Apr 17, 2018
Cillian Murphy in a band makes me WEAK
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Cillian Murphy in a band makes me WEAK
Rook laughed silently and covered his mouth so no sound would escape. He knew the galvan was mad and that he should not laugh at him, but this was too funny. He finally poked him with the stick of stickiness, not as in sticky and slimy but as in sticky and branchy.
He only glared at the Revonnahgander, clenching his teeth in anger. At least he was able to hold himself back from punching the other- which he was most certainly wanting to do as the stick touched him. "Are you happy now?" He growled. "Was that really worth wasting my time?"
Rook stiffeled a laugh. "It is a legitimate field of study. I have been studying sticks since I decided I want to poke you with one." He was now having a hard time not laughing.
Seeing that he was obviously on the losing end of this battle, he shouted. "FINE." He was beyond ticked-off, and figured that letting the other alien do as he wished would shut him him.
"It is now." Rook announced, crossing his arms.
Finally, he snapped. "You can't simply create a science! That negates it as being 'science' and a legitimate field of study! Then it's simply foolishness!"
A teenage girl with blonde curly hair spots Albedo and runs up to him in front of a 'Bits & Bolts' shop. "Ben! You've not been answering my texts. Did you finish your English essay yet? Ms Jones is gonna be PISSED if you haven't."
He merely stared at the blonde girl in confusion, but his expression melted into one of annoyance at the name 'Ben'. "You are mistaken. I am not Ben Tennyson." He spoke the name as if it even tasted bad. "I am Albedo." The Galvan said proudly, crossing his arms.
It is for stick science!
"I sincerely doubt that is valid." He frowned, although he was already able to tell that this wasn’t going to stop until he did, in fact, let Rook poke him.
Gwen says I can poke you with my stick~
".....That still doesn't mean you have permission to do so." Albedo retorted.
If you don't let Rook poke you with a stick voluntarily, I'll help him do it involuntarily.
"......" He glared at the anodite, crossing his arms. "That's ridiculous. I don't see the purpose of poking me with a stick."