SHORT WARNING BECAUSE I RAN OUT IF IDEAS!
Also... the notes will now go on top so you can't skip them they will also contain TriggerWarnings if there are any.
WORDBANK AT BOTTOM! WORDS IN THE WORDBANK WILL HAVE A '*' AFTER IT! I wanted to write in Spanish, fight me.
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The traits were all gathered to play a few rounds of Twister all together, surprisingly, Virgil agreed to join them in group fun. First up was Logan, Patton, and Roman, since Virgil was so hesitant, they let him take the spinner first round. The three traits took sides of the thin plastic layout they put down prior, they had put rubber on the bottom so it wouldn't slide on the wood floors of the Mindscape.
Virgil spun the little pointer and shouted the first combo, "LEFT HAND BLUE!" Surprisingly, his voice boomed across the room, making sure none of them missed the color.
~10 minuet time skip~
Next it was all of them in, Thomas was spining it. He was bored and just finished eating so we didn't want him to puke.
"Right foot yellow!" Every one was good.
"Right hand yellow!" A little messy but so far so bien*.
Right foot blue!" Now Roman was stretching under Virgil to get to the blue spot. Everyone eles, así así*.
"Right foot green!" Patton was now inches away from Logans face from reaching right next to him. Virgil was surprisingly good at this game. While Roman was patiente with la juego* and was slow with his movements.
"Left hand green!" Patton had to now reach under Logan and was so close to collapsing, but didn't. Logan was thinking ahead and had un pequeña* worry to as Patton would fall. Roman on the other mano*, was losing hope with being slow and steady, he was now rusing himself to not loose balance.
"Right hand green!" That made Patton fall right below Logan and had to stay put, not to mess up the logical trait. Roman was hardly balancing, but still made by. While, Virgil was calm, he even had a smirk carved on his lips.
Right before the next one was called, Roman lost his balance galling face first on to the, basically, wood floor. Thomas stifled a laugh and said the next combo, "left hand yellow!" Virgil managed with ease, Logan movedthe hand up extra long, giving the fatherly trait time to leave, which he took to immediately. Now the only ones on the board were Logan and Virgil.
Then the dreaded number was called, "Right foot green!" That was 4 circles away from Logan.... he fell. Virgil was twisted and turned, but still kept his signature smirk. He gave the signal for Thomas to keep going.
He stopped after twenty extra turns, not because he fell, he just got bored. He walked tward the kitchen, I guess he saw our shocked and confused expressions because he just winked at us with that smirk if his and teleported away with an energy drink and a Pop Tart.
When he winked, we locked eyes... was that aimed at me? I spent the rest of the day daydreaming of that cloud of gloom.
_______________________________________WORD BANK!
Bien; the Spanish word for 'good' describing the action
Así Así; the Spanish qord describing something as 'fine'
Juego; the Spanish word for 'game'
Pequeña; the Spanish word for 'small' or 'little'
Mano; the Spanish word for 'hand'
If any of these are incorrect please tell me.
WORD COUNT: 577
~Andy
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