[Closed] Kindergarten Cop
Characters: teen!Stoneface stonyfaced & wee!Ghost redrobinhood
Date/Time: Saturday, Feb 6th
Location: Stoneface's house of :|
Rating: PG-13 cause wee!Ghost has a foul mouth.
Summary: Ghost's stalker other employer finally has another job for him--deliver a message to the Head of the Watch. Of course, send the three year old to snitch for the police. Good idea Spade. Stoney better have milk and cookies waiting.
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Well, the good news was Ghost finally figured out the identity of the person stalking him and several others for the past several weeks.
The bad news was it was that damn butterfly loving, Portuguese speaking, Bob-clone aka that bastard Spade. Huh. Long time no see, freaky-face.
The reality was that Spade had another job for Ghost and apparently it couldn't wait till the latest sphere-craziness wore off either. Or maybe it could. Maybe Spade just wanted to laugh at his three year old minion as his tiny mouth cursed him out in language that would make a sailor blush.
No, Spade couldn't get another minion to do this important task. No, he couldn't explain why he was stalking him. Yes, Ghost did look quite adorable in his sister's tee-shirt. No, he wasn't going to explain what the message meant--just get it to Stoneface and let the older man figure it out, unless you want a tease to feast on such lovely young features. (Got your nose!)
Great. Just great.
So here he was toddling away on his sister's far too big sandals and dressed in one of her tee shirts. It was too