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AmbiguouslyMe · 09-12-2009, 05:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Lowlow

Willie looked back at the older girl and Jake, about to tell them goodbye so they would leave him and Ti alone to discuss some serious matters, when all of the sudden he heard a soft groan. Turning his head, his eyes looked at the young boy, noticing his face was turning greener. Furrowing his brows, he was about to ask him what was wrong, but the boy had already expressed it in his vomit.

That landed on his shoes.

His only shoes.

"BLOODY--" He cut off, standing up and staring down at his shoes, murder flaring in his eyes. WHAT HAD THE BOY DONE?! He DARED to throw up on Willie's shoes?! Willie glared down at the boy and instantly what came next was simply out of instinct. His hands reached out, grabbing the boy's front shirt and pulling him up against him. "You litt'e buggah!" Willie snarled, shaking the boy a bit, honestly not caring if he threw up in his face right now "I'mmaa show you a thing or two! THROWIN UP ON ME SHOETH?! MY ONLY SHOETH! I THWEAR YE'LL BE PAYIN' FOR THIS, BOY"

Willie Crocker, had lost his mind.

God help him. Tibi, that is.

All of the color instantly drained out of Tibi's face, leaving only a pale sick green tint behind. His eyes immediately started to tear, and there was still a small bit of sick stuck to his chin.

The more Willie yelled, the worse Tibi felt, and he simply burst into tears, yelling, yelping and sobbing.

"I... I... I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" *sob* *snort* *sniffle* "It.. it was an acccident!" *sob* *sob* *gulp* "Sssstop grabbing... you're *sob* hurting *SOB* me!" *WAIL*

Tibi's stomach churned again, as his mind raced with all the terrible things Willie might do to him, now.

09-12-2009, 05:33 PM	#132 (permalink)
AmbiguouslyMe SA & DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Boston Posts: 6,676 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hazel Martin-Pryce First Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4	I was afraid that might happen Granddaddy Ravenclaw \| \| Jermione Granger Quote: Originally Posted by Lowlow Willie looked back at the older girl and Jake, about to tell them goodbye so they would leave him and Ti alone to discuss some serious matters, when all of the sudden he heard a soft groan. Turning his head, his eyes looked at the young boy, noticing his face was turning greener. Furrowing his brows, he was about to ask him what was wrong, but the boy had already expressed it in his vomit. That landed on his shoes. His only shoes. "BLOODY--" He cut off, standing up and staring down at his shoes, murder flaring in his eyes. WHAT HAD THE BOY DONE?! He DARED to throw up on Willie's shoes?! Willie glared down at the boy and instantly what came next was simply out of instinct. His hands reached out, grabbing the boy's front shirt and pulling him up against him. "You litt'e buggah!" Willie snarled, shaking the boy a bit, honestly not caring if he threw up in his face right now "I'mmaa show you a thing or two! THROWIN UP ON ME SHOETH?! MY ONLY SHOETH! I THWEAR YE'LL BE PAYIN' FOR THIS, BOY" Willie Crocker, had lost his mind. God help him. Tibi, that is. All of the color instantly drained out of Tibi's face, leaving only a pale sick green tint behind. His eyes immediately started to tear, and there was still a small bit of sick stuck to his chin. The more Willie yelled, the worse Tibi felt, and he simply burst into tears, yelling, yelping and sobbing. "I... I... I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" sob snort sniffle "It.. it was an acccident!" sob sob gulp "Sssstop grabbing... you're sob hurting SOB me!" WAIL Tibi's stomach churned again, as his mind raced with all the terrible things Willie might do to him, now.