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          A      LITTLE      SNEAKY      JEWEL       .                   so          much           like          herself        yet             she          saw           so            much            of            eric              in             her            too           .                what             a                perfect                     S A S S Y                  girl                     ;                       ariel            would             go                to                 hell                   for                   her                .                      ❝                 watch           that              tone                 ,                       young             lady                 .               one            would           believe            you             could               beat             these              rusted            creaky            fins              .                you            know             ,                    all            you           had             to               do              was              ask          .                ❞                                           

  “ what’s the fun in asking, though. “ a sneaky grin, much like one ariel herself has worn a thousand times, crosses the girls lips. she would do anything for her mother, but it was rare she actually got to see her like this -- well ... undignified, in a way. it was worth clinging to. without much warning,  body slides through water slick as could be, a teasing voice following. 

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               “ catch me if you can ? “

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Anna couldn’t help but keep a smile painted on her face as she nods to Melody to go on. After all, Arendelle’s greatest exports was chocolate along with fish and other things. But chocolate was always more popular and was one of the ginger princess’s favorite things, willing to share with everyone.
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❝ Yes, really Melody. ❞ Anna assured her before cupping her mouth from laughing too loud. Honestly she did see a little bit of herself in the young raven haired princess in line. ❝ Really, who can say those things ? And what’s frugtsalat ? It doesn’t sound very good, like lutefisk !
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  it’s easy to shove a bit of the chocolate in her mouth ( of course, making sure that her parents weren’t around to see ) and let out an appreciative moan. “ thank you ! “ the girl chirps, offering anna a sugary-grin. 

      “ oh, uh, it’s not actually bad in theory ? but in practice ... “     a shudder runs through the small girls body. “ imagine like --     a bowl of fruit. now imagine that fruit covered in oils, some of     them fishy, and then put chocolate or sugar on top. “ a tongue pokes    out in disgust. “ as if that’ll save it. “

 a beat, before. “ what’s ... lootfishk ?? “

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his face is quick to flush red with both embarrassment and anger at the situation- being flailed around like a marionette by melody. he tries to look around for one of his friends to save him, but none of them are coming to his rescue, that’s for certain. anybody he thought was his friend now qualifies as an enemy, or missing in the crowd. ( which likely also made them an enemy. )
im not a stick in the sand - i know my limits and i stick to them ! and my limits happen to be standing to the side of this repulsive pre-teen-and-young-teenager mess ! in an ( overly dramatic ) attempt at a desperate save from the situation, he gives a little hop -  just enough to tuck his legs under himself  and drop  like a sack of potatoes.  hoping that  by some odds,  this would allow him to entirely  escape from the situation.  Like he would slide under melodys legs  and run free,  musical style.
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  oh, but he doubts how strong mermaids were -- even a mermaid in her human form ( which melody was sure she was just locked in and would unlock, one day ) were incredibly stronger than the average human of their age. as preston tries to drop himself like potatoes, she’s compensating for it and swinging his now air-born body into a sort of twirl. he’s flying through the air for a good few seconds, as easily as a toy or small child, when she finally sticks the landing into a sort of dip, her grip on him tightening and eyes lit up with a sort of vindictive glee. 

                   it’s not often you get to torment gossipy jerks, after all. 

         “ like i said, a stick in the sand.        i would’ve thought someone like you would’ve             seen this as a chance to show everyone up.          or, at least, have some fun.  maybe you’re just            scared all these flopping guppies would show                you up ? i can understand that -- it’d be totally                   embarrassing for a theatre star. “ 

and maybe that’s a little mean, but he’d been mean himself, so it was justified, right ? probably.

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         “No, I don’t particularly think it is, nor do I think anyone could possibly break in here. Destroy everything on my desk. And then walk out.” It’s more amusing than frustrating, (lord knows how many times his bots wrecked the place or spayed him with something less friendly than water) but he probably should act like a responsible adult from time to time. Tony pulled out the handkerchief in his back pocket, grimacing at how that too even got soaked, before throwing it atop of the once-burning wreckage. 
          “How did this even happen?”
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  “ i mean, you don’t know ... “ and she’s giving up the whole plausible  deniability now. the tween pouts a bit, blowing some of her own wet hair out of the way now that the threat has been neutralized. there’s a  roll of paper towels near the wreckage that only got half soaked, so she tosses that tony’s way in order to try and gain some needed brownie points. 

