Post by Isaac Lewis on Sept 23, 2015 5:05:15 GMT
i swear i hate you when you leave
[attr="class","frstscr"]Slightly was far from the most modest person in the world. He liked to win, and this was something he wasn’t going to back down from. Some ‘friendly’ touching, while oblivious to the fact that there would definitely be some bodily reaction to the ‘friendly’ touching. Even if he felt like he was going to be a dirty little pervert, it would be fun, and at least then he would be able to indulge some of the physical wants he had always wanted to. Even if there was obviously a barrier. “Well, when I win, we’ll see who’s laughing.” Probably both of them, because that was usually how everything seemed to end. Then again, maybe he should back down from this one. After all, it would be… awkward afterwards, right? Maybe? Possibly? Because it could happen, would it happen? Could he risk it?
“Ah yes, but I will have to join you with your cheese cutting and ironing of clothing after I finish work where I sit at a desk and type on a metal box for no real important purpose.” Of course, adults had jobs. And as time passed in the world outside Neverland, jobs changed, but recently some had started typing words on a metal box called a ‘typewriter’. And it meant nothing, especially since Neverland existed. Why worry about those stupid adults when he could be free in Neverland? Stupid adults. Why worry about their ‘jobs’ when they didn’t have to worry in a place like Neverland. It was too late for them. But not for him. And he was so very happy about that.
Slightly could tell that he had some sort of attachment to the fairy, and while Slightly would respect that for now, he hoped he could knock it out of him. Then they wouldn’t have to blow up the fairy then. The fact Nibs was willing was a good sign to say that he wasn’t too far gone down the trap that was the spell of girls. “Of course, Nibs, my friend!” He wrapped an arm around him with a giant smile on his face. “We can always terrorize pirates, run around, play pranks, whatever your heart desires.”
However, when Nibs took a hold of him and tried to swing them with the vine, Slightly blushed a bit, hoping that Nibs didn’t notice it. When they fell, Slightly’s mind immediately began freaking out. The feeling of falling was scary in itself, but he was also worried for Nibs’s safety. It was a very nice gesture and normally went over a lot better in one’s imagination, including Slightly’s, but he hoped that Nibs wouldn’t get hurt. Slightly held on tightly to Nibs, attempting to place himself in a position, by turning them slightly in midair, where he would take the brunt of the force from hitting the ground.
“Ah yes, but I will have to join you with your cheese cutting and ironing of clothing after I finish work where I sit at a desk and type on a metal box for no real important purpose.” Of course, adults had jobs. And as time passed in the world outside Neverland, jobs changed, but recently some had started typing words on a metal box called a ‘typewriter’. And it meant nothing, especially since Neverland existed. Why worry about those stupid adults when he could be free in Neverland? Stupid adults. Why worry about their ‘jobs’ when they didn’t have to worry in a place like Neverland. It was too late for them. But not for him. And he was so very happy about that.
Slightly could tell that he had some sort of attachment to the fairy, and while Slightly would respect that for now, he hoped he could knock it out of him. Then they wouldn’t have to blow up the fairy then. The fact Nibs was willing was a good sign to say that he wasn’t too far gone down the trap that was the spell of girls. “Of course, Nibs, my friend!” He wrapped an arm around him with a giant smile on his face. “We can always terrorize pirates, run around, play pranks, whatever your heart desires.”
However, when Nibs took a hold of him and tried to swing them with the vine, Slightly blushed a bit, hoping that Nibs didn’t notice it. When they fell, Slightly’s mind immediately began freaking out. The feeling of falling was scary in itself, but he was also worried for Nibs’s safety. It was a very nice gesture and normally went over a lot better in one’s imagination, including Slightly’s, but he hoped that Nibs wouldn’t get hurt. Slightly held on tightly to Nibs, attempting to place himself in a position, by turning them slightly in midair, where he would take the brunt of the force from hitting the ground.
Oliver Vail | 474 Words
