Post by amelia on Sept 24, 2007 5:57:21 GMT -5
Take these animals again,
And wrap your ropes around them.
Let the demon take you in,
And tell us stories about him.
And wrap your ropes around them.
Let the demon take you in,
And tell us stories about him.
Little miss twinkle toes was wandering the halls with a wolf pup held securely in her arms. 'Twas the the gift her younger brother, Vlad, had given to her as a going away gift. It pleased her to know he actually put some thought into it. Even going so far as to make it a wolf instead of just a dog. A lovely name he had too - Phantr. It made her all giggly for reasons unknown. Even the tag made her all giggly. Apparently her wrath was scary one that could instill fear in even the most harmful of creatures. At least where Cain and Vlad were concerned. They both feared Valerie and Amelia's temper. Sad, sad fate. They were supposed to be the big strong men in the family. It certainly didn't turn out that way.
A glance was spared to her surroundings and she frowned in the slightest. "This looks familiar doesn't it Phantr? I fell like we've already went by here before..." She felt Phantr shift and glanced down at him to see his eyes roaming the walls. She shrugged slightly as her mind drifted off to other topics. It mostly rested on a room. A very pretty room decorated for a slumber party and all these other things. She sighed and started to walk once more only to be stopped when she spotted something in her peripheral vision. A door? That's odd. I could almost swear it wasn't there a moment ago...
Cautiously she approached it, carefully turning the knob and pushing the door fully open. Her visible blue-gray eye widened in shock then awe. It was just as she imagined! A black sleeping bag with blue swirls on it and a smaller bed next to it, also black yet with golden swirls on it. The floor was carpeted [yeah!] with fuzzy black... carpeting. The walls were a soft blue color and there was popcorn and soda... even candy! Candy corn to be exact. She loved that sugary food. It made her all warm and fizzy inside. There was even some meat for little Phantr to feast on.
A delighted little grin danced on her lips as she stepped inside and slowly shut the door behind her. Her converse covered feet shuffled across the floor to the larger, black and blue sleeping bag. She placed Phantr on the black and gold one carefully. On automatic her hand came up to push the hair back on the left side of her face but she stopped short, letting said hand drop to her side. That wouldn't be the smartest idea... Especially if someone was to walk in while she was here. So with a shrug she lifted the bowl of candy corn into her lap and started her feasting. This stuff would always be good to eat! =]
It was amazing how when she was around other people, she seemed so calm and quiet. Yet when alone so much more hyper and full of life. And she was little miss twinkle toes... and werewolves do it better.