The Book of Randomness

It's not called 'stalking'...

In my room...

Bob: *stares at me from under the bed*

Me: *sighs* "Bob, stop."

Bob: "Bob isn't here....." *hides deeper under some junk that's under the bed too*

Me: "Whatever."

In the kitchen...

Me: "IM SO HUNGRY!!!"

Bob: *hides under a pot*

Me: "Let's see... What to eat, what to eat..." *looks inside freezer*

Bob: *sneezes*

Me: "What the- Bob?!?!" *looks over to the pot*

Bob: *holds his breath*

Me: *furrows brows* "Ok then..."

In the living room on the couch...

Bob: *hides behind one of the seat cushion thingies* "Tehe..."

Me: *trudges over and plops down on the couch* "I wonder what's on right now." *turns on tv*

*Star Wars Rebels plays*

Me: "Yes!!!"

Bob: *whispers* "That show sucks..."

Me: *widens eyes* "Who the f- BOB!!!"

Bob: *squeaks* "Uhhh..."

Me: *yanks him out from the cushions* "Have you been stalking me all day?!?!?"

Bob: "Me? Stalking you? Nah, pshhhhhh... I was merely viewing you from afar."

Me: "That's stalking."

Bob: "No it's not."

Me: "Yes. It. Is."

Bob: *shakes head* "NO IT ISN'T!"

Me: "Whatever. What did you say before about Star Wars Rebels...?"

Bob: "That it sucked. Why?"

Me: "No reason...."

Three seconds later...

Bob: *flys out the window screaming profanities*

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A/N: As you can also probs see from the pic, I've also been obsessed with vampires and Marshall Lee. =^_^=