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Third. The Eternity Code.
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*rolls eyes* All right. Let’s see your attempt to irk me. I’m almost sure you’d succeed.I will call you ‘Arty Smarty’. See? It rhymes!
That’s it?
Not up to your usual standards, Holly.
(Source: agirlcalledchuck)
Miss Holly
What in the name of the pits of hell possessed you to let Artemis leave you? This is not how it is supposed to be! I have read his romance novels. There should be a happy ending!
For shame! Artemis dishonours all knights!
Today is a great day. Do you see that, Holly? Ten is five times two. We have three tens, therefore six fives. Six times lucky.
Do you mind if I burn that four-inch long pencil in your drawer to offer to the number gods? I don’t think you will be…
Hey, I spent longer in high school than you have alive. I get your jokes. They’re just not funny. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s why nobody laughs at them?
Alright, I know Argon’s not that great, you’re smarter than him, whatever, but you’ve got to let people help you. You’ll never get better if you don’t.
I have never gone to college yet I am more intelligent that most college graduates. *inspect nails* People with the right intellectual level laugh at my jokes, like, as I’ve said, Minerva.
I let Argon help me. I just refuse to acknowledge most of the rubbish he spouts.
Oh yes, Minerva and her oh-so-funny quark jokes. Because an actual living being is totally like a subatomic particle, am I right? There’s absolutely no reason why someone should feel guilty about kidnapping one of them and holding them prisoner.
I find her jokes funny. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you just don’t understand.
Thank you, Miss Short, for not helping at all. *twitches* While we have tackled that particular issue, that is not what I was talking about.
Sorry! I’m just a little sensitive about that. I’ll stop bothering you with that.
How are things going? Is there anything else Argon’s suggested you do? If things are getting worse PLEASE let me know. Especially the serious stuff.
… you’ve never actually forgiven me, have you? I—I’m…
It’s fine. There is no need to talk about anything. It doesn’t matter.
I have! That’s not the problem! I’m just… cross, that’s all. And I’m worried about you, and that makes me upset. And I’m sick of fairies judging me because I care about you. And I don’t like it when you treat me like I’m stupid, okay? I shouldn’t take it out on you. Please forgive me!
Please?
And stop hiding stuff.
*inhales and purses lips* I’m taking a shower. Orion worked out with your punching bag and now I feel filthy.
*leaves room*
*sniff* I’m sorry, Artemis.
It’s all right. I made more mistakes that you will ever have.
That’s not true. You’re a good person now. It’s wrong for me to bring up the past.
I do try, Holly, but it’s not enough. I will forever be that human, a heartless kidnapper.
I will go back to Argon’s tomorrow. It will be better for you… and me.
Maybe that’s a good idea. I’m a terrible friend. You don’t want to be around me. I just make everything worse.
Thank you for letting me stay over. I did enjoy it, even though brief.
Also, you did nothing wrong. It’s the complex. It makes me sensitive. And slightly emotional.
Today is a great day. Do you see that, Holly? Ten is five times two. We have three tens, therefore six fives. Six times lucky.
Do you mind if I burn that four-inch long pencil in your drawer to offer to the number gods? I don’t think you will be…
Hey, I spent longer in high school than you have alive. I get your jokes. They’re just not funny. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s why nobody laughs at them?
Alright, I know Argon’s not that great, you’re smarter than him, whatever, but you’ve got to let people help you. You’ll never get better if you don’t.
I have never gone to college yet I am more intelligent that most college graduates. *inspect nails* People with the right intellectual level laugh at my jokes, like, as I’ve said, Minerva.
I let Argon help me. I just refuse to acknowledge most of the rubbish he spouts.
Oh yes, Minerva and her oh-so-funny quark jokes. Because an actual living being is totally like a subatomic particle, am I right? There’s absolutely no reason why someone should feel guilty about kidnapping one of them and holding them prisoner.
I find her jokes funny. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you just don’t understand.
Thank you, Miss Short, for not helping at all. *twitches* While we have tackled that particular issue, that is not what I was talking about.
Sorry! I’m just a little sensitive about that. I’ll stop bothering you with that.
How are things going? Is there anything else Argon’s suggested you do? If things are getting worse PLEASE let me know. Especially the serious stuff.
… you’ve never actually forgiven me, have you? I—I’m…
It’s fine. There is no need to talk about anything. It doesn’t matter.
I have! That’s not the problem! I’m just… cross, that’s all. And I’m worried about you, and that makes me upset. And I’m sick of fairies judging me because I care about you. And I don’t like it when you treat me like I’m stupid, okay? I shouldn’t take it out on you. Please forgive me!
Please?
And stop hiding stuff.
*inhales and purses lips* I’m taking a shower. Orion worked out with your punching bag and now I feel filthy.
*leaves room*
*sniff* I’m sorry, Artemis.
It’s all right. I made more mistakes that you will ever have.
That’s not true. You’re a good person now. It’s wrong for me to bring up the past.
I do try, Holly, but it’s not enough. I will forever be that human, a heartless kidnapper.
I will go back to Argon’s tomorrow. It will be better for you… and me.
Today is a great day. Do you see that, Holly? Ten is five times two. We have three tens, therefore six fives. Six times lucky.
