt as if it was trying to squeeze out of her ears. The teacher, a son of Athena who had attended Camp Half Blood in his childhood and who was now working for the Academy full time, had been kind enough to give her a one on one explanation after the class had ended but that had only given her even more of a headache. Schoolwork and studies had never been her very close friends and math was just public enemy number one. It certainly didn't help things along when Ariel got the feeling that she was testing even the patience of her very kind teacher. In the end she had apologized and excused herself by promising profusely that she'd finish up her homework and try to brush up on everything before the day was out. They both knew that it was a promise that was impossible to keep but Ariel certainly hadn't been lying. She would sincerely try because that was just the sort of person she was. She would drag her feet and hem and haw over it but she would really, stick to her word.
It was a little over an hour after school had let out for the day. Ariel had decided to lock herself up in the Poseidon residence so that she could concentrate on the math but that plan hadn't worked out very well. Her ADHD had kicked in as soon as she had picked up her pen and none of what she was reading stayed up in her brain. After realizing that she had been reading the same sentence over and over again, Ariel decided that maybe she would do better if she went for a walk. Or tried to study outside. Taking her textbook with her, she stuck her pen behind her left ear and set out. As if Mother Nature was doing it to spite her, it was a bright and beautiful day outside. Ariel was sorely tempted to go to the beach. She could take a swim and wouldn't have to get her textbook wet. Maybe the hippocampi or a lobster would be nice enough to help her with one of these equations. At least lobsters look like they could be good at math. But no...the water would only prove to be too much of a distraction. Ariel pouted to herself as the thought occurred to her. Better go to the dining pavilion, she could have some food while she wrestled with these sums.
Reaching her destination though, the destruction was not the first thing that Ariel noticed. It was D.J. one of her most favorite brothers. Ariel thought the world of him and she knew for a fact that he'd help her with all the math that she had on her hands. He was smart like that. Maybe even the smartest boy on earth. "D.J!" Ariel squealed out the name and waved to him as she ran up. It was a wonder how she managed to not trip over the fallen tables and chairs. As soon as she was close enough Ariel threw her arms around D.J and hugged him from behind. "I need help.." She said, her lower lip jutting out in a pout. "I..." And that was when she noticed that D.J was talking to someone. Well, not just someone...Paul Haxon always made a blush rush up to her cheeks."Oh!lick my nostril Paul..." Ariel squeaked out and looked away from him quickly because she was afraid that she'd start to stare at him. And that was when she finally noticed the mess. "Did..a fight happen?"
Word count: 641 Muse: Awake.twist my nipples
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Post by Odette Brown on Sept 21, 2010 2:15:59 GMT -7
How had she let Keller wriggle his way back into her life once more? That was the golden question and one that Odette had often asked herself. She was no closer to finding the answer though, her thoughts just ended up chasing it's own tail more often then not leaving her even more confused then she started out with. She was not a stranger to Keller's flirtatiousness, they had had a brief fling two years ago, and had promised herself that she would not fall for something like that again. But Keller was dazzling, probably an effect of having Apollo for a father, and at the start of this school they had hooked up again.
But one thing was for sure, Odette was not going to let him go so easily this time around. She had enough experience with Keller to know when he was trying to pull away from someone and she was going to do all she could to keep him from doing that. Maybe that had been her mistake the first time, she had let herself be too easily pushed aside. Well not this time. She was going to have to find a way to keep his interest locked on her. But that was easier said then done. Keller Foster was harder to pin down then mist and Odette with her self esteem issues didn't think of herself as a very interesting girl. The thoughts had plagued her so much that she had to get out of the Hephaestus residence and though Odette didn't have any particular destination in mind her feet lead her to the Dining Pavilion
But this was a good stop as any. The place was always crowded and Odette didn't have to be alone with her thoughts. Getting something to eat wouldn't hurt either...Though as she walked closer and entered the building, Odette was immediately frozen by the site that greeted her. The place was a mess. To say that it was a mess was an understatement. As she looked at the destruction around her, Odette noticed Ariel standing in the middle of the wreckage and made her way over.
"What happened?" She asked when she was close enough to be heard. Odette's gaze went from Ariel to D.J and then finally settled on her brother Paul.
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D.J. Nelson
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Son of Poseidon
Just try to fight the Tide
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Post by D.J. Nelson on Sept 21, 2010 15:27:00 GMT -7
DJ couldn't help but chuckle to himself at Ariel's reaction, of course he knew she had a crush on his best friend, what kind of brother would he be if he didn't? On some strange level, he kind of liked the awkward tension that had built up around them. He smiled fondly at them, completely forgetting the rest of the scene around them for a moment.
