{{Ever fucked up your reputation so bad on a blog that when you actually DO learn how to write a certain character properly, & come back, no one’s interested, by that point? LOL.}}
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“Well either ‘e did or 'e didn’. You can’ near die.”
❝T’at’s what you t’ink.❞
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{🌼} “What–? You’re not MAKING sense, Jim.”
❝Oh - I am sorry. Were you expecting me to?❞
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{🌼} “You NEVER used to give warnings before.”
❝Oh, I know. Isn’t it fun? You don’t know where you stand.❞
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Yes, Yes I Know
John knew someone coming to complain when he seen them, or in this case heard them. The way they stomped up the stairs was a dead giveaway. He buried his head in his hands, mumbling a curse.
“What’s happened? Give me the short version…”
Jim hopped up the staircase, making sure John would hear every single beat. He was feeling especially playful, that day, and all but skipped in to the room.
❝Johnny boy - my old friend, buddy, pal! Long time, no see!❞
Yes, he knew how annoying he was, and yes, he was doing it on purpose.
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“Stop talking, if you know what is good for you, you will be quiet right now.”
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{OPEN}
“I suppose so. Are you waiting for my father? Because you’ll be disappointed to know he’s busy and won’t have time for your games.”
❝Silly goose - I know all about your Father, and his little adventure. I’m here to see you.❞
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{🌼} “Yet here we are; here I am. That never stopped you before.”
❝Well, t’en you might want to sit down for t’is one.❞
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“You are lying to me. Did you or did you not kill him?!”
❝Oh, please, I wouldn’t be so obvious if I had.❞
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“Yes you! Tell me what the hell happened here!”
❝I didn’t touch him, sweetheart; calm your anxious, little mind!❞
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A curious little driod was one way of many to discribe the small white orb with a trim of orange. For good and bad was where the curious nature could end up leaving him, that, along with approaching strangers without thinking first. Which is just what he did.
“Booep Zhii! Beeop!”
[Down here! Hello!]
God - sometimes, Sherlock could be so damn predictable. And yet, it still remained he was Jim’s champion distraction from the boredom of everyday life. Turning up late to keep him waiting? Jim had already predicted that, and had turned up late, himself, to compensate. What he hadn’t anticipated, however, was the little droid that soon approached him. Was this some kind of joke? Whatever it was, it quickly acquired a sniper’s target, much to Jim’s amusement as he gazed down at the strange contraption.
❝...How adorable.❞
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{OPEN}
“Perfect…then all is as it should be. Is there something Daddy wanted….?”
❝Come here.❞
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{🌼} - “Frightening is a better word. I want to know what happened.”
❝No, you don’t. You wouldn’t like it.❞
