forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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(I ALMOST MADE LATA SAY THIS: "Excuse you, but might I remind you I'm 13? I'm not old as dirt or an addict to coffee like you are, Sam.")
"Stop being offended, Sam. It's personal preference," she said, joining in the argument. She didn't understand how he could drink something so bitter. It was his choice, but she hadn't acquired the taste of it. She'd only ever had it black and hated it.

Cas snickered again. "Yeah, Sam. Stop being offended," he said, mimicking Lata. Sam scowled, putting a hand over Cas's mouth.

"Oh shut-Wait. What the hell?" he said, moving his hand as he realized he had touched some of the aloe. "What the hell is this? Do you make goop too? That's disgusting," he said, wiping his hand off on Cas's tank top. The god sat there, looking a mix of mortified and offended

Lata only laughed at his reaction. He was a god and yet was disgusted by a little goo?

"It's not goo!" Cas said, offended. "It's aloe!" Sam still looked vaguely grossed out though

This made Lata laugh even harder, nearly coughing from doing so.
"You scared of aloe, Sam?" she asked through fits of giggles.

Lucy heard footsteps and felt a presence standing diagonal to her. She opened her eyes and looked up from her spot, instantly frowning at the tall brunette standing over her. “Oliver,” she greeted curtly.

The man, Oliver, looked over, giving a smile. “You come here to? Thought you’d be holed up in the cabin all day.”

“Don’t give me that shit, you know damn well that I’d be here today,” she snapped, rising to her feet.

“You cut your hair,” he said, reaching to touch the strands, but she slapped his hand away. “Clarice was my child too, Lucia. You seem to forget that quite often.”

“Believe me, I remember. But you were not there. You have no right to say anything like that. You-“ she stopped, taking in a shuddering breath, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment.

"What the hell is aloe?! Is it a disease?! Are you diseased?!" Sam said, scooting his chair away from Cas. Cas started to cackle, waving his arms.

"Honhohon, it is I, the aloe monster!" he said, scooting closer to Sam

Lata played along with Cas, leaning away in mock fear, ending up falling out of her chair. How old was Sam and he didn't even know what aloe was?

Cas started to cackle loudly, pointing at Lata as he doubled over. Sam, deciding his true form was better equipped to deal with this, poofed into his lion form and hopped onto the very top of the back of his chair. How physics allowed this, no one may know

"Sam, get off of the chair, you're too big to fit!" Lata exclaimed, still on her back from falling. She couldn't get up. Too busy laughing.