"What happened?" it was Odette's frank voice that pierced his trip on fluffy cloud 9 for a moment. "Ahem, Hi Odette. Um, well, it's seems my mate Paul here, your brother, ahem yeah, well he had a bit of a disagreement with little bunny foofoo over there..." Why was the normally confident and easy going DJ suddenly stumbling all over himself.
His eyes drank in everything about her, from her flaming red hair to every bit of her small frame. Sure he'd seen her numerous times, he hung out at the Hephaestus Residence with Paul more times than he could remember, and knew his siblings fairly well, but something this time was very different. Maybe it was the tension already built up around them, maybe it was the fact that he hadn't been laid since school started again, or any number of things, all he knew was some thing was different.
"You're looking lovely today Odette, did you do something different with your hair?" He asked without thinking, momentarily forgetting that Paul and Ariel were there with him, let alone the apparent war zone around them. "Gods she has a cute arse," DJ couldn't help but think as he found himself "checking her out" without even realizing what he was doing. A whole slew of perverted and lewd thoughts assailed his mind in but a brief moment as he waited for Odette's reply.
"Well, I think it looks just great..." He answered mentally kicking himself for sounding so cheesy. "Ahem, right now, Paul me ol' messmate, what exactly did little bunny foofoo do to you that you want to make roast rabbit for dinner, not that I'm opposed to such things, in fact in sounds rather tasty right now," resisting the urge to add, "And so does your sister,"
Another mental kick as he suddenly remembered his sister was right next to him hugging him in that adorable way only she managed to pull off. "Oh, Ariel, you needed my help with something?" he offered trying with all of his might to pull his mind back out of the gutter, which seemed to resemble a Herculean task, far more than he wanted it to. It got even worse as his mind drifted back to a few weeks ago when he took Paul and Odette's sister Dawn out for a boat ride. He had been a perfect gentleman, just like he had promised. He just took her out sailing, out away from the campus, away from her trouble making siblings, just a quiet peaceful break from the stress of demigod life, that isn't to say hadn't wanted to get a little...friendlier, but he had promised not to.
His head would get sore from all the mental kicks before too long, if he didn't get his mind back out of the gutter again.
"Maybe Odette and Paul would like to help you with your homework too," DJ offered hoping that it would be enough of a distraction to get his wayward mind back under control.
Word Count: 587 (raw) Muse: full of distracted surprises
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Paul Haxon
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Son of Hephaestus
One of the better days.
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Post by Paul Haxon on Jan 25, 2011 5:29:36 GMT -7
To normal human beings, the temperature in the room rising suddenly to a boiling point without any signs yet of a raging fire is a cause for alarm. And yet, here in Half Blood Academy, with bothersome Hephaestus children running around igniting trouble everywhere they go, it seems to be something somewhat of a usual thing. It would start off as creeping warmth in the area, then escalating to unbearable heat, then finally, fires would be popping out of thin air anywhere. And although there were some of them that can hold their powers in check, there were others that can have their emotions get the best of them too. Like Haxon, for example.
Paul Haxon wasn’t like one of his siblings who’d settle for slow burning anger. Since his power depended much on his emotions, bright orange flames would abruptly be appearing once his temper is sorely tested --- which is usually almost half of his waking time. His rage often comes in short powerful bursts that incinerate anything around him. Oh, he had gotten into a lot of trouble countless of times because of his not being able to control his irritability, and one would often doubt that he had learned something from his punishments, but it was simply just in the boy’s nature to be extremely temperamental and explosive like Fire.
And now, here he was again. One eye twitching as if he was on the verge of going berserk. The flame on his hand flared brighter as he gave a slow, chilling smile at his would-be victim. REVENGE AT LAST! There was a certain satisfaction at seeing the helpless evil bunny’s eyes widen in fear. It looked almost… vulnerable, and for one brief moment, Haxon hesistated. He wasn’t immune to compassion too. But then he remembered the soiled sheets in his bunk, courtesy of the damned creature, and his resolve strengthened. He was just about to shoot flames at the cowering rabbit when suddenly his thoughts got interrupted by an unexpected, “May I ask what you are doing?” followed by another voice that exclaimed, ”What, may I ask, has happened to this place?”
