«We Could Be Legends»

Bleddyn had to laugh wickedly then and looked at him through deviously slanted eyes. "Glad to see you're still okay enough to recognize that."
"I'm out of it, but I'm not so far gone that I find you asking me what I would do if you hugged me normal." Wolfram retorted, "I might not be the smartest person ever, but still...also, don't ever laugh like that again."
 
"I'm out of it, but I'm not so far gone that I find you asking me what I would do if you hugged me normal." Wolfram retorted, "I might not be the smartest person ever, but still...also, don't ever laugh like that again."
Bleddyn blinked quickly, a show of odd innocence. "Why, something wrong with it?"
 
Bleddyn blinked quickly, a show of odd innocence. "Why, something wrong with it?"
"Stop acting like this, it's really freaky. Yes, something's wrong with it, it's actually scary. And you're acting really weird." Wolfram hissed, eyes narrowed in confusion of her strange behavior.
 
"Stop acting like this, it's really freaky. Yes, something's wrong with it, it's actually scary. And you're acting really weird." Wolfram hissed, eyes narrowed in confusion of her strange behavior.
"Dog, this weekend has consisted of the freakiest moments of my entire life." She reached up and awkwardly ran that hand through her messy hair. "I don't know how I'm supposed to be acting right now, or what's even actually normal. Seriously"
 
"Dog, this weekend has consisted of the freakiest moments of my entire life." She reached up and awkwardly ran that hand through her messy hair. "I don't know how I'm supposed to be acting right now, or what's even actually normal. Seriously"
"Don't call me Dog." Wolfram huffed under his breath, shooting a sharp glare at her. "I suppose there is no right way to act, and there is no...normal, because, hello, forty something percent of the population has some sort of power, shape shifting, elemental or otherwise, but...just don't laugh like that again. It's seriously freaky."
 
"Don't call me Dog." Wolfram huffed under his breath, shooting a sharp glare at her. "I suppose there is no right way to act, and there is no...normal, because, hello, forty something percent of the population has some sort of power, shape shifting, elemental or otherwise, but...just don't laugh like that again. It's seriously freaky."
"Thought we already agreed on the nickname terms." Bleddyn casually wound her hand with hair until it was completely wrapped and her head was pulled to the right. "Okay, fine, then I'll just give deadpan stares all the time."
 
"Thought we already agreed on the nickname terms." Bleddyn casually wound her hand with hair until it was completely wrapped and her head was pulled to the right. "Okay, fine, then I'll just give deadpan stares all the time."
"No more Dog. Wolf is fine, Dog isn't." Wolfram muttered, and just shook his head when she wrapped her hair around her hand so much her head was tilted all the way to the side. "Do you have to be difficult?"
 
"No more Dog. Wolf is fine, Dog isn't." Wolfram muttered, and just shook his head when she wrapped her hair around her hand so much her head was tilted all the way to the side. "Do you have to be difficult?"
"I'm Bleddyn," she quipped, the spite dripping from her voice very evident. She let her hand unwind herself and then she was sitting straight up. "Difficult is the essence of my being. Therefore, I will keep calling you Dog."
 
"I'm Bleddyn," she quipped, the spite dripping from her voice very evident. She let her hand unwind herself and then she was sitting straight up. "Difficult is the essence of my being. Therefore, I will keep calling you Dog."
Wolfram sighed sharply, tugging at the strings of his sweatshirt until the hood tightened slightly around his head. "No. Not Dog. Wolf. It's not that hard, trust me."
 

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