Corbin, can we get some candy? (Corbin)
Nov 7, 2014 4:07:46 GMT -5
Post by Corbin Jacobs on Nov 7, 2014 4:07:46 GMT -5
Steamy still damp Corbin hardly had enough time for his eyes to go a bit wide before he found that he was wearing an adolescent as a belt.... that apparently someone had fast-forwarded. Holy crap could this girl talk.... Strangely enough, though, Corbin managed to remember his answer to each question. Which, honestly, genuinely surprised him even as his stream of responses came out of his own mouth.
"Yes, yes, no, no, three, one each, depends if we get the candy first, yes, maybe, that's good to know, I doubt it, strong enough, heavy enough.. uh, and thank you?" Corbin blinked as he tried to trace back over everything he'd just answered and.. had no idea what he'd just said. He simply gave a muted shrug to himself as he took the skittles package, dumped the single remaining candy into his hand, tossed it into the air and caught it in his mouth.
"You.. like.. talk really fast, ya know that? Holy crap, d-- little girl. Amber. Sis? The heck do I call you, anyway? Ack, anyway.. uh, yeah we can leave.. we'll get the float first, but I'm not feeding you a diet of only candy. If you want candy and a rootbeer float, you gotta eat some real food too. I don't care if it's your power or what.. You're still a growing little girl and you need some actual food. Even if it's a burger or mozarella sticks.. And I guess we'll go to someplace to get candy after.. but we've really gotta, like.. monitor how much candy you're eating. I don't want a toothless little sister before she's even a legal adult. --What do you like to eat, anyway?"
Not wanting to risk that this sudden energy would result in a ceilingAmber, Corbin started shuffling toward the door back to the garage, gently removing the girl from his waist if he had the chance.. and... well.. carrying her all the way to the car if he didn't.
"Yes, yes, no, no, three, one each, depends if we get the candy first, yes, maybe, that's good to know, I doubt it, strong enough, heavy enough.. uh, and thank you?" Corbin blinked as he tried to trace back over everything he'd just answered and.. had no idea what he'd just said. He simply gave a muted shrug to himself as he took the skittles package, dumped the single remaining candy into his hand, tossed it into the air and caught it in his mouth.
"You.. like.. talk really fast, ya know that? Holy crap, d-- little girl. Amber. Sis? The heck do I call you, anyway? Ack, anyway.. uh, yeah we can leave.. we'll get the float first, but I'm not feeding you a diet of only candy. If you want candy and a rootbeer float, you gotta eat some real food too. I don't care if it's your power or what.. You're still a growing little girl and you need some actual food. Even if it's a burger or mozarella sticks.. And I guess we'll go to someplace to get candy after.. but we've really gotta, like.. monitor how much candy you're eating. I don't want a toothless little sister before she's even a legal adult. --What do you like to eat, anyway?"
Not wanting to risk that this sudden energy would result in a ceilingAmber, Corbin started shuffling toward the door back to the garage, gently removing the girl from his waist if he had the chance.. and... well.. carrying her all the way to the car if he didn't.