Annoyed, Haxon turned around to face the newcomers. They were so aggravatingly noisy. “I’m taking a shower, Mom, Dad. Can I have a moment of privacy?” he said sarcastically, putting out the flame from his hand and giving the bunny the impression that Paul had forgotten about it. “What the heck does it look like what I’m doing?” Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the rabbit edging towards the nearest escape. Haxon shot a flame at it and missed, scorching and charring the wall instead. “Ask more stupid questions, will you?” He shook his head irritatedly at some people’s foolishness. The little monster scampered off, and Haxon, pissed that he had let himself get distracted by those clowns, uttered an audible curse and was about to run after his prey, when he felt somebody throw a casual arm around his shoulder.
Haxon looked and was about to comment in an irate tone on the audacity of the newcomer (Paul was the Don’t-Touch-Me-and-Keep-Your-Damn-Distance kind of guy) when he saw that it was DJ Nelson, his bestfriend. DJ was one of the few people who can actually try to put some sense into Paul. Probably it was because of the other guy being a son of Poseidon. Water cools down fire and all that. Haxon and he go a long way back. DJ was the guy who the first guy who was brave enough (or crazy enough) to approach Paul on his first day at the Academy.
Paul stared at the retreating back of the rabbit and decided to let it get away for now. He’ll hunt it down later. “Nah. It crapped to its heart’s content on my bunk,” Haxon said, wrinkling his nose a little as he crossed his arms.
Haxon, in all his arrogance, likes to think of himself as, if not the most, one of the most popular guys in the entire campus. Nobody was allowed to think otherwise. Those dumb enough to voice out their opinions would either find themselves burned to crisp or badly injured in the infirmary. Silence can be golden at times.
Haxon was right, of course. He was popular--- for the wrong reasons.
Aside from his conceit, Paul was also well-known for his quick temper. That trait, along with his impulsiveness and Fire-power that he had inherited from his Immortal Father's side, proved to be a dangerous combination. Many times he had set, accidentally of course, the school ablazed. Thanks to DJ, who was more than happy to douse him a bucketful of water, and some of the Water kids, who had become the school's very own Fire Squad, the Academy manages to save itself from being consumed into nothing more than ashes.
Course, Haxon always had his perpetual punishments. And they usually involve repairing the buildings or portions of them that got destroyed in the course of his rage. No big deal. As a Hephy kid, he knows his way with building and creating stuffs, and more often than not, the newly put-up structures would prove to be better than its previous form. That was probably the reason why until now he hasnt been booted out of the Academy. He wouldnt be surprised if later on, Chiron would ask him to fix up the mess he has left in the Dining Pavillion.
He heard a small squeak to his left before he caught sight of a flash of bright gold. Paul had barely time to register what that was, when he realized that whatever it was that passed by, was obstructing his vision. A thick mop of straw-colored hair could only mean Ariel Spencer, DJ's adoring younger half-sister who follows him around like a little lost puppy. Haxon, who is Dj's bestfriend, by default then is also being followed around. Not that Paul minds though.
Around Haxon, Ariel was quiet and a little shy, which was different from all the ADHD kids in the academy. One time that he mentioned this to DJ however, his bestfriend just laughed hard and said that Ariel was anything but shy. Then again, Haxon never really paid any attention to her. And she seems to know that he prefers it that way since she never bothers him much. Any other girl, Paul would hit on in just a blink of an eye's notice, but the fact that she was his bestfriend's sister made her off-limits to him. Not that he ever viewed her in a romantic light though. 'Sides, Ariel thought of him as another big brother she can lean on, and not only because Haxon was DJ's bestfriend, but because she's his sister's, Odette's, bestfriend too.
Speaking of which, has chosen that moment to arrive. Haxon didnt hear her come in. She was quiet and noiseless as always, coming and going like the breeze. Sometimes, it makes him wonder how Odette could be so stealthy. It's like she's part cat, able to just appear from anywhere without anybody noticing her. It kinda amazing how she does that though with that bright mop of red hair. Her hair draws everyone's eyes to it like a large banner saying, LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!
And then he saw his bestfriend's reaction and Paul almost laughed at DJ's antics in checking out and flirting with Odette. It didnt bother Haxon that his bestfriend was trying to get it on with one of his sisters. Of the two of them, Paul was tamer compared to the Poseidon boy when it comes to flirting. DJ does that so much and so often, it already probably became a reflex like breathing in air. He may or may not mean anything by it, but for most of the time, DJ was only in it for the fun. Odette seemed like the sensible sort, so Paul was quite confident she'd be level-headed enough not to fall prey quickly to the water demigod's flattery.