Do you mind if I burn that four-inch long pencil in your drawer to offer to the number gods? I don’t think you will be…
Hey, I spent longer in high school than you have alive. I get your jokes. They’re just not funny. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s why nobody laughs at them?
Alright, I know Argon’s not that great, you’re smarter than him, whatever, but you’ve got to let people help you. You’ll never get better if you don’t.
I have never gone to college yet I am more intelligent that most college graduates. *inspect nails* People with the right intellectual level laugh at my jokes, like, as I’ve said, Minerva.
I let Argon help me. I just refuse to acknowledge most of the rubbish he spouts.
Oh yes, Minerva and her oh-so-funny quark jokes. Because an actual living being is totally like a subatomic particle, am I right? There’s absolutely no reason why someone should feel guilty about kidnapping one of them and holding them prisoner.
I find her jokes funny. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you just don’t understand.
Thank you, Miss Short, for not helping at all. *twitches* While we have tackled that particular issue, that is not what I was talking about.
Sorry! I’m just a little sensitive about that. I’ll stop bothering you with that.
How are things going? Is there anything else Argon’s suggested you do? If things are getting worse PLEASE let me know. Especially the serious stuff.
… you’ve never actually forgiven me, have you? I—I’m…
It’s fine. There is no need to talk about anything. It doesn’t matter.
I have! That’s not the problem! I’m just… cross, that’s all. And I’m worried about you, and that makes me upset. And I’m sick of fairies judging me because I care about you. And I don’t like it when you treat me like I’m stupid, okay? I shouldn’t take it out on you. Please forgive me!
Please?
And stop hiding stuff.
*inhales and purses lips* I’m taking a shower. Orion worked out with your punching bag and now I feel filthy.
*leaves room*
*sniff* I’m sorry, Artemis.
It’s all right. I made more mistakes that you will ever have.
*contemplates staying in Argon’s clinic until he gets cured*
Being near the doctor would help me more anyway.
Today is a great day. Do you see that, Holly? Ten is five times two. We have three tens, therefore six fives. Six times lucky.
Do you mind if I burn that four-inch long pencil in your drawer to offer to the number gods? I don’t think you will be…
Hey, I spent longer in high school than you have alive. I get your jokes. They’re just not funny. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s why nobody laughs at them?
Alright, I know Argon’s not that great, you’re smarter than him, whatever, but you’ve got to let people help you. You’ll never get better if you don’t.
I have never gone to college yet I am more intelligent that most college graduates. *inspect nails* People with the right intellectual level laugh at my jokes, like, as I’ve said, Minerva.
I let Argon help me. I just refuse to acknowledge most of the rubbish he spouts.
Oh yes, Minerva and her oh-so-funny quark jokes. Because an actual living being is totally like a subatomic particle, am I right? There’s absolutely no reason why someone should feel guilty about kidnapping one of them and holding them prisoner.
I find her jokes funny. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you just don’t understand.
Thank you, Miss Short, for not helping at all. *twitches* While we have tackled that particular issue, that is not what I was talking about.
Sorry! I’m just a little sensitive about that. I’ll stop bothering you with that.
How are things going? Is there anything else Argon’s suggested you do? If things are getting worse PLEASE let me know. Especially the serious stuff.
… you’ve never actually forgiven me, have you? I—I’m…
It’s fine. There is no need to talk about anything. It doesn’t matter.
I have! That’s not the problem! I’m just… cross, that’s all. And I’m worried about you, and that makes me upset. And I’m sick of fairies judging me because I care about you. And I don’t like it when you treat me like I’m stupid, okay? I shouldn’t take it out on you. Please forgive me!
Please?
And stop hiding stuff.
*inhales and purses lips* I’m taking a shower. Orion worked out with your punching bag and now I feel filthy.
*leaves room*
Today is a great day. Do you see that, Holly? Ten is five times two. We have three tens, therefore six fives. Six times lucky.
Do you mind if I burn that four-inch long pencil in your drawer to offer to the number gods? I don’t think you will be…
Hey, I spent longer in high school than you have alive. I get your jokes. They’re just not funny. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s why nobody laughs at them?
Alright, I know Argon’s not that great, you’re smarter than him, whatever, but you’ve got to let people help you. You’ll never get better if you don’t.
I have never gone to college yet I am more intelligent that most college graduates. *inspect nails* People with the right intellectual level laugh at my jokes, like, as I’ve said, Minerva.
I let Argon help me. I just refuse to acknowledge most of the rubbish he spouts.
Oh yes, Minerva and her oh-so-funny quark jokes. Because an actual living being is totally like a subatomic particle, am I right? There’s absolutely no reason why someone should feel guilty about kidnapping one of them and holding them prisoner.
I find her jokes funny. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you just don’t understand.
Thank you, Miss Short, for not helping at all. *twitches* While we have tackled that particular issue, that is not what I was talking about.
Sorry! I’m just a little sensitive about that. I’ll stop bothering you with that.
How are things going? Is there anything else Argon’s suggested you do? If things are getting worse PLEASE let me know. Especially the serious stuff.
… you’ve never actually forgiven me, have you? I—I’m…
It’s fine. There is no need to talk about anything. It doesn’t matter.
Yes, that’s me in my dp.
That was actually stolen by Do- Butler, who keeps on insisting me that I should act like a normal teenager. I had a good laugh over that one. Butler, talking about normal with me.
You are normal… in comparison.
