forum An RP Idea That I Just Came Up With [OPEN!]

Started April 26, 2018 by @Ervie

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Lucas flinched again. "Er, only one of them." He lied. "I wasn't hungry enough for both."

Aaliyah raised an eyebrow, “Well wasn’t it really sweet?”

"He killed a bird in the process."

"I did not! You killed the bird! I just wanted to feed them. And yeah, er, very sweet. You should tell the nurse to lay off the honey."

“Liar, the waffles were salty.” Aaliyah said, “I muttered how about how ‘sweet’ it was to see if you had any objections.”

(GTG D:)

(NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
"You allowed me to kill the bird by throwing away good food. You should be thankful for what you got! I never had food like that growing up!"

Lucas's heart pounded. "Well, maybe I thought they were sweet. They do have honey on them."
(Noooooooooooooo)

"Well you're welcome to have mine! I don't want it!"

"I.. Don't… Like… Waffles!" He hissed throwing it at Lucas's feet. "Stop breaking the law by littering!"

"It's not littering if the birds eat it! Food's okay to throw out, just not paper and stuff."

"But you threw this on someone's roof when you casted it out the window."
(Lol, we're taking over @TheOne Rp!)

"Birds can fly!"
(I think they've been dead for a while lol)

Thatcher took a step forward and stared down at the smol child, "And what do you think the owner thinks about you throwing food on their house?" Then someone knocked on the door.

Lucas's ears pricked up, and he went to open the door.

Lucas's heart pounded. "Well, maybe I thought they were sweet. They do have honey on them."
(Noooooooooooooo)

“They still tasted salty.” Aaliyah said, “I would know because I actually ate mine.”

"Whatever." Lucas sat down on the bed, not making eye contact with Aaliyah. "Why do you care that I don't want to eat? It doesn't affect you."

Aaliyah raised an eyebrow, “It does.”

Thatcher stood frozen, staring at the door that just made a knocking sound. He wanted to leap out the window and run by his legs would not move. It knocked again and this time the door swung open and the misters walked in, "Thatcher Wren? What are you doing here?"

"How?" Lucas looked up at the mistress, not fully processing the problem.

"Mam," Thatcher said bowing his head, "I-I'm doing no harm."

"Trespassing and harassing my kids? You're getting worse." Her black striped tail swung impatiently, "I gave you a chance last time, but not this time." Placing her ringed hand in her pocket she clicked sometime… Something that would alert someone else.

“Because if you slowly starve yourself to death, I would be sad. And if you have an eating problem, I would also be sad. Or if you’re sad, I would also be sad.”

"I… I-I don't have an eating problem! I'm f-fine!" Something in Lucas's eyes clicked. "Er, ma'am. M-Mistress, you… y-you really don't have to do that…"