              “ i got bored, “ and there’s a slight, sheepish shrug. “ so i tried to uh --                  freeze water midair. i managed. “ and then a look towards the machine,                   “ i just couldn’t ... unfreeze it fast enough ? “

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       it wasn’t as though he had planned to upset her when he’d taken the locket, but it would have been a lie to say that he didn’t find any amusement in her distress.  teasingly, peter dangled it in the air just out of reach, his eyes alight with glee each time she tried—and failed, to grab hold of it.
     “ it kinda’ sounds like you’re already flippin’ out   he answered with a laugh, as he casually swung the pendant round on the chain and into his palm.  upon closer observation, he noticed that it was a scallop made of gold, not unlike some of the mermaids’ precious treasures that they liked to adorn themselves with.  there was a distinct engraving on the front, and he absently followed its oddly looping and flowing curves with a single grubby finger, until he looked back down at her again.
      magic, huh?    the mention of it made him visibly intrigued, and for a fleeting moment, he felt tempted to obey her.  he moved to drop it, but before he could follow throught and return it to her, he paused.  a positively impish grin spread across his lips, and his hand closed over the necklace instead, ensnaring it in his grasp more securely.    all right, i’ll give it back… but you’ve gotta’ tell me what it’s supposed to do, first! 
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  she’s a little less amused with his antics, blue eyes following his grubby little fingers as they’re all over her locket. she gives herself away a bit, springing up as he nearly lets it fall -- only to miss again.  this really wasn’t fair. 

                           a frustrated pout pulls at her lips, knowing he wouldn’t                            find a music box of some mermaid kingdom to be the                            cool magic she promised. still, melody wants her stuff,                            and isn’t above embellishing the truth a bit. it’s all                            part of one big game, after all. 

“ i am not. wait until you actually get me mad. “ there’s a soft promise in her words, lips curled as she gestures for him to come closer. “ fine, fine, i’ll tell you -- butcha gotta keep it a secret. people have died to get their mitts on this thing, you know. “                     it’s only a second later, with a hushed whisper, she                      says her piece. “ if you open the locket right, it shows                      you images of the mermaid kingdom, and a map                      to the sea kings hidden treasures. “

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          Some things in life were never worth it – most things in Tony’s life rarely are. Which accounted for why there’s a magical teenager trying to put out the fire on the least flammable object in his whole basement. A feat, but he wouldn’t ever admit it. 
          “Are you aware I said I would be gone for about eight minutes? And what happened to, ‘I won’t touch anything?’
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  a startled shriek leaves her lips, hands flying and c o l d water                                   redirecting -- splashing straight into exasperated man’s face. he’s lucky it wasn’t ice, knowing her. a panicked, trying to seem innocent but knowing her hand is in the cookie jar type grin sets on her face, hands coming up in surrender.  “

                                 “ somebody probably broke in.                    eight minutes is really long time, dontcha think ? “

there’s a crash as the fire breaks down some of the poor object, sending said magical girl careening towards iron dad. 

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  “ betcha i can beat you there. “ her grin cocky, eyes shining with mischief, as if she knew something that ariel didn’t. “ unless you think you’re too  o l d  to swim that fast. “ mock caring, hand to her chest now. “ actually, maybe it’s better not to hurt your rusted, creaky fins. “

             she’s either going to get in heaps of trouble,                    or successfully bait her mother into a game.

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          THE POOR MAN WAS SCARED out of his wits! Words flew out of his mouth without thinking– most repetitive, such as “Get it off!” “My nose!” or “It hurts!” In his panic, there were a few insults aimed at the creature, most likely just making the crab pinch harder– oh, how he hated animals! They were all evil, every last one of them!
          HE’S SHAKING, HYPERVENTILATING with fear when Melody finally was able to remove Sebastian from his face. Hands shoot up to grasp his swollen, bleeding nose, and tears had formed in the corners of his eyes (but had not yet fallen.) “Why did you do that?”  He asks rhetorically– she’d  just told him, but  it didn’t make sense to him! What kind of normal person has a reflex to throw a crab at someone’s face? “What is wrong with you?”
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  melody yanks sebastian close to her chest, his pinchers flying out for   purchase and snipping onto her fingers in response, but she didn’t mind.  she deserved it, at this point. she inspects the crab with panic in her gaze, apologetic coos leaving her lips, even as she struggles not to laugh at the a n g e r  conveyed in such a tiny body. 

                             it was then that lefou’s screaming reminds her that he exists. 

