"Ow. (-#-)"
"Hold still Penny. I'm almost done bandaging."
The Witch frowned.
She finally understood the meaning of 'Curiosity killed the cat' when she got rugby tackled for being curious over a pair of regular scissors.
"... I was planning to make it up to you by making a sweater."
"You don't need scissors in knitting."
"I can't knit. I can only cut and sew."
"That's not how making a wool sweater works!"
"GYAAAAAAAH! FREDERIC CHOPIN! WE'RE A YOUNG COUPLE, YET WHY IS THERE SUCH A RIDICULOUS GENERATION GAP BETWEEN US!"
"... I'm too tired to know."
Frederic Chopin sighed. He still hadn't finished the mess back in the kitchen. And it looked like it was going to rain soon, so he had to bring in the clothline back in, or his week worth of hard work would be wasted.
... But he was the type of person who didn't like to leave anything unfinished.
Be it composition or bandaging a girl's head, he would finish it through.
"I SAID 'OW', D*MN IT!"
"Your hair is too fluffy. It's getting in the way."
"NEVER SAY THAT TO A GIRL, CHOP-CHOP! IT'S NO BETTER THAN DANCING ON THE BOX OF CHOCOLATE WE SPENT HOURS MAKING!"
"... I can't eat chocolate, I'm allergic to cocoa."
"That's not what I'm trying to saaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"
Someone ended up pulling at their fluffy blonde hair again, like a mad man h*llbent on taking over the world.
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