When he looked at it, yes, he could tell it looked like the pegasus on the town flag. He squinted his eyes and then shrugged, as if he'd come to a solution. "Perhaps I just took inspiration from the town flag," he suggested.
Frayaâs mouth fell open slightly. How could he resist such cute faces? She decided to call him again. After hitting the button, she patiently waited for him to pick up.
Spencer saw the call and pressed the "dismiss" button quickly, then texted Fraya again. No calls, remember? Pearl is listening and i don't want her to hear this.
Waverly nodded, but wasnât convinced. âSo, why is a Black Pegasus with silver sparkly hooves on the town flag, anyway? And Why is the town named Pegasus Valley? Iâve been wondering ever since I got here.â
Fraya snickered. Oh, thatâs right. Boys arenât usually into sharing things with their sisters. She waited for a second, then typed a second message. So does this mean youâll tell me? Iâll tell you anything in return.
Anything? Spencer asked, beginning to consider the possibility of a confession. He hit send, his face starting to heat up with embarrassment, when he heard his mother from downstairs.
"Are either of you still on screens?" she asked. Spencer called down yes and he could hear a touch of irritability in her voice as she answered. "Bedtime in an hour! Screens off now, they harm your sleep!"
Normally his mother's insistence on this practice annoyed Spencer slightly, but he seized the opportunity gratefully now. Gtg, he typed. You know how my mom insists on that rule of screens before bed.
He laughed. "You haven't heard the legend? The pegasus on the town flag is rumored to be the "villian" that tried to harm us and take over us thousands of years ago," he said. Then he looked at the time and realized it was getting late and looked at Oscar. "Oscar, it's getting late. Mind taking Waverly home for tonight?" he asked. Oscar nodded.
Waverly shook her head quickly. âNo! Thatâs okay! I can walk- um- home by myself. No need to come with me.â Waverly realized this might hurt Oscarâs feelings, but she still didnât want anyone to know that she was an orphan. What if it changed how her new friends looked at her? Not to mention people who would hear that didnât know her. She didnât want pity.
Pearl tried not to scowl at her motherâs words, until she had a genius thought. Sheâd just have to wait a bit, until Spencer was asleep. Then her newly-formed plan would be put into action. So she put her phone away for the night, and continued to scheme until bedtime.
He sent her a concerned look but nodded reluctantly.
Fred:
"If you're sure..... I'd be a terrible guardian if something happened to you because I didn't have someone or myself make sure you made it home safely..." he said with worry. When Waverly insisted again that she could walk home by herself, he agreed reluctantly. He told Oscar he needed to start preparing dinner and asked him to see Waverly out the door, which he did of course.
Oscar:
He showed Waverly the same place where they had walked in before, and then he opened the door for her as she walked out. He grinned and waved goodbye as she stepped onto the porch. "Glad you came over, Waverly," he said calmly. He was going for a comforting and reassuring voice, but he wasn't sure it came out right, as he wasn't sure with a lot of things.
âMe too,â Waverly replied, but was very far from matching Oscarâs calm tone. All she could think about was how long sheâd be able to keep her being an orphan a secret as she began to decend the steps. Just as Oscar was closing the door, she made up her mind, whirled, and ran back. âI changed my mind. Will you walk me home?â
Spencer closed his phone, then tossed it onto his bedside table. He rolled over on his side and reached for the book he was currently in the middle of, Prisoner B-3087 by Alan Gratz. He opened it and snorted in self-deprecation as the bookmark fell out and hit him in the face. He tucked it in between some pages that he had already passed and continued reading.
He opened back up the door and smiled. âOkay,â he said. âJust one second,â he added as he ran back inside and told Fred that Waverly had changed her mind and wanted to be walked home. Then he came back to the waiting Waverly and shut the door behind him. âAlright. NOW Iâm ready to go,â he chuckled as he walked down the proch steps. It was somewhat windy out, so Oscar was glad that he brought a light jacket with him. He glanced at Waverly and started to wonder why she had changed her mind. Was something wrong? He sure hoped not. If she was scared, then he wasnât exactly the right guy to go too. Normally, he scared everyone away. So, he decided to ask the question. âWhyâd you change your mind, Waverly?â He asked. For one moment, every thought in his head silenced. He widened his eyes in shock at the glorious silence he had never once felt since his mom disappeared. Not even the wind whispered its secrets anymore. Everything had silence itself around them, accept for the gentle chorus of crickets.
Spencer responded with the GrumpyCat meme of "No" and hit Send.
( BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THAT IS SO HILARIOUS )
Fred:
When he looked at it, yes, he could tell it looked like the pegasus on the town flag. He squinted his eyes and then shrugged, as if he'd come to a solution. "Perhaps I just took inspiration from the town flag," he suggested.
Fraya thought for a moment, then grinned. She sent a picture of a sad puppy and kitten, and said, Pleeeeease?
