(Hahaha I'm cool with it, as long as they can somehow change it back XD)
(Of course, we can! :D I've got some of Mal's spells up, including the counterspell for the hair.)
(Hahaha I'm cool with it, as long as they can somehow change it back XD)
(Of course, we can! :D I've got some of Mal's spells up, including the counterspell for the hair.)
(Anyway, I'm going to head to bed now. It's getting kinda late over here and I'm sick so I need sleep. Night!)
(Anyway, I'm going to head to bed now. It's getting kinda late over here and I'm sick so I need sleep. Night!)
('Night! Feel better soon!)
(Im not gonna be online for a couple of days)
"Oooh I've always wanted blue hair. But mum never let me."
Teresa looked up and noticed a small congregation of people. She stood up eagerly and walked over to them. "What's happening over here?"
“Well, our hair just turned blue,” Asher replied. He looked at the girl with purple hair. “Because of her,”
Teresa grinned. "She does that a lot. Last time I got lime green."
“Oh great, so am I going to get a new colour everyday or something?” Asher joked. “As long as it doesn’t go back to the red,”
"Oh, you must be Ariel's kid," Teresa exclaimed.
“That’s me, Ariel’s pessimistic son,” Asher said. “I’m Asher,”
"I'm Teresa."
“Nice to meet you,” Asher said.
"Same to you." She sat by the fountain and noticed his book. "What're you reading?"
“A book,” Asher answered. No matter what book he was reading, that was his go-to answer.
"What book?"
(Idk what the book should be so I’m just gonna do this)
He handed her the book, saying its title. “It’s my favourite,” he said.
Her face lit up. "Oh, I've read this one! It's really good."
“Yeah, it is,” Asher replied.
(When you don’t know what to do but take nearly 20 minutes to write something that isn’t even a line… XD)
(lmaoo)
(I'm here! Time-zones…)
Mal watched the group from afar, then decided to actually go and talk to the kids whose hair she had turned blue. She walked over to them and gave them her least wicked-looking smile, which was still pretty intimidating.
"Hey, I'm Mal," she introduced herself. She frowned and continued, "But you probably already knew that… I'm kinda infamous."
Teresa nodded. "Yup. And I'm Teresa. But I'm probably more familiar to you as the girl whose hair you change colours, say, weekly."
The grin slowly came back to Mal's face at this revelation.
"Oh, right! Heh, yeah…" she trailed off awkwardly. "Sorry about that, I'm trying to not do this anymore, but, as you can see–" she gestured to the blue-haired kids "–I'm not doing so well."
"Right, you're one of the kids from the Isle," Asher said to Mal. "I'm Asher. Could you turn my hair back? Too much blue."
"Yeah sure. Beware, forswear, undo Asher's hair," Mal muttered the counterspell, swiping her finger through the air. When she was finished, Asher's natural red hair was back. "There you go."
Teresa laughed. "I definitely see the Ariel.
"Thanks," Asher said to Mal. He rolled his eyes at Teresa's comment. "It diminishes my dark and brooding persona,"
Mal barked a laugh. "Yes, very dark and brooding. I can see that now," she said sarcastically.
"Don't change my hair," Ellie-Jay says. "I wanna show my mum that I can work the colour."
"It was a joke," Asher replied, smirking. He looked at Ellie-Jay. "I preferred the white. Also, I don't know your name."