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The Unbirthday Song
Alice in Wonderland
Let’s all celebrate our unbirthday with this very accurate song.
and peanut butter
HOW COULD I FORGET PEANUT BUTTER?
Accept for ice cream ;D
Nooo. Ice cream comes on second place.
where can I add coffee into this?
Did you know you can walk on it?!
Okay, I wont. Promise!
Who would want to walk on custard? That’s just a waste of good stuff!
Oh please, Ice cream all the way
Nothing beats custard!
lil-fairy replied to your post: Custard is the best thing in the universe
Omg! I know, right?!
I could drink it all day if I just had enough
I will ask it to be my valentine next year shh, don’t tell Coffee
“Elle, I’d get up for you weather you’re hurt or not.” He said, purposely cheesy. Sean shrugged. “Guess I’ll have to heal ‘em all.” He didn’t mind, it wasn’t like it took up a lot of time. He first scanned Elle’s arms, finding a few cuts and scratches. He just ran his hand up and down her arm until they faded away. He then healed the small scratches on her face. They weren’t as bad as the ones on her upper arms. “Damn, whatever you fought with really didn’t like you.” He moved his attention to Elle’s neck to see a deeper cut just above her collar bone. It couldn’t have been that bad, or she wouldn’t have noticed that the pain was worse. “Ouch.” He repeated what he said earlier, resting his hand on her shoulder and stretching his thumb near to the wound. He was careful not to touch the wound in case it hurt her for a second. “I though you didn’t have a worst one. He shrugged, now moving his fingers around and rubbing his hands together, “Did I miss any?”
“Oh really?” Elle laughed and raised an eyebrow at him. “Even if I just said ‘pudding’ and then left?” She stood still while he healed her, just studying his face.
She shook her head when he asked if he had missed any wounds. “I don’t think so. Thanks.” She smiled and sat down on her bed. Even though they were best friends and had gone through pretty much everything together, she felt slightly stupid. She didn’t know why. Maybe because she thought she could take care of herself more than this, even if she couldn’t remember anything of what had happened.
“Sean, I think I attacked Celia.” Elle leaned back to the wall, staring out in the air before looking at him again. “She told me she had been attacked by a wolf at full moon.”
