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Lislchen
...it seemed she had. Why was he not suprised that she had agreed on trying to crack a walnut with the Beater's Bat? Not that he knew her or anything but she just seemed like the girl who liked to do that. Especially right now.
Without hesitation - he had his ways to defend himself, should she attack him - Jeremy handed her the Beater's Bat. "Here you go." Smiling he went to stand in the aisle between the first two desks of the classroom. He had decided it was probably safer if he stood on that side of the room. In case she like went crazy with the bat or something. Hormonal teenage girls could be dangerous. He would know.
"Of course not." He replied with a shake of his head as if the idea was simply outrageous to even consider.
YES!
Snatching Taking the beater's bat out of the Professor Guy's hands, Destiny made her way to stand in front of the walnut. Sure, it was on the floor and all, but she could still clobber the shell out of it. They should definitely have a lesson on walnut cracking, and maybe when the Professor sees how good of a job
she does, he will consider it. Hehe.
Leaning the bat against the guy's desk, she quickly rolled up her sleeves, making sure to give a little smirk in the direction of her arch enemy, Arya. The Raccoon Girl should be scared. TERRIFIED even!
Destiny was feeling evil.
Once her sleeves were rolled up, she picked up the bat by the handle, and raised it a little before bringing it down on the walnut, sorta like a jackhammer. Of course she didn't hit the walnut on the first try, so she had to try again.
She raised the bat and brought it down again.
BANG!
There would probably be a dent on the floor.
BANG!
It'll look like a meteor hit the classroom.
CRAAAAACK!
MWAHAHA!!
After moving her hair out of her eyes, she raised her arms, while still holding the bat, in triumph. She KNEW those bats would crack walnuts!
"LOOK! Perfect for walnut cracking!" she exclaimed, lowering her arms.
"You," she pointed the bat at the Professor,
"gonna eat that?" she moved the bat to point at the very dead walnut.
If the Professor didn't want it, Destiny was sure a certain little raccoon girl would.