Honestly I shouldn't be allowed to open rps. (Closed) (yes another one-on-one) (stalkers welcome!)

Zackary stirred and started screeching loudly when she said 'bag back'. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

(Oh gosh. xD)
"Wings!" Afriel cupped her hand over his mouth while she laughed slightly, "how did you even get in there!?"

Zackary inhaled loudly, went back into the bag and continued screeching at the top of his lungs, not responding to her question.

Afriel sighed and continued to shake him. "That's my only bag you darn mole."

Zackary inhaled louder. "huhjHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

"Unless you don't want fruit later?" Afriel stood crossing her arms as she looked down at him.

"BRING ANOTHER BAG! I LIKE THIS BAG!" Zackary howled loudly at her.

"That's my only bag!" Afrel was running out of patients and was tempted to kick him.

(patience)

"FUCK OFF THEN!" Zackary sensed her impatience and snapped out at her.

(Oofty oof. Sorry. Also can we keep from the F word? It makes me uncomfortable.)

Afriel growled back, "language." she clenched her fists as she spoke, "and for the record its mine. Not yours."

(oof I'm sorry!)

Zackary snarled at her, reminding everyone that he's a Demon. "I can say whatever I want!"

Afriel didn't back down even though fear gripped her insides, "I don't care. now get.out."

(fHecc i thougt i answered I’m sorry!)

“No!” Zackary snapped irritably up at her. “Find another bag!”

(Its chill.)

"Wings! Stop acting like a child!" Afriel nudged the bag with her foot still wondering how he stuffed himself in there.

Zackary rolled it away from her, growling. “No!!!”

Afriel sighed, "there will be no fruit tonight." She beat her wings behind herself indicating she'd be leaving.

“Fine! Then I’ll starve, I don’t care.” He rolled back over to his original spot, growling and stirring in the bag.

Afriel glared and turned to leave clutching her papers to her chest. "If I lose any of these, it will be your fault."

Zackary blew a loud raspberry at her from inside the bag. No hecks from the Demon today.

(xD Zackary is a mood.)

Afriel huffed up one last annoyed breath with him and left. "Fine." She mumbled angerly, "see if I care when you're with out fruit tonight." She continued to talk to herself on the flight back.

(I knooooowwww i love him so muuchhh. Skip?)

(Sure. To when?)

(The following night? Or when she comes back?)

(Yeah. Want me to start it?)

(Yas)

Afriel had come back later that night after more paper work, meetings, and head ache's. "Wings, you still here?" She called into the cave.

Zackary and her stolen bag was indeed still in there. Except Zackary was poking his head out of the bag, gazing serenely up at the ceiling. He glanced over at Afriel when she entered.

"Are you stuck or something?" Afriels tone came out more annoyed then she intended it to.

Zackary’s look turned to one of mock disgust at her tone. “No, I’m not. I just like the bag.”

"Uh-huh. I bet you're just to proud to admit it." Afriel crossed her arms in front of herself as she glared at him.