ARE.. ARE YOU SURE? I SWEAR IM ANNOYING YOU. IVE SENT IT FIVE TIMES. WHAT IS THIS TRICKERY?(And now I’m panicking because I think Im just annoying Blair now..
And Tumblrs actually been sending them..
And she’s just ignoring them like, Fuck that annoying bitch..
I’m just gonna go sit in a corner and try to calm my paranoia..)NO
NO BABY, I’M NOT
I HAVEN’T GOTTEN ANYTHING FROM YOU
I LURV YOU
(And now I’m panicking because I think Im just annoying Blair now..
And Tumblrs actually been sending them..
And she’s just ignoring them like, Fuck that annoying bitch..
I’m just gonna go sit in a corner and try to calm my paranoia..)
(YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING SERIOUS, TUMBLR.
IVE SENT THAT QUESTION TO WINGLESS-FREAK FOUR TIMES.
IT BETTER FUCKING WORK.)
((hmm. trying to decide whether to start reading homestuck or not. oh. in other news..
HELLO TK THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING ME YOU BEAUTIFUL CREATURE~))
((o3o rebloging on here since there’s some people i know follow me on this that like homestuck~)
Dear Tracy/Sir,
I guess I work for you. You have a nice laugh, though you make me frightened a bit.
You should smile a bit more. Someday I will be a caseworker just like you. You + me = Wingless freaks
If I saw you now I’d smile and say hello. I want to work really hard for you. I
would build a pair of wings just
for you. If I could sing you any song it would be Wind Underneath My Wings.
We could talk under the stars.
Love,
Steph
(P.S. OhgodImshaking. I had no idea what to put for this. SIR. :U)
(So my friend just told me that tomorrow she’s going to get me a present. That present includes a huge bag of pixie sticks with USB’s hidden in it and a picture of Tracy on the front. Im not sure how to feel about this.)
(I’m on my iPad so I can’t respond to messages.. So andersam5, best cat fight ever! And of course! I have nothing better to do anyway.. Except, you know, homework. Which I should be doing, actually..)
She barred her teeth and tried to restrain from punching her in the spot. “Of course..” She made her way out the room, slamming the door behind her.She paused, Sams words clicking in her head. She regretfully lowered her hand from her neck and the blade from her wing. “I.. Guess you’re right.. I hadn’t really thought much about that. But you know one of these days those pretty little wings of yours are coming off; either by him, or me.” She spat angrily, stepping back and slowing walking backwards to the door.“Funny words to come from a victim…” She choked. “Need I remind you that you’re threatening something that already belongs to your beloved Tracy? He wouldn’t like you taking my wings when I’ve already promised them to him” She tried to repress it, but a small smile came to her face. “ooohh that’d make him hate you wouldn’t it? Then you’d have to find another job because he’d never want to work with you again, am I correct?”
“Make sure you get a front row seat, Tickets are going fast…” Sam muttered as she rubbed her neck. “Give my regards to your wingless boss for me, got it?”
She paused, Sams words clicking in her head. She regretfully lowered her hand from her neck and the blade from her wing. “I.. Guess you’re right.. I hadn’t really thought much about that. But you know one of these days those pretty little wings of yours are coming off; either by him, or me.” She spat angrily, stepping back and slowing walking backwards to the door.She gasped, all the air escaping her lungs and she fell backwards on her back. “Oho, that’s taking it a bit too far..” She scowled and wit almost impossible speed pushed Sam against the wall and held her there, a hand on her throat and blade on the base of her wings. “This has nothing to do with that, alright? I just.. Finally understand what he means by winged fairies are so annoying.. Always thinking he’s going to do something bad!”Sam grimaced “No, What I theorized was that someone…” She slipped backwards a bit, brought her right leg up and pushed hard against Steph’s stomach “…HAS A SERIOUS CASE OF STOCKHOLM SYNDROME!” Taking the moment, Sam skittered sideways along the wall, facing Steph, towards the office door.
Sam noted that Stephs breathing was ragged as her lungs recovered air, Her eyes reflecting the pain that the fall on her back had caused. Sams left wing had been smashed at a painful angle when she had pinned her to the wall, and the right one had the knife pressed against it. Gritting her teeth to hide the slight pain Sam did her best to tilt her head to the side.
“Funny words to come from a victim…” She choked. “Need I remind you that you’re threatening something that already belongs to your beloved Tracy? He wouldn’t like you taking my wings when I’ve already promised them to him” She tried to repress it, but a small smile came to her face. “ooohh that’d make him hate you wouldn’t it? Then you’d have to find another job because he’d never want to work with you again, am I correct?”
