«We Could Be Legends»

[Amer]

"I didn't make it up," Frosty replied irritability. "The guy who made them told me that was what they're called. Looking back on it, he was probably just messing with me." He grumbled. "Anyway, I'm curious, why'd you want to know about Alan, taxi-boy?" Frosty continued loudly.

Indigo couldn't stifle her laughter from the other side. "He..." likes me.(dying...
@FrankieDoodle come quick)

 

[HeavensHens88]

Sherri sighed with relief. "Throw it out the window, it may still work," Indigo said. She flicked a switch and a nearby window opened. Sherri poked out a hesitant hand weighted by the metal. She threw it out on the street and it fell with a clatter of metal. Sherri jolted her hand back in, barely missing the retreating window pane.
Sherri then rubbed her wrist on her left hand. The edge of metal caught on it, and she could see dark red droplets on the pale, freckled skin. "Ow," she muttered. But it didn't really hurt like she expected. She wasn't thinking about that, but of what happened over a century ago, but all too soon. People died. Millions. They're just going to add a few more zeros to that number this time.
The Holocaust. That's a horrible, cruel name, Sherri shuddered, remembering the stories she'd heard, all of them true.
So cruel, to eliminate an entire race. Or at least try. Have we got nothing to show? I don't think so. We can succeed. Grim determination was set on her jaw. No complaining. No worrying. This was a fight for her life. She wasn't going down without a fight.
She would survive.

"Eh, that doesn't have such a nice ring to it," Indigo replied.

(Once I saw a Cochin bantam at Ohio International drinking coffee out of a cup someone accidentally left by her cage.)

Bleddyn poked Sherri in an attempt to get her out of her creepy stupor. "Hey, that thing with Dog-Wolfram earlier..."
Her face proceeded to go an intense shade of red when she realized she hadn't thought this out at all.
And why am I starting this conversation?

 

[Amer]

Bleddyn poked Sherri in an attempt to get her out of her creepy stupor. "Hey, that thing with Dog-Wolfram earlier..."
Her face proceeded to go an intense shade of red when she realized she hadn't thought this out at all.
And why am I starting this conversation?

Sherri turned and looked at Bleddyn's blue eyes, red face, and blond hair. "You have the three primary colors on your face right now. Continue."

 

[HeavensHens88]

Sherri turned and looked at Bleddyn's blue eyes, red face, and blond hair. "You have the three primary colors on your face right now. Continue."

Bleddyn thought about turning corrosive enough to burn through the floor of the car and fall out, never to return. Her face had worsened at Sherri's words and now felt as if someone had dunked her in scalding water and left her to dry beneath a scorching sun.
"Uh...pretty....he said," she began unevenly, then blurted the rest out in a wild stream. "I don't think he like actually like likes me, but it's weird. Just...how do I make it stop?"

 

[Amer]

Bleddyn thought about turning corrosive enough to burn through the floor of the car and fall out, never to return. Her face had worsened at Sherri's words and now felt as if someone had dunked her in scalding water and left her to dry beneath a scorching sun.
"Uh...pretty....he said," she began unevenly, then blurted the rest out in a wild stream. "I don't think he like actually like likes me, but it's weird. Just...how do I make it stop?"

"I'd be happy to have attention, but not by him," Sherri was happy to share the secret of girly gossip with this tomboyish child. "Normally, either you shame them, or show them how incompatible you are together, but in this case I don't think those tactics will work." She had the face of a strategist, moving pawns. She spread her hands.
And then Indigo took another very illegal turn and she bonked her head on a window. "Ow, that didn't hurt."
Sherri recovered from the sudden blow, staring at the bow stretched out in the back. "What's wrong with him?"

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(well then.)

 

[Rose Quartz]

(well then.)

(what?)

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"I didn't make it up," Frosty replied irritability. "The guy who made them told me that was what they're called. Looking back on it, he was probably just messing with me." He grumbled. "Anyway, I'm curious, why'd you want to know about Alan, taxi-boy?" Frosty continued loudly.

Indigo couldn't stifle her laughter from the other side. "He..." likes me.(dying...
@FrankieDoodle come quick)

Toby's eyes widened and his face had a slight reddish tint to it. "Um, what? No way, I was not asking about her. We're not having this conversation. Keep this up and I'll give you to Charlie. His wife makes a great chicken soup." He said nervously, his foot pressing against the gas more. His fingers drummed nervously on the steering wheel, and he quickly turned the radio up a little louder.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(what?)

(lol idk why I posted that)

 

[Thing2]

"Okay." Jenna said, and pulled out of the driveway. The park wasn't far away from her house, so they got there relatively fast. She parked her car and looked around, quickly spotting a girl with pink wings. She got out of the car and walked towards Jessi. "Mom! Glad you guys are okay." Jessi said and embraced her in a tight hug.

Brisa turned at the sound of the car’s engine, a relieved smile breaking over her face. “Oh, thank goodness. I was really starting to worry.” She exclaimed, heading over by the van. “Do you have any news of the others?”