BlueMoo16
They all turned their heads sharply over to the doors that had just been flung open mysteriously, to see a dark figure hobbling through towards the dim light.
"Fun storm eh?" A low voice croaked through the darkness. It was an old hermit of a man that depended on an old rustic cane to help him walk. He had a long silver beard, that resembled Santa Claus' except this man's beard was filthy, so it actually didn't look like Santa Claus' at all. His spine was crooked and bent at an angle I only saw in Geometry class. His frozen blue eyes peered into ours with a cold hard stare, and his lips were pulled upwards at one side into a smirk. He wore ragged green baggy clothes and wore a large green hat.
"Look guys! It's a Leprechaun coming to give us good luck!" Banana bellowed with a goofy grin.
"As long as he doesn't get all up in my pot of gold, I don't care what he's here for," Marmie said with a disgusted look.
The small old man seemed to ignore their remarks, and continued, "Now that that concert is over, allow me to introduce myself. I am P Wee Sherman the Herman, and I come to warn all of you of what is to come as you all wait around here like sitting ducks. The next storm w-"
Just then, he was interrupted by a, "Quack!" As a a large white duck waddled through the doors with it's wings spread wide. "QUACK!" It repeated even louder.
Harry squealed, and hid behind a desk close by, "Is that a? A duck?"
The duck placed it's wings to it's sides, and stood calmly next to the old man. "Oh don't mind him, he's just my duck."
Crush smiled, "Aw he's cute." He began to walk towards the duck until the hermit began to scream and shove his cane towards Crush, "Don't you dare fluff that duck!" Crush lifted his hands up in defeat and backed up slowly.