Slowly shaking his head, Haxon raised an eyebrow at Ariel as if he was sharing some secret between them of what he thinks of her brother. Eyes twinkling and momentarily forgetting about the rabbit, he gave her a conspirational wink and a half smile, conveying to her without words that he was finding this silly and hilarious. Leaning in, his eyes still glued on Odette and DJ, he whispered lowly with a hint of laughter on his voice to his bestfriend's sister his view on this.
"Your brother is being ridiculous again."
Note: Sorry it took so long. And it died in the end again. Will make the Stefan post later.
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Post by Ariel Spencer on Jan 29, 2011 0:47:59 GMT -7
Math, and everything to do with it was officially off the table now that she had noticed Paul. To say that Ariel had a long standing crush on this particular Son of Hephaestus would have been an understatement. It was more or less something like love at first sight, with him catching her attention on her very first day at the Academy. Since then, he hadn't let said attention go and Ariel always found herself following him around like a lost little puppy. To everyone else, even the satyrs in fact, this crush was as obvious as that pesky pimple you got on your nose the morning of the first day of school. But since the Fates were grumpy old women, Paul wasn't included in the majority. No matter how tongue tied Ariel got around him, no matter how much she blushed or how adoringly she looked at him...Paul never seemed to notice. He was like that horrible horrible, Math equation that you just couldn't solve and it was five minutes before the test ended.
He didn't even have a smile for her...and Ariel hid her disappointment by tucking her face into the crook of DJ's neck. She huggled him tighter to her, a sure sign that she wanted some comfort. The day was turning out to be pretty bad, but Ariel attempted to put it out of her mind. At least Paul wasn't telling her to get lost and even if he persisted on seeing her as just a little sister, at least she would still be able to spend time with him. It could be worse...he could start dating someone else. Probably someone better at Math then she was.Ariel let the boys continue talking, taking comfort in DJ's warmth and his familiar scent. To her understanding there hadn't been a fight...which was good, she was glad that Paul hadn't been hurt, but Ariel didn't understand what DJ was talking about when he mentioned a bunny foo foo.
It was only at Odette's appearance that Ariel finally lifted her head, flashing a smile at her very best friend. If she had been smart enough to notice even the simplest patterns Ariel would have found it funny how she was best friends with Odette while DJ was best friends with Paul. It was that fire and water dynamic at work again. But she wasn't smart enough and so what came out of her mouth was. "No..she hasn't done anything new with her hair." Reaching out, Ariel touched the strands of Odette's fiery curls with her fingertips. "But I think I have some ideas..." Ariel might not be very good with school work but in other thing, girlish things, she was one of the best. Ariel had an instinct on how to 'pretty someone up' so to speak, so much so that people sometimes mistook her as one of Aphrodite's instead of the Sea God's daughter. Of course she didn't actually noticed DJ trying to hit on her best friend, it was at this moment that she caught sight of a poor little bunny edging it way to the pavilion exists.
BUNNY! Ariel did not realize that this was the bunny that DJ had been referring to and the same one that Paul had tried to roast. Vaguely she could hear DJ asking her about the math problems she had asked him to help out with but Ariel wasn't paying attention anymore. Math homework was off the table remember? Absently she let go of the math textbook she was holding and as it fell in the general direction of DJ's feet, Ariel bounded over to intercept the bunny. The fallen chairs, tables and general debris didn't seem to bother her, but then again Ariel always seemed to have a certain kind of absent minded grace about her. To be less poetic about it, fish slept while still swimming and never hit anything..this was probably the same principle at work.
She didn't reach the bunny on time though but made it outside just as it was scampering into a bush. Following it, Ariel managed to coax it out and with the shivering creature in her arms, she returned to the little group. It was such a darling little animal and so much better then say carrying around a math textbook in her arms. "Isn't he just darling!" Ariel cooed, looking around in the hopes that her friends will share the opinion with her. It was around this time that Paul mentioned that DJ was up to something, though he barely heard what he said since he winked at her. That almost made Ariel drop the bunny...but then at least it would have had DJ's feet to land on.
Word count: 817 Muse: There.
