𝙃𝙊𝙒𝙇 ! 𝙃𝙊𝙒𝙇 ! 𝙃𝙊𝙒𝙇 !

☽  ✧･ﾟ:   KISS  SCOTT  !  ! 

       💙  -  an  accidental  kiss  !

(( it’s too late….. we’ve gone too far……

“Scott, relax. I just set some noob on fire.” He pushed open the stall door, revealing another student, on fire but with their head in the toilet, trying to put the fire out by diving in. The sight made the demon smirk as he looked back at Scott.

         “We’ve been hanging out for years now, you should                      be used to shit being on fire, by now.”

                       “   OHHH  !!  you  started  the  fire  ?  ”  scott  peers  over  his  friend’s  shoulder  (  really  he  just  stood  up  from  cowering  behind  damien  ,  but  y’know  )  .  the  werewolf  spots  the  other  student  in the  other  stall  with  a  small  grin  on  his  face  .  “  BRO  —  that’s  super  cool  .  but  WHY’D  you  have  to  burn  this  guy  ?  did  he  do  something  wrong  ?  ”  

(( DRY CEREAL IS TASTEY THO…

      Thank fuck for Scott brightening up at the notion of a ball serf - who knows what could’ve happened if Miranda was subjected to Scott’s sad puppy face any longer. She couldn’t keep up any kind of scolding with that going on - it pierced right through to Miris cold, dead heart. Certainly, no one could resist such sweet sadness, and with Miranda’s obvious love of all things adorable, she was particularly weak to it.

      “Then we execute them, silly! If they ever commit such a heinous act as taking your ball it would surely be treason - and that’s exactly why none of them will ever take your ball when you let go!” Somewhere in the middle of Miri speaking, she had given into her most primal of desires - and gave that cute werewolf boy some scritches under the chin. Of course, she had to stand up and even stretch to really be able to give him the good boy chin scratches (curse her tiny frame!), but it was worth it. Damn precious puppers. “After all, you gotta let them pick up the ball in order to throw it again!”

                   scott  feels  his  breath  hitch  in  his  throat  ,  chest  puffing  out  as  if  to  try  and  stop  himself  from  the  overwhelming  feeling  of  his  mortal  weakness  .   SCRITCHES   .  but  ALAS  ,  scott  can  never  resist  the  temptation  .  naturally  ,  he  buckles  .  blinking  one  before  the  other  as  he  sighs  with  happiness  .  the  werewolf  grins  as  soon  as  he’s  able  to  ,  peering  down  at  miranda  with  a  sharp  smile  .  although  he  wouldn’t  AGREE  to  executing  the  serfs  he  can  hardly  form  an  answer  with  miranda’s  fingertips  ever  so  lightly  scratching  his  chin  .  curiously  ,  but  gently  ,  scott  idly  reaches  a  pointed  nail  under  his  small  friend’s  chin  to  return  the  gesture  .  HE  likes  it  ,  he  just  wants  to  know  if  anyone  else  does   .