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If you are to ignore that fat-oozing burger, you are going to need more than Emma mulling over, much more than her long, miserable attempts at convincing herself to ask the other girl out. And wouldn’t that be a shame, huh, when there’s so much to work with. There’s that blonde with the scythe that everyone keeps pissing off, then the super tall bookworm who just insulted someone in german, and even that other poor girl who found a rat and has taught it to backflips- with no magic whatsoever. This new timeline is so addictive; it’s the taste of the new. Even watching that one snoring in the middle of the class can leave you wondering where the hours went. Even if that old mummy is already wary of you and you can only get second-hand reports every now and then. Oh! And those four new ones now, on that little island. The black one who breaks into places, the weird one who looks like a dog, then there’s Scarface, and… and… and?
Squinting hard like a true asian, you lean closer to the stray, orphan timeline. And… nah, ain’t no way. No. Yet you squint even harder to the point your face looks like a granny’s. It moves fast, it even teleports in plain sight. No, ain’t no way. No way it’s that stupid dress. No way it’s spreading rumors. Not again.
And yet it is. Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!
Rumor Spreader: Have you heard? Have you heard of it? Who told you? The rumor of the Bus In Reverse!
You spin around and the Devil is already shrugging, already innocent of whatever you are about to accuse it. But- when? You almost turned into a chameleon trying to keep an eye out while watching over Emma- or the others, whatever. Your favorite timeline! She ruined it! You punch the demon in the face, but it blocks your fist with the hamburger. Muhuhu’ing, it floats away as you desperately shake the oil and cheddar off your holy white glove, saying that there’s no love here anymore so she’s off to make Mami buy eight cakes. From eternal love to eternal pranking; maybe that’s what happens after the happy ending of your Brazilian Telenovelas.
You SIGH, actually mad. Whatever. Whatever! She’s got so much into your mind that it’s like the smell is still there. But, the smell is still there. In fact, the burger is still there, left forgotten in space.
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