#shoogie

[weeshnah]

[weeshnah]

[alittleshocking]

Mr. Oogie Boogie Man (*) [Shoogie]

@causeimmroogieboogie​

It was Shock’s birthday, which meant she was celebrate.

No, she didn’t celebrate with cake and presents, the normal way. Those kinds of things hadn’t been the norm for the Adamsons since Shock had gotten out of the hospital. Maybe even before. Honestly, it was hard to remember. Mostly because she didn’t care. Shock loved her birthday, but that didn’t mean she wanted to spend it with her family. That was actually the opposite. 

Though, Vanessa was insistent on making Shock’s “favorite” meal. Which was just spaghetti. (It wasn’t, actually, because Shock didn’t really have a favorite meal. You learned not to be picky. However, that would be the caption on Vanessa’s Facebook by tomorrow morning.) 

She had gotten done with dinner in record time and hit the town, backpack laden with spray paint. This town was ripe for tagging with all its little side-streets that popped up clear out of nowhere and sometimes led to nothing at all.

Currently, she was oultside some non-descript office building. It was nicely off the beaten path, but close enough that anyone walking by would manage a glimpse of her delightful artwork. (Which, for the record, at the moment was something akin to a paw print and something like “war on the Mundus!”)

The sound of the spray paint was lulling and, hey, it was her birthday. Nothing bad could happen, right?

[guitarbage]

Skervesen Shoogie 7

[shego-sasstor-blog]

Meet Me In The Common Room || Shego + Oogie

An hour had nearly passed since Oogie told Shego to meet him in the common room and she had already gotten there ten minutes early. She had decided she would hide just outside the common room so as not to appear as though she had been waiting, even though she had been with eager and nervous anticipation. She put herself out of view and soon enough she heard footsteps entering the common room. She came out of her hiding place only to find it was merely some random third year passing through. 

Disappointed, she walked into the common room glancing around hopefully and decided to just take a seat on the floor right in front of the fireplace whispering spells that would make the fire change shape and play scenes. She became so distracted by the fire that she failed to hear the footsteps coming up behind her.