@Chameleon the Slytherpuff and Slitherpuff
(Sorry I'm not on much, I can only be on computer on weekdays.)
(Sorry I'm not on much, I can only be on computer on weekdays.)
Ryder gave a wicked grin. "Are you suuuuuuure?" He signed playfully.
(It's fine! Don't worry about it!)
"Yeah…" She said rubbing the back of her neck. "I'm really sorry. Your Dark was attacking Anti and they retaliated."
"YES!" Emile screeches. Margot chuckles.
"Ohh, are you okay?" Tim asks again.
"Hah, little Emi's in denial." He signed, his eyes sparkling with mischief, he felt at home when he was with Emile. Probably because when his dad was busy, Emile would take care of him.
Sam nodded her head. "Yeah! I'm fine. I was just worried about you and the whole…staby thing." She said, pointing out the stab wound.
(Bump?)
(Bump?)
"Ohh, yeah…" Tim looks down at the bandaging, as if suddenly realizing it's there, "Oww, that kinda hurts."
"Hah, little Emi's in denial." He signed, his eyes sparkling with mischief, he felt at home when he was with Emile. Probably because when his dad was busy, Emile would take care of him.
"You probably shouldn't try to move that much." She said.
"No I'm not!" Emile screeches, his voice cracking. Margot chuckles.
"No, I have to go check on Margot." Tim moves to sit up, then winces in pain and slumps back down.
"Your voice says otherwise." He signed in response, raising an eyebrow.
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it does." He said in a hoarse voice.
"Hey hey. Don't worry. She's alright." Sam said trying to push Tim back down. "She fine. I was with her until a minute or two ago."
"You spoke!" Forgetting the embarrassing subject they were just on, Emile leans over and pulls Ryder into a quick hug.
"No, she needs me…I…I need to be with her." Tim tries once again to sit up, failing miserably.
"You spoke!" Forgetting the embarrassing subject they were just on, Emile leans over and pulls Ryder into a quick hug.
Ryder rolled his eyes but gave a small smile. "I can talk, you know. It just hurts a bit." He said.
"Ohh! I have cough drops!" Emile leans over and grabs a bag off his desk, "Gotta stay healty so your ready to DEFEAT, THE HUNS!" Emile giggles.
Ryder just wiggles out of Emile's embrace and sets his head down on the desk.
"Woah!" She yelped as she caught Tim. "She's okay right now. Calm down." She said, holding onto him.
"Sorry…" Emile mutters weakly, "I know you don't like them, I guess I shouldn't have made such a Bug Time Rush with the pun before asking you first."
"No…someone might hurt her…I have to protect her…" Tim continues struggling until he's in a sitting position, although he's tilted to the side to not put pressure on his stab wound.
"Sorry…" Emile mutters weakly, "I know you don't like them, I guess I shouldn't have made such a Bug Time Rush with the pun before asking you first."
"I hate everything." He said feeling both like Logan and Virgil. As he thought this, one of his sides appeared, his Emotions. "Hey Castle, how youo doing?"
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