InfiniteInsanity

No. Don't want to TPBM is very very competitive.

I want to. TPBM struggles to memorize things unless its music related.

Insa raised her hand. "I-" Out of the corner of her eyes she saw sparks dancing around her fingers. She dropped her hand as fast as she could. Her hand hit her leg. The shock from the sparks made her shudder a little. "I don't know much about what is going on but I can go wherever and do whatever you need me to."

I wish. But I only just found my library card after a couple of months of searching (I think one of my brothers stole it.) TPBM likes to tease people relentlessly.

Insa nodded and walked through the Wyrmhole.

Insa smile faded. "What is going on with Calano and Emma? He sounded worried."

Yup. Generally 4:30 but today I was up at 4... TPBM does not want to get up and speak in front of people today.

Calano? As far as I know Bookwyrm is unconscious. I accidentally knocked him out. What's going on? Insa groaned and got up to answer the door. When she saw Bookwyrm she gave a slight smile. "Sorry."

Insa sat down on the bed. "Thank you." She looked down at the dress she was wearing. She really needed to get out it. All Bookwyrm had done was think about it. Or that was all it looked like he had done. All she needed were some leggings, a t-shirt, and boots. That should be a lot more travel worthy than... this. Insa closed her eyes. This better work. She snapped, trying to mimic what Bookwyrm had done. It worked. Insa was now wearing black leggings, a light gray t-shirt, and hiking/combat boots. She smiled. Much better. Now she would be able travel a little easier. She had a feeling that they wouldn't be here too long.

Insa nodded. "Alright."

Yup. And I'm pretty sure half of them were all my sister's.... oops. TPBM is really good at spilling things.

Insa nodded. "Okay." Insa looked back at where Bookwyrm was being taken. She hadn't meant to do anything. She was trying to stop it from happening but she had gotten distracted. And now she was scared. If she couldn't control this she could hurt a lot of people on accident. The strength of the current flowing through her kept fluctuating and the stronger it was the more it wanted to leave. And she wasn't sure she could stop it. "You can help me not do... that... right?

Insa starts to follow. Insa stops and turns to Rabbit. "Rabbit what is going on?"

"I wasn't trying to! I wasn't trying to shoot anything at any of you!" Her face is twisted in confusion. "I didn't do anything. It just happened."

Three streaks of electricity suddenly shoot from Insa. They head towards Bookwyrm, Rabbit and the Gak.

No I got candy though! TPBM got candy because they took younger siblings trick or treating.

Insa looked at the people around her. They all had a weapon or magic of some kind and she had... What did she have? She didn't even have shoes anymore. But she did have.... The electricity. As she thought about it she could feel the electric buzz flow through her. She could help in some way.

Insa paled. Would it be worth it to argue? The Gak had sounded like the terms he had placed were definite. She looked around trying to figure out something that would work. Preferably something that would keep her and everyone else from being eaten. An idea started to form. Would it work? Probably not. It was only half formed. And it was dependent on a lot of things. Was it worth a shot? Probably. But if there was any chance of this working Bookwrym needed to win and he needed to do so in a way that would give her some time. She turned to him. "You better win." Insa looked Rabbit in the eyes. "I don't intentionally do puns. I'm worse than Bookwyrm at it. If you want me to make puns you need to help me with them." She whispers.

Why are we thinking about this? But now that I think about it... Physically, probably. Mentally, absolutely not. TPBM has had a teacher that rambles about everything except what you actually want to know about.

Not a constant but about 95% of the time. TPBM despises sequins.

Its my lunch! But yes I have other school related stuff I should probably be doing... TPBM accidentally convinced three people to do NaNoWriMo.

I have started writing fiction but never finished it. TPBM can't eat anything pumpkin without feeling sick.

No but now I kind of wish I did... TPBM wants to learn how to swing dance.

Kiss blue raspberry, marry blueberry, kill blue bubblegum. Vampire, skeleton, mummy.

"Um.. I don't normally do inside too much." Fiadh thinks for a couple of moments. "I think the best options might be a little inn down the street going to the right or..." She takes a deep breath. "I know of an abandoned house we could stay at."