 “ oh, gosh -- “ her own nose scrunches up in sympathy at the red dripping down his face. “ sorry, i thought you were -- i didn’t ?? “ her french isn’t necessarily the best, but she understood the sentiment pretty well.                                                                    “ i get that a lot. “ 

“ i’d offer bandages, but all I have is uh... ? “ cloth is torn from britches then, shoving it up at lefou’s abused nose. “ it’ll stop the bleeding, at least ?? “

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— ❝ oh shit , melody                                                               he stumbles,                         almost tripping over his own feet at the unexpected movement.                                       his voice falls into a strangled noise of protest                                                 as he’s pulled out onto the floor                                                he’d so carefully been avoiding.                                          how could such a tiny girl be so strong?                                                   strong enough to drag him                                                  to his pop-playlisted doom.
desperate attempts to tear himself away from the                                                           oddly powerful                                               convinced-she’s-a-mermaid girl                                                             proved futile,                            but she could not force him to move along to the music                                    like the other mess of campers attempted to.                                            ❝ melody , let me go .
he does his best                                                      to be firm in his tone,                               to regain his freedom to hover in the shadows and                                  just watch the fools tripping over their own feet                               ( the idea of asking them to ever do choreography                                    had been absolutely lost at the sight of it all. )                                                             but he knew,                                            however much he hated to admit it,                                                         chances were slim.                        ❝ i’m only going to take up space people could be using                                                    to flail their limbs around ! ❞ 
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  melody nearly cackles at preston’s protests, tiny grip around his wrists tightening firm --       making sure that no matter how he wriggles,                he has no choice of actually escaping

           it’s a lot easier holding a twink than holding a squirmy fish, actually.

  “ don’t be such a guppy. “ eyes rolling as she let’s her body move in time with the music again. ( she can’t force him to dance with her, but she can mime his arms with hers as she flails herself around, and that’s a solid starting place. ) 

                                 “ then maybe you should start flailing too, huh ?                                        i don’t think anyone minds. “ 

 and -- that’s it. what she was working for.  the other campers snickering and laughing the same way he had been. the few on the  sidelines the worst, though the one with the eyepatch looked near ready to rip melody’s hair out.  at least, until the red headed leader got her attention again. then, she was mooning and                 leaving her friend to the wolves.

                                    or, in this case, the fishes. 

             “ you’ve always been such a stick in the sand. “

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’ come on, what’s the big deal? ’

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lilo & stitch          ;;          ACCEPTING

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  “ oh no big deal, you’re just stealing from me ! “ her voice was near whining,              fingers stretching and stretching and stretching –reaching as high as they could, barely scraping the bottomof the poor locket which had become the main objectin a game of keep away only fun for   one   child. 

                        “ give it back, or i’ll flip out and drown you. “                          an empty threat – they both knew the                        other mermaids would never even let                                   her TRY

            so, mouth curving, she tries something she’s              almost at least half sure would work.                    “ plus, you don’t even know how to use it.                           you won’t get to see the kickingest                             magic e v e r if you don’t hand it                                   over. i’ll show you “

   and THEN she’d drown him. 

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◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.

  • ’ Why are you all wet? ‘ 
  • ’ Aloha! ’
  • ’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ‘ 
  • ’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’
  • ’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’
  • ’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’
  • ’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’
  • ’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’
  • ’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’
  • ’ No more caffeine for you. ’
  • ’ Did you lose your job because of me? ' 
  • ’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’
  • ’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’
  • ’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’
  • ’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’
  • ’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’
  • ’ I didn’t teach him that. ’
  • ’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’
  • ’ Leave my mother out of this. ’
  • ’ You are such a pain. ’
  • ’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’
  • ’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’
  • ’ I’m lost. ’
  • ’ Don’t interact with her. ’
  • ’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’
  • ’ Why do you act so weird? ’
  • ’ You look familiar. ’
  • ’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’
  • ’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’
  • ’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’
  • ’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’
  • ’ I hear you cry at night. ’
  • ’ Do you dream about them? ’
  • ’ You came back. ’
  • ’ Nobody gets left behind. ’
  • ’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ' 
  • ’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’
  • ’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’
  • ’ Are you.. happy? ’
  • ’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’
  • ’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’
  • ‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’
  • ’ We’d raise you to be good. ’
  • ’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’
  • ’ I read her diary. ’
  • ’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’
  • ’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’
  • ’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’
  • ’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’
  • ’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’
  • ’ Stupid head. ’
  • ’ Did you catch fire again? ’
  • ’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’
  • ’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’
  • ’ Do you want to be taken away? ’
  • ’ You’re just jealous 'cause I’m pretty! ’
  • ’ My friends need to be punished. ’
  • ’ Heard you lost your job. ’
  • ’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. ' 
  • ‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’
  • ’ He’s very persuasive. ' 
  • ’ I know you had something to do with this. ’
  • ’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’
  • ’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’
  • ’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’
  • ’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’
  • ’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’
  • ’ This is low even for you! ’
  • ’ You are all mine. ’
  • ’ You know I have no choice. ’
  • ‘  Please don’t do this. ’
  • ’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’
  • ’ She needs me. ’
  • ’ Leave me alone to die. ’
  • ’ What is that monstrosity? ’
  • ’ Does this look infected to you? ’
  • ’ You’d better not have rabies. ’
  • ’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’
  • ’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’
  • ’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’
  • ’ It has no place among us. ’
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