He looked behind me.
"What happened here?" How do I tell him I was being dumb.
"Um... nothing. Why do you ask?" What should I do?
"There's blood on the floor and your smile is too big."
"I cut my hand." I wiped my hand on my back it stuck out.
"See." He stared at me.
"That's alot. I should get you cleaned up." He took me by my other hand and we walked out the building.
I saw other people walking around. I could barely keep up with him. His long legs out rank my stubs. I was pretty much running.
We made it back to the Main Hall. We walked up the stairs to his room. He dug through a dresser.
He tossed me a towel.
"The bathroom is downstairs. I'll find some fresh clothes for you."
"I only have a cut."
"Sophie, I'm not stupid. A cut doesn't make that much blood. I also saw the blood on the floor. There was some in the middle of the room and behind you."
Well now I don't have to tell him what happened. I walked downstairs. He's a very observant person. I opened the bathroom door. It was pretty standard. I made nice hot water.
The water felt nice down my back. I grabbed my tail and gave it a good scrub too.
I heard a knock at the door. It must be Arthour. I turned off the shower and opened the door. Some random girl was standing in front of me.
She had fluffy pink cotton candy like hair. She wore a hoodie, purple shorts and striped leggings. She had green legs... She was also standing on a floating pink cloud.
She handed me some clothes.
"Hi, my name is Candy. And yes I am made of candy." She flew off around the corner. Weird but nice. I dried off.
I slipped on the dress. It was so long it touched the ground. It was pretty and red. I combed my tail fur. It was all fluffy.
Now that it wasn't bloody anymore, my tail was shiny and blue with some orange at the tips. Just like my hair! I let go of it. It moved on it's own. Does that mean I have control over it.
Other knock at the door.
"I'm coming in." I heard Arthour's voice through the door.
Arthour smiled. He also pushed his glasses up.
"I think I did a pretty good job."He looked at me.
"Fashionista Arthour. Has a ring to it, doesn't it?"
I followed him back upstairs. I sat next to him on his bed.
"So are you going to let me me see?" What was he talking about.
"Your tail. We might still be able to remove it, if it didn't hit a nerve." With that, I pulled my tail from under my dress. It was still nice and shiny. Arthour grabbed a piece of hair and pulled it.
I took my tail back and glared at him.
"Well you was being stupid and shot yourself with a spell. Now that tail is connect to a nerve."
"I was being stupid, I was just being curious." I was upset. I looked at him and pouted.
"Don't pout at me. You were the one being dum."
"You never said that was going to happen!"
"I thought maybe if I said don't do anything stupid you would get the point!"
"You should know me by know... I'm slow." I folded my arms.
"You don't have to tell me twice."
"Hey!" I punched him. I quickly got up and ran across the room. Then he started chasing me around the room. The room was average size so it wasn't that big.
He caught up to me and we rolled on the floor. I got away from him. He started chasing me around again. He grabbed my arm and I went flying towards him. I was under him and he was tickling me. I was hitting him so he'd stop, but he didn't.
He got off me and I layed there catching my breath. I got up quickly. Me and Arthour has the biggest smiles. It wasn't fair. He was way taller then me.
When he was walking back to the bed I ambushed him. I hopped on him back.
"You think you're sneaky." He started to pull at me but I held on tight. He must of tripped because he was moving to the ground. I swung my body to the front side of him and jumped off. He hit the floor with a loud thud nosie. He sat up.
...
"Bawhaha!" We were both in tears from laughing so hard. We both had red faces too. We clammed down sooner or later.
Arthour walked up to me. I backup. He came closer. So close I couldn't get by him. I hit a wall. Not this again.
"Every girlfriend I had, I had fun with them, but not you."
"What!...No wait... who are this girls." My eyes narrowed.
"Nobody." He seemed pretty nervous now. I took the pin I had out and stabbed him with it.
"You shouldn't say things like that. Things like that could get you killed." I saw the pain in his face.
"Oh sorry. Did I do that. Who were those girls you was talking about." He tried to pull the pin out.
"No use. It has a hook on the end. Unless you want to pull off most of your skin, tell me."
