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[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

Three words, Koschei:

'SCATHINGLY BRILLIANT IDEA!'

Comments

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

I have a test tomorrow, I'm not breaking, burning or bruising anything. Or drinking anything questionable. I don't care how brilliant the idea is.

[The last brilliant idea ended with a broken wrist and the unleashing of Ushas tentacle monster. Never again!]

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

And if I say it doesn't?

[It does but he's not technically lying...sorta...maybe?]

C'mon Koschei, you always have a 'test tomorrow.' That's then this is now!

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

Oh well done, you finally seemed to of cracked how time in linear fashion works. Bravo! Should we write to your father and tell him Thete is all grow'd up?

[He smirks playfully and lifts up his book in a 'I'm so not playing' gesture.]

You can tell me but I will say no. I do have a test tomorrow and some of us like good grades.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

You always have good grades.

[Yoink! Thanks for the book, Koschei!]

Fine, I'll take the text book with me. We'll have a great time.

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

No, no, no, no! That's not mine, I borrowed it from Ushas!

[If you rip a corner or harm the frame, she will hurt his intimate area!]

Thete! Just-- fine! Go on then, tell me.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[Flop! and there goes the book. He doesn't care about ripped corners or harmed intimate areas. He does care about adventures though!]

You'll see!

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

[And Koschei has to literally dive to catch the book. Looking up from the floor, he glared unhappily and held the book close. Dear Rassilon, he almost lost his special area to the fierce hands of his biggest tormentor. Well... second biggest.]

This better be really good Theta!

[Clambering back upright, he follows reluctantly.]

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[It's always good. Seriously, why do you worry so much? Oh, right. The near death situations you're constantly in...]

Okay, now you just... standreallystillandsmile!

[He knocks on Ushas' door and bolts, leaving Koschei there.]

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

WHAT?! No--

[OHDEARRASSILONTHEHELLAREYOUDOING? D: Watch Koschei run faster than he ever has or ever will.]

I'm going to murder you Theta!

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd there goes Ushas! Perfect! She's left her door open! Sneak sneak...oh, what's there to be seen here? Right-oh! One questionable experiment...nicked! He'll meet up with you in your room when you're free of torture, Koschei.]

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

[Koschei had to circle the whole of the school three times while Ushas nearly caught him twice. He had to hide in the mens room for 20 minutes and it took a full 2 hours before he got back. His study time? Gone. And there was Theta, smug little bastard.]

I hate you Theta.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

No you don't.

[And he's very certain of that. He's perched on the edge of the bed, looking at the vial he stole.]

What's this do you think?

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

Dangerous! And you're going to get us both killed.

[If not from the vial but by Ushas!]

Please just leave it? For once. We seriously have work to do, you're failing every subject but landscape gardening and this is why!

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

I have a test tomorrow, I'm not breaking, burning or bruising anything. Or drinking anything questionable. I don't care how brilliant the idea is.

[The last brilliant idea ended with a broken wrist and the unleashing of Ushas tentacle monster. Never again!]

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

And if I say it doesn't?

[It does but he's not technically lying...sorta...maybe?]

C'mon Koschei, you always have a 'test tomorrow.' That's then this is now!

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

Oh well done, you finally seemed to of cracked how time in linear fashion works. Bravo! Should we write to your father and tell him Thete is all grow'd up?

[He smirks playfully and lifts up his book in a 'I'm so not playing' gesture.]

You can tell me but I will say no. I do have a test tomorrow and some of us like good grades.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

You always have good grades.

[Yoink! Thanks for the book, Koschei!]

Fine, I'll take the text book with me. We'll have a great time.

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

No, no, no, no! That's not mine, I borrowed it from Ushas!

[If you rip a corner or harm the frame, she will hurt his intimate area!]

Thete! Just-- fine! Go on then, tell me.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[Flop! and there goes the book. He doesn't care about ripped corners or harmed intimate areas. He does care about adventures though!]

You'll see!

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

[And Koschei has to literally dive to catch the book. Looking up from the floor, he glared unhappily and held the book close. Dear Rassilon, he almost lost his special area to the fierce hands of his biggest tormentor. Well... second biggest.]

This better be really good Theta!

[Clambering back upright, he follows reluctantly.]

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[It's always good. Seriously, why do you worry so much? Oh, right. The near death situations you're constantly in...]

Okay, now you just... standreallystillandsmile!

[He knocks on Ushas' door and bolts, leaving Koschei there.]

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

WHAT?! No--

[OHDEARRASSILONTHEHELLAREYOUDOING? D: Watch Koschei run faster than he ever has or ever will.]

I'm going to murder you Theta!

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

[Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd there goes Ushas! Perfect! She's left her door open! Sneak sneak...oh, what's there to be seen here? Right-oh! One questionable experiment...nicked! He'll meet up with you in your room when you're free of torture, Koschei.]

[somewentmad.livejournal.com]

[Koschei had to circle the whole of the school three times while Ushas nearly caught him twice. He had to hide in the mens room for 20 minutes and it took a full 2 hours before he got back. His study time? Gone. And there was Theta, smug little bastard.]

I hate you Theta.

[theteforshort.livejournal.com]

No you don't.

[And he's very certain of that. He's perched on the edge of the bed, looking at the vial he stole.]

What's this do you think?