Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150928011955/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151003115605

CC had caught a guy. Weird. And heavy. Too stunned to speak, even with the helpful narration explaining, she just stared at him. She didn't even yell at him for his lame joke.

And then the sky exploded and peed glitter on them. CC, being so uninmaginably shiny already, now looked like some sort of heavenly glitter being (GOD HOW DOES SHE DO THAT?!). Kingsley, of course, was more negatively affected, more in mood than looks.

"GET OFF HER YOU CREEP!" Kingsley screeched and yanked Bas off CC.

Overly protective best friend. It didn't happen often. But when it did, well you saw what happened earlier.

"So, how was that? Happy Hallowe'en, nerds!"

Having regained her ability to speak in her harsh, and this time, rather dramatic and overreactive, way, CC looked up at Spella and lost whatever dignity (I said she had adorableness, but never mentioned much dignity) she had in her fairy dress. And the CC-ness began.

"YEAH 'CAUSE I'M REALLY GONNA HAVE A SPELLA HALLOWEEN DRESSED AS A WALKIN' DISCO BALL. GO INFLICT YOUR LONELINESS ON SOMEONE ELSE, WILL YAH, NERD! GO DUMP A BUCKET OF SPARKLES ON YOUR OWN DAMN HEAD IF YOU FIND IT SO AMUSING! OR BETTER YET, DO IT IN FRONT OF A MIRROR AND YELL AT YOURSELF 'HAPPY HALLOWEEN, NERD'! " CC's head began to pound, and as if repaying the favour, she fainted onto Bas.