( I feel like we should wait for Dragon to comment and read all of this.....)
(Oh. Probably lol.)
(Nah.)
Spencer couldn't help grinning at the image, but his resolve didn't weaken for a moment. Still no. he replied.
Frayaâs mouth fell open slightly. How could he resist such cute faces? She decided to call him again. After hitting the button, she patiently waited for him to pick up.
Spencer saw the call and pressed the "dismiss" button quickly, then texted Fraya again. No calls, remember? Pearl is listening and i don't want her to hear this.
Waverly nodded, but wasnât convinced. âSo, why is a Black Pegasus with silver sparkly hooves on the town flag, anyway? And Why is the town named Pegasus Valley? Iâve been wondering ever since I got here.â
Fraya snickered. Oh, thatâs right. Boys arenât usually into sharing things with their sisters. She waited for a second, then typed a second message. So does this mean youâll tell me? Iâll tell you anything in return.
Anything? Spencer asked, beginning to consider the possibility of a confession. He hit send, his face starting to heat up with embarrassment, when he heard his mother from downstairs.
"Are either of you still on screens?" she asked. Spencer called down yes and he could hear a touch of irritability in her voice as she answered. "Bedtime in an hour! Screens off now, they harm your sleep!"
Normally his mother's insistence on this practice annoyed Spencer slightly, but he seized the opportunity gratefully now. Gtg, he typed. You know how my mom insists on that rule of screens before bed.
Fred:
He laughed. "You haven't heard the legend? The pegasus on the town flag is rumored to be the "villian" that tried to harm us and take over us thousands of years ago," he said. Then he looked at the time and realized it was getting late and looked at Oscar. "Oscar, it's getting late. Mind taking Waverly home for tonight?" he asked. Oscar nodded.
(Waiting.... and still waitingggg....)
Waverly shook her head quickly. âNo! Thatâs okay! I can walk- um- home by myself. No need to come with me.â Waverly realized this might hurt Oscarâs feelings, but she still didnât want anyone to know that she was an orphan. What if it changed how her new friends looked at her? Not to mention people who would hear that didnât know her. She didnât want pity.
Fraya scowled. Okay, Iâll see you tomorrow.
(That would be Thursday, right?)
(Yes, the next day is Thursday.)
Pearl tried not to scowl at her motherâs words, until she had a genius thought. Sheâd just have to wait a bit, until Spencer was asleep. Then her newly-formed plan would be put into action. So she put her phone away for the night, and continued to scheme until bedtime.
@Flamefrost (That was lunch.)
Oscar:
He sent her a concerned look but nodded reluctantly.
Fred:
"If you're sure..... I'd be a terrible guardian if something happened to you because I didn't have someone or myself make sure you made it home safely..." he said with worry. When Waverly insisted again that she could walk home by herself, he agreed reluctantly. He told Oscar he needed to start preparing dinner and asked him to see Waverly out the door, which he did of course.
Oscar:
He showed Waverly the same place where they had walked in before, and then he opened the door for her as she walked out. He grinned and waved goodbye as she stepped onto the porch. "Glad you came over, Waverly," he said calmly. He was going for a comforting and reassuring voice, but he wasn't sure it came out right, as he wasn't sure with a lot of things.
âMe too,â Waverly replied, but was very far from matching Oscarâs calm tone. All she could think about was how long sheâd be able to keep her being an orphan a secret as she began to decend the steps. Just as Oscar was closing the door, she made up her mind, whirled, and ran back. âI changed my mind. Will you walk me home?â
Spencer closed his phone, then tossed it onto his bedside table. He rolled over on his side and reached for the book he was currently in the middle of, Prisoner B-3087 by Alan Gratz. He opened it and snorted in self-deprecation as the bookmark fell out and hit him in the face. He tucked it in between some pages that he had already passed and continued reading.
(Is anyone else here?)
( I am now! BADAM CHEEEEESSSSSSHHHHH XD )
Oscar:
He opened back up the door and smiled. âOkay,â he said. âJust one second,â he added as he ran back inside and told Fred that Waverly had changed her mind and wanted to be walked home. Then he came back to the waiting Waverly and shut the door behind him. âAlright. NOW Iâm ready to go,â he chuckled as he walked down the proch steps. It was somewhat windy out, so Oscar was glad that he brought a light jacket with him. He glanced at Waverly and started to wonder why she had changed her mind. Was something wrong? He sure hoped not. If she was scared, then he wasnât exactly the right guy to go too. Normally, he scared everyone away. So, he decided to ask the question. âWhyâd you change your mind, Waverly?â He asked. For one moment, every thought in his head silenced. He widened his eyes in shock at the glorious silence he had never once felt since his mom disappeared. Not even the wind whispered its secrets anymore. Everything had silence itself around them, accept for the gentle chorus of crickets.