How safe is it to send miniature people into a fort teenagers made with glue and cardboard in a few days?
Who knew the Super Important, Long Awaited, Honourable tournament would involve ART AND CRAFTS?
Calvin McKay participates in a tournament organ...
"Calvin, I think our teacher is secretly a spy." Braeden whispered as the said teacher walked out the room, after pointing out to Braeden to stop chatting on his phone below his desk.
"Braeden, you were literally sitting with your head on the desk and your shoulders were shaking with laughter. One doesn't need to be a spy to figure out that you were on your phone." Calvin pointed out.
"Calvin, you're exactly opposite of your counter part."
"My...counter part?"
"Stupendous man? Spaceman spiff?"
"Gods Braeden, when will you stop teasing me about that? Besides, I believe Calvin's theories are ridiculous."
"Are not. They always come out true."
Calvin let out a frustrated groan, "Its a comic series, for God's sake, Braeden."
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Calvin walked after Susan to her room. Her house, he realized, was more extravagant than his family's. Which was fine by him. He was going to need a Marauders Map if things got larger.
Susan saw him looking around the house and scowled, "If you are thinking why our house is larger that the highest noble's, then no, my father is not a thief or corrupt."
"No, I wasn't thinking that. I mean, I was thinking your house is rather large, but not the way you are saying...I mean, ugh, this makes no sense." He said helplessly. He never was eloquent in speaking. Not in conversations, anyways. Give him a topic to speak on and he could go on for hours, without a repeated sentence.
Susan lips quirked up a little, before being replaced by the stiff-ish look she had from the moment she met him, "I understand. The first thing that all the kids I brought home till now was pointing out how our house was larger than the McKays."
"Rude." Calvin said.
"I know, right?" She said, hopping into a room he presumed was hers.
It was round, as usual. It had a round bed docked with pillows and a table beside it with a lamp on it. It had a chair to its side, a chandelier hanging from the roof. Photos with curved surface was lined across the wall behind the bed and transparent white curtains surrounded the bed like a canopy. Thicker white curtains covered the walls.
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