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Maxi Paddington III
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Son of Dionysus
Eggbert demands HUGS...and he says your tinfoil hat is purdyful
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Post by Maxi Paddington III on Feb 7, 2011 20:57:51 GMT -7
If there was one thing about today, it was that Maxi was bored stupid...well not exactly stupid so much as bored out of his mind...not that there was much of a mind there to be bored out of. He had crawled around all through the Dionysus House rafters, finding nothing but nothing. He thought about going to the Big Building to find Mr. Pon-Pon and give him a big hug, but decided his beard was too scratchy. Then Eggbert suggested they give Daddy D a call on the magic rainbow talkie-box thingy, which was in fact little more than a water fountain. He tried yelling at the rainbow, making Eggbert yell at the rainbow; he tried standing on his head with feathers stuck in his ear, and nothing. He couldn't get Daddy D to appear.
"Eggbert!!! Why wont it work?!!" Maxi demanded of his ever present floppy stuffed bunny. He stared into the stuffed rabbit's glossy button eyes, his own lighting up like a Christmas Tree as he jumped up and down
"MONEY MONEY MONEY!!! The Rainbow Lady wants MONEY!" He stopped jumping giving the rabbit a very serious look."But Eggbert, we don't have any money...you're right, maybe we can borrow some from one of the others..." he looked around the room at his sibling's bunks contemplating who might have a few drachmas he could use to call Daddy D. Hmm, who would likely have Drachmas stashed away? Probably not Lewis, maybe Nessy or Cole...
"We can't look through Nessy's stuff Eggbert, remember the last time we played with here makeup," Maxi shuddered at the memory. "Cole's stuff it is," he muttered as he threw open Cole's trunk digging around in it's contents, not worried that any would notice his rummaging around in their stuff, not that it really mattered all he found were clothes and some strange magazines. Curious he started flipping through the pages looking at the pictures. "This is a weird book Eggbert, all it has is pictures of girls... EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW," He screamed dropping the magazine and bolting to the other side of the room, clinging to his rabbit. "Eggbert that girl was eating that boy's winkle dinkle...I don't want girls eating my winkle dinkle..." He shuddered violently cowering in the corner for a couple of minutes with a wash tub over his head.
"Well now what Eggbert? We're bored again..." he muttered with his head still covered by the tub. He sat cross legged on the floor with the tub on his head like a hat, getting the feeling that this could be some kind of new game.
"You know what we need Eggbert? Grapes! And lots of them. Leeeewwwwwwis can make grapes grow anywhere, do you think we can too?" He quizzed the stuffed bunny. He took a deep breath, scrunched up his face in concentration, holding his breath and tensing all his muscles pushing hard only to be rewarded with a frrrrrrrrrrtttttttt sound.
"EGGBERT!!! Say excuse me next time, you stinky bunny." He pushed the tub off his head gasping for air, then noticing a large patch of ripe grape vines had grown all around him.
"YAY!!!" He jumped up and down in his mismatched Wellington's, squashing bunches of grapes under foot.
"OHHHHH That's what we can do!!!" He scooped up as many bunches as he could manage in his skinny arms, dumping them in the wash tub. As soon as he had all the bunches plucked from the vines he had created, he jumped into the tub with both feet and began dancing around like a maniac.
"SQUISHY SQUISHY SQUISH SQUISH!!!" He sang out turning the wash tub into vat of lumpy purple goo. Getting tired he stopped dancing around and sniffed the goo then gathered the tub in his arms, with Eggbert the Ever-present tied around his neck like a cape.
"We need to show Nessy Wessy Woo Woo, she'll loooooooove it," He dashed out of the house careful not to spill his creation with his sights set on the Dining Pavilion. He thundered across the commons, his maniacal life acting as a warning for people to flee his path in terror. The devastation around him going unnoticed as he cackled, his creation beginning to slosh around in it's contain, she screeched to a halt around a group of people that had gathered.
"OOOOO FISHY GIRL" he squealed making a bee line for Ariel, ready to proudly display his masterpiece of creation. He halted a short distance away, he gave Paul and DJ a strange look sniffed the air and made a face.
"You two smell like doody, but Eggbert can help," He lifted the tub over his head and flung the contents all over the two hapless boys. He grinned as he sniffed the air again.
"Muuuuuuuuuch more better. Hi Fishy Girl," He chirped cheerfully as he tossed the tub aside snuggling up to Ariel.
"Ooooooo Eggbert's cousin, Bunnybert! High Bunnybert!"
Word Count: 850 (raw) Muse: It's best not to ask
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