"TAAron, never impale yourself." Wynn poked him. "I don't care how fun it sounds... just don't. It makes things ever so complicated for the rest of us."
Hmm. Where'd that come from?
"So, what's up with the mouse?"
Okay I know this question was asked a while ago, but I'm pretty sure I invented that question- Did I invent that question?
And what if the kindergartners were the size of ants but were super smart?
What's better, smol frog or tim the tiny turtle?
Wynn noticed Haly staring into space again. She's connected to Tors, and Tors is connected to TAAron. What am I even doing here? These guys don't need me. If only Ranryu hadn't been so stupid... Ranryu? The card? No... a person. Stay focused, Wynn. Help fix his soul. Keep those stormin' card spirits in the spirit realm where they belong. Don't let them distract you from the problem at hand.
Wynn fiddled with her duel disk to make sure the ARC system was projecting at full power. Interdimensional and intradimensional forces could wreak havoc with the hologram if she didn't have mystical energy output at full.
"If she wants a pet, I can summon something less dangerous. I only picked a Fluffal because they're really durable. Almost as durable as a sentient being."
"Careful. If it scratches you, even on accident, you'll be unconscious for at least an hour.
"Well, I'm just gonna dismiss it when we're done anyway. The thing seems cute until it finds a pair of scissors. Or shears."
"Sure. But if we're gonna kill it, you probably shouldn't get too attached. Also, keep it away from scissors."
The mouse sat contentedly, taking in its surroundings with the apathy of a stuffed animal. Occasionally, it nibbled on its donut.
"Okay."
"I summon Fluffal Mouse!" Wynn said in a dramatic tone, placing a card on her duel disk's board.
A fat teal mouse the size of a tennis ball appeared. It was holding a tiny donut.
Wynn noticed this slight blush and filed it away for future reference. Ruining what seemed like an amazing budding friendship over a boy was not optimal.
"Um... I can summon some rodents. If you'd like."
"Huh. He kind of gives me Chosen One vibes. Mythical injury, magic talking weapon, connection to dead card spirits. Plus he totally has that kind of face."
"Haly, what're you staring at? Is it a card spirit? Those things are fun."
Wynn shooed away the card spirits (which no one else could see).
"Well, fun until they get annoyingly over-protective." She amended. "Kind of like that Mell lady, I'd bet."
Have you ever been backing out of a parking spot, but then you forget to switch into drive before you accelerate? I did that multiple times today. Just about gave my mother a heart attack.
My youngest brother is the type who you don't realize he's there until you hear the crash of a painting falling off the wall. My second youngest brother, however... He only has two volumes. Asleep and yelling.