” first of all, how could I cheat? second of all why would I cheat? I’m just that good don’t see any reason to resort to dirty tricks. “ a smirk, all too at home on his face, dances across his delicate features. yeah he’s not smug in the least. ” a million? wow mabel, didn’t know you had that much. I don’t even have a million dollars. bot fighting is lucrative, but not quite that much. why don’t we just stick to twenty? “
'I dunno. You probably used your weird sciencey biz to CREATE something to help you cheat. I mean, I don’t really blame you. I am pretty hard to beat in Attic Mini Golf, so I can see how that would drive you to cheat. You still shouldn’t have done it though !!‘
A GRIN is easily masked by the curl of her lip && the extend of her elbow as she jabs it lightly into his ribcage.
'Pffft, of course I have that much, Hiro. I don’t bedazzle for free, you know. But I guess I can settle for twenty dollars, if you’re really willing to LOSE !!’
❝Just flip the switch on the buckle. Once it’s activated, ghosts won’t be able to lay a hand on you. Touch my arm if you don’t believe me.❞
While he was glad she accepted the offer, “does it really work” was a song he had heard too many times from too many people. What was one mild electric shock compared to a child’s protection?
She’s excited in reaching for the switch ;; fingers trail along the length of the item for the switch he mentioned. She’ll find it easily ( it’s hard to miss, really ) && in her excitement she’ll flip it on with a grin && the nod of her head. Mabel will pause though, his words finally dawning on her once the excitement had worn away.
'I’m not gonna hurt you, am I ? 'Cause if I am, I definitely don’t wanna do this. I think I’d rather take your word for it then possibly hurt you.’
She’s quiet for the first time in hours. It’s determination that prods tired arms to lift slowly upon request && it’s that same (determination ) that pulls tangled auburn tresses into her own palm. && she begins to braid. She’s practiced in this skill, fingers dancing through russet locks with ease. She lifts pieces of hair higher than others to curl the next around it && eventually she’ll smile because even in her tired state, the braid is more luxurious than any braid she’d ever given the other, much less herself. She’ll only stop when she reaches the end of her hair where the tangles lie. But tangles in lengthy auburn h a i r is just a firebreathing dragon in her mind ;;an enemy that’s easy to overcome. She’ll pause, fingers tapping against the teenagers skull as free fingers work to untangle the mess, && she’ll continue with tired lids && a smile that upturns along rose tinted cheeks with as much determination as before.
’You should brush your hair more often, Jane.’
AMUSEMENT is masked by annoyance, hazel hues rolling with only the ghost of a grin. She’ll work with heavy eyelids&& slow hands, pausing every minute or so with a sigh. The task doesn’t bother her, however, despite the annoyed glances she’ll cast at Jane through the mirror or the drawn-out sighs she mutters every minute or so. Lids droop for the fourth time that night && finally she pulls from the other, leaning back with a content S I G H.
he watches her with quiet amusement ( and perhaps a little anxiety, because what is going to happen to his face? he’s not too sure. ) & fingers curl into gentle fists on his lap. his gaze is scrutinizing, wat- ching the other work her way around the colors laid out,
and a muted sigh of relief escapes him as she follows through with his opinion. as it’s pushed onto his hands, he grasps onto them, amusement gracing soft features.
” — right. Well, I think these colors will work just fine, Mabel. “
” You know what’s best, after all. “
It wasn’t often she could give makeovers to someone. Most found it a childish activity, not willing to endure the TORTURE of sitting still for so long as she tinkered over them. && so the fact that he seemed to want to participate caused much more excitement than necessary. She pulls herself forward, grabbing the colors from his much larger hand && begins to study them. Hazel hues dart from her palm to his hushed stature multiple times, dark eyes squinting slightly in her concentration.
&& then she would straighten, lips quirking into the hint of a grin as she leans forward. The tubes of eyeshadow are pushed aside but one, which is opened the minute the others are thrown behind her. && then a brush is pulled from her bag with such haste that she almost manages to jab herself with it. Nimble fingers press to a delicate features with ease && it’s only a moment that she hesitates.
'You’re gonna look FLAWLESS,Tadashi. I onemillionpercent guarantee it.’
【♔】; ; ❛ you actually believe that shit ? yo, i mean, i don’t mean to be the skeptic asshole, but ghosts a i n ’ t real.”
‘Psssh, sure they are !! I’ve seen one with my own TWO EYES. They’re definitely real && definitely creepy. But if you don’t believe in ghost, that’s fine. Just don’t come running to me when they try to eat your soul&& stuff.’
An amused smile had made it’s way across the girl’s face as she looked at her best friend, shaking her head a bit.
“Mabel, you don’t have to pay me to get you a stuffed animal, I’ll do it for free.”
Jane’s agreement causes much more excitement than necessary, but still she throws herself onto the auburn with a wide grin.
‘Jane, have I ever mentioned how G R E A T of a best friend you are ? 'Cause you are pretty much the best of the best. 'But don’t worry—- this isn’t gonna be like last time. I have a whole PLAN on how to get this unicorn;; it’s pretty much foolproof.’
The amount of P E A C E watching the stars brought her was something not even she could understand. STARGAZING seemed to be the only thing that could calm her of the looming ticking her wrist, && so as the clock count down, she would s p r a w l herself over the roof && watch the stars. They TWINKLED above her, winking down on her silent figure &&, for a moment, she wished she were one of them. Radiant && beautiful, watching over the people who ambled across the Earth searching for their soulmate.
His presence (though neverunwelcome ) caused her to scowl. The QUIET && tranquility of the Earth is disturbed by his voice ;;he’s calling her name. It’s only the fallen sleeve of her sweater && the involuntary glance to her wrist that she knows why he has come.
00:00:00
He’s her friend ;;he’s someone she finds comfort in. Many times (albeit, he usually came to spend time with her b r o t h e r ), she found herself speaking to him. && although both of their timers have stopped && it feels as if a F I R E has been lit in her chest, she lets her head dangle from the side of the roof with a toothy grin.
‘Hey Wirt ? Do you wanna come watch the stars with me? I heard that there’s gonna be a SHOOTING STAR tonight. It could be fun !! What do say, s o u l m a t e?'
Jane’s sarcasm was a trait Mabel had become accustomed to. She had become too used to it, in fact, that she would resort to rolling her when the auburn made a witty remark. But today was not a day she was willing to put up with the sarcastic remark her best friend had to make && for a moment she pauses. Her fingers hesitate for just a second before interlocking themselves between the pale fingers hanging limp by Jane’s side.
She is compelled by nothing but ( anger) as she proceeds to S T O M P her way forward, the auburn in tow, && once out of earshot she stops, pulling her fingers from the grasp of the other. Her overdramatic nature has taken over && her arms are thrown up in an attempt at showing her obvious irritation.
’You know, what, Jane ? I’m gonna have to agree with you ! That was a SWELL party, don’t you agree ? We’re just gonna have to d o that again!!’
” first of all, how could I cheat? second
