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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 11, 2008 18:21:53 GMT -5
Suzume sat at a table, various sheets of paper spread out in front of her, a juicebox of fruit punch just within reach as well as a bowl of goldfish crackers. She was using a purple crayon to draw a horse of some sort... or was it a puppy? Why did it have wings? What was that thing, anyways? Suzume hummed, her tongue barely sticking out of her mouth as she frowned in an expression of utmost seriousness, perfect concentration. She reached for a handful of goldfish, stuffing them in her mouth and then continued with her purposeful scribbles, humming to herself quietly, slightly wondering where Cecee went off to... oh well...
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Post by demonfire on Feb 11, 2008 18:38:28 GMT -5
A teen moved stealthily about the Ninth Heaven, eventually coming close to Suzume's table. He quickly ran over and snatched away the goldfish with shifty eyes, before quickly running over to a nearby table as he began to gorge on the ill-gotten snack. "Victory!" Brandon said, with Box sitting next to him, quietly munching on one goldfish at a time. "Foolish mortal, only I shall have the goldfish!"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 11, 2008 19:06:02 GMT -5
Suzume's big turquoise blue eyes looked towards Brandon, the guy whom had just taken her goldfish, "Excuse me? Can you please give them back?" she asked as politely as possible, her lower lip quivvering as if she was trying to keep from crying. Did she do something to make this person angry at her or something? She didn't know, but she wanted to find out what she did so she could apologize, her expression at the moment was a rather pitiful one, a kind of hearbreaking innocence in her gaze, it seemed to say, 'why? why would you do that? did I do something wrong?'
There was another issue when it came to taking things from Suzume, considering almost half of TMA was likely to jump Mr. Salvatore now.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 11, 2008 19:17:05 GMT -5
Brandon shoved another handful of goldfish into his mouth before walking back over with the bowl to Suzume with a guilty look on his face. She had said please. And he would have gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for that meddling polite please!
He put the bowl back down on Suzume's table with Box slowly following behind. "What cha drawin'?" Brandon asked as he finished gulping down the previous goldfish he had violently thrusted into his mouth.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 11, 2008 19:33:56 GMT -5
"I'm drawing a bunny!" Suzume said happily, showing Brandon and box the picture she was working on, and to be honest- it didn't look like much of a bunny, moreso a chimera of sorts, though in Suzume's mind it was a perfectly adorable bunny rabbit, despite being purple and all. She took a few goldfish from the bowl and ate them, "You can have some fishies if you want... just don't eat them all." she shrugged, taking her juice box and taking a sip from it before getting back to her bunny, "Do you draw too?" she asked, her black fox tail swishing back and forth in a rather pleased manner, her fox ears attentive, listening to the sounds of the room around her.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 11, 2008 19:43:40 GMT -5
"I don't draw...but the Crayon Goblins do! They are beastly at it!" Brandon said as if he were bragging about the Crayon Goblins' drawing skills. He grabbed another handful of goldfish and began to chew a bit obnoxiously, but at least with his mouth closed...most of the time. Box continued to siphon goldfish one at a time from the bowl, a bit unbeknownst to the rest. "They could make a super bunny," he said.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 11, 2008 19:59:14 GMT -5
"A super bunny?" Suzume repeated, sounding honestly quite amazed with the concept, "Is it fluffy and happy and pretty and magical? Oh! And does it like peanut butter?" she asked, "Though I don't think Mango would get along well with a bunny..." Suzume admitted, looking down at the rabbit she drew, reaching for the juicebox again and she looked around as she grabbed the juicebox, suddenly wondering where Mango was... she lost track of Mango! What if Mango never came back? A worried expression came accross her face, "Where's Mango?!" she asked, Mango was a bird... so it was likely that the sparrow bird would never come back. Suzume looked towards Brandon as if he'd know everything and magically be able to conjure up the sparrow bird.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 12, 2008 15:54:49 GMT -5
"Of course! But it only like peanut butter when it is on Ritz crackers," Brandon said in a hushed tone. "Mango? Like the fruit, Mango?" Brandon asked quizzically. He put his hand to his chin in deep thought. "Wait...you lost Mango?!" Brandon said as his eyes opened wide to a whole new world. A world without a Mango. "I shall summon it!" Brandon said. In a cartoon, this would often be the point in which spinning colors appeared behind him and he assumed a superhero stance; although, this wasn't the case.
