#wabacboy

[worldsbestpetowner]

Sherman sighed as he sat on a swing in the playground. He wasn't too happy that he and Mr Peabody had to move to another place since it meant leaving behind his only friend. He felt really lonely and out of place at this new school.

*stares at the kid, he was all alone; to be fair, Timmy was too but at least he had Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, Sparky; he awkwardly walked towards the boy* Uh...hey there... *smiles nervously; hopefully the boy wouldn't recognize him as the kid who talks to inanimate objects, like pretty much everyone at school did*

[immxnis]

     ❝--Hey kid, aren't you a little young to be out here alone at night without an adult?❞

[pharaoh-of-egypt]

Sherman's eyes widen a bit then narrowed as he got a mad like look on his face upon seeing King Tut, the one person he disliked almost as much as he disliked Mrs. Grunion. "Tut." he greeted with a clear tone of dislike in his voice.

—-[△]—; The royal king tut was sitting upon his glorious throne that was indeed being carried by his loyal servants. The Pharaoh’s lips were pulled into a small smirk as he gazed his brown eyes down at the boy who he met  before and disliked as well along with his intelligent dog. “Well, well, if it isn’t the bride stealing barbarian..” The Pharaoh’s dark eyebrows narrowed above his eyes as his royal servants set down the throne and one by one  got on all fours in front of  him so he could walk upon their backs and finally reach the ground, his arms folded. “Have you come to return my bride or come for the most painfullest torture of all time?”

[emberismyname-archive]

Eight have good taste ~

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"Who would've thought being a ghost would come with boredom," Ember mumbled sarcastically to herself, her back pressed against a bricked wall, guitar leaning next to her. Naturally, the lifetime of a ghost was an eternity, leaving only so much to do in such a span of time. She loved her guitar, loved feeling the strings vibrate melodies under her capable fingers but, at some point, variety was always refreshing.

Sighing, seeing not a soul on the open street, undead or alive, her hands soon found themselves returning to her precious guitar, fingers moving of their own accord over the frets. Soon, however, a figure began approaching; whether to her, or simply to pass her, Ember had no idea, but a grin plastered across her features nonetheless. "Come to admire, sugar?"

[partyponypinkiepie]

+5

    {{♫ ♪}} "Pssst!"

                       "Pssst! Up here!"

Pinkie's head popped down from above, so she was practically nose-to-nose with the person opposite her, and she grinned widely. 

"Hi there! SURPRISE!"

She couldn't help but giggle - her legs wrapped around one of the lower beams as she swung upside down from it. Why was she doing that?

               Mostly because she could. 

[fxeak-blog]

A new little ghost

The young boy was on Spring Break with his parents, who decided to travel all the way to New York for no real reason. Norman didn't really like the big city, there was to many living people, and a small amount of ghosts he could talk to...

But while walking down the road, the sun was almost about to set, the clouds reflecting the light, taking a pink and orange shade --very pretty-- but the boy was distracted by something. A young ghost, who was clearly freaking out... He's probably new, just died...

Norman made his way to the potion of the side walk the ghost was at, luckily a bit away from the waves of people on the streets,

"Are you alright?" The boy asked looking up at the semi-transparent boy, who flouted only a few feet off the ground. He needed to know what stage the other was on, did he know he was dead yet or? (That happened with new ghosts sadly) "Um...Did you just die... Or?" He questioned, quickly glancing around the street... There was no ambulance's, he couldn't have just died...

[talkingdogandhisboy-blog]

@wabacboy

"Ah.... Sherman. How'd your day at school go?" Mr. Peabody asked, eyes darting to the other quickly as he kept carving finely at the block of wood next to him.