The Box Chat.

I worked... On untying a peice of string for TWO HOURS until my mom ordered me to stop because I was "making her crazy". It was at my sisters soccer.game. Annnd I gotta go again

wzait, just an houlf and a.half

O.o

*Busts door down* *runs in with shotgun and bag of liverworst (for distractions)* I'M HERE, ABBIE. NOW WHERE ARE THEY?! WHERE ARE THE NAZI SONS OF... *glances back at texts* oh... you meant... um... you meant fight German HOMEWORK, didn't you? *chuckles sheepishly* *hides shotgun behind back* IIIII got ya...

Livestock Fairy: *has the body of a really teeny tiny cow, the wings of a chicken, the head of a goat, and the tail of a pig* "I heard somebody here wanted a chicken?!" *pulls out a wand that looks like a mini rake* *looks at Spire* *taps the ground* *a chicken plant appears* *the chicken plant grows a chicken, and the chicken walks over to Spire*

XD
AHHH a chicken of my own! *huggles chicken*

xD yes, german HOMEWORK! *shakes head* You're so bad, Timmi.... *facepalm* what would we do without you.......

Whazzup people? Prince Lawrence is dying so I may mysteriously dissapear, but I will be on later! *pinky promises* *shoves Cricket back into scene* Y'know Crick, I use you an awful lot. Whadda you say we shake things up, add in a charrie? Winnie mehbeh? Or Warden?

Cricket: "No thanks!"

Livestock Fairy: Whoooooo.... *flies off*

xD I dunno, get some homework done?

Marley: "OH MY FRIGGEN GOSH, DOES NOBODY CARE THAT I GOT BLOODY SHOT IN THE FREAKING LEG?!"

Cricket: "Again? Bad luck, friend! Is there a hospital in th' white void 'ere?"

Marley: "I dunno..." *bites back another scream*

Wisp: *glances over* You're not going to bleed out...
Ami: *glares over, frowning*
Wisp: Well, she's not.

Marley: "Wait, I'm not?" *glances down at leg which is GUSHING blood, not convinced*

Wisp: Didn't hit an artery. Pressure will stop it, most likely.
Ami: *crosses her arms* /That's/ encouraging...
Wolf: *sighs* So long as it stops soon... *grits fangs annoyed*

Marley: *starts getting dizzy* "Pressure, okay, right. Um..." *grabs bag* *uses strap of bag to tie off leg* "Ta-da?"

Wolf: *bites her lip, takes a breath* *leans in, licks her wound shut* *pulls back, gives a small smile* "Ta-da."

Marley: "Annd I'll cut that bullet out later, I guess" *makes less then happy face* *looks at Wolf* "And thanks" *smiles* *stands up*

Cricket: *blinks awake from the void his writer left him in as she was in play practice* "What'd I miss?"

Marley: "My leg is healed, but the bullet's still in there. Nothing too big"

Cricket: "Ahh, just don't go through any metal detectors anytime soon and you're fine." *relaxes against wall again*

Marley: "Noted"

We need to jazz up this shindig! What writers are feeling evil today? We should bring in some baddies!

I'M FEELING EXTREMELY EVIL

THEN LET'S BE EVIL ENDE

Spiro: *phases into the room quietly, watching around* *sees Marley's previously-bleeding wound* *clicks his tongue*