Brandon began concentrating deeply, as evident by the glow appearing in his hands. A bead of sweat was evident on the insane teen's brow as he tried to focus on Mango. Just Mango. In a poof of smoke and a bright light released from his hands, a mango appeared on the table in front of him. Not Mango, just a regular tropical fruit. "That Mango?" he asked.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 12, 2008 16:52:02 GMT -5
"Noooo! That's not mango!" Suzume protested, looking untrustingly at the fruit on the table, "That's not even a bird!" Suzume frowned, picking up a brown crayon and she immediately began the process of coloring the bird known as Mango. She held the picture up to Brandon, "That's Mango! She looks just like that!" She announced, a smile on her face, the 'bird' honestly looked like a dragon eating a bowl of spaghetti. And of course Mango was a girl, birds were pretty, and most boys were definately smelly and ugly. Mango HAD to be a girl!
(I love her reasoning.)
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Post by demonfire on Feb 12, 2008 21:44:51 GMT -5
"Mango is a dragon who likes to eat tagliatelle?" Brandon asked as he grabbed the picture and stared at it. He turned it again and again, as if trying to make sure he had seen it from the correct direction. "But I thought you said Mango was a bird?" Brandon asked again. He put the picture down upon the table and spun it around, as if it were a hypnosis apparatus. "Maybe...no..." Brandon said to himself.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 14, 2008 21:38:55 GMT -5
"Mango IS a bird! She's a sparrow about thiiiiis big!" Suzume gauged the size of the bird with her hands so Brandon could get a clear picture of what she was talking about, "Who would name a dragon Mango, anyways? That's just stupid!" She said, now placing her hands on her hips, getting all, I'm-eight-years-old-and-so-therefor-I-know-everything-about-everything, her turquoise eyes shimmered and flashed indignantly, her expression all knowing on things Mango-related. Suzume grabbed another handfull of goldfish crackers and stuffed them in her mouth, luckily her handfull hadn't been so much of one so that is completely filled her mouth- she looked kind of funny, actually.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 15, 2008 8:15:53 GMT -5
"This be a dragon!" Brandon said, mocking the old phrase placed on unexplored territories of maps. "I'm telling you! THERE IS NO OTHER THING IT CAN BE!" he said, in his counter to the eight-year-old strategy: just yell really loud and hope the other gives up from sheer amount of decibels.
Meanwhile, little old Box was standing there, quietly humming and eating goldfish at the same time. Man, there were a lot of goldfish in this bowl.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 16, 2008 19:44:12 GMT -5
Suzume looked towards Brandon with wide eyes, "B-but... it's a sparrow..." she said, holding the picture up to him, "See?" she asked, getting teary eyed again, why did this person yell? "I-I'm sorry..." she stammered, looking to her feet quietly, as if she had done something to Brandon to make him hate her or something. First he took her goldfish, and now he yells... she quietly reached for the bowl of goldfish and gathered it in her arms, collecting her crayons as well, she left her drawings, though... because obviously she couldn't draw very well... if she couldn't even draw a birdie.
Yep. Brandon was gonna get jumped...
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Post by demonfire on Feb 20, 2008 21:27:35 GMT -5
"Why you cry?" Brandon asked as he 'attempted' to patch things up, unaware that his 'strategy' would induce tears upon an eight-year-old. "I just be sayin' that the picture be lookin' like a dragon," Brandon said in some strange, mock-gangster voice, poorly impersonated by the sound of it.
Box slapped his forehead and somewhat whimpered as now the goldfish were gone--the glorious goldfish.
((Meh, short post, D:))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 22, 2008 0:12:31 GMT -5
"It's not a dragon!" She protested, stamping her foot as if it would somehow make her threatening, though it didn't. "It's Mango! And Mango is a bird!" she hugged her bowl of goldfish and art supplies to herself, but as she looked towards Box she did something that most small children wouldn't. She handed the bowl of goldfish to him, "Here... you can have them... just don't share them with Mr. Meanyface, okay?" 'Mr. Meanyface' obviously meaning Brandon at the same time Suzume forced a smile, kind of wishing she wasn't giving the goldfish to someone else but she looked towards Brandon now, really wishing she knew where Cecee was. He seemed to have poofed away or something, which wasn't the best thing, really. It left her to meet new, strange (and sometimes mean) people. Her bright eyes narrowed as she looked towards Brandon, "I have to go find Mango." she said to Brandon, because obviously Brandon wasn't going to help at all. She then began gathering up her drawings and things, she really didn't want to leave them behind, even if she was just going to hide them somewhere so nobody could see them. She was rather embarrassed of her art now, you could tell because due to her embarrassment because of the hue of her face, though her anger and now slight fear of Brandon may have made her face a bright red, actually. It was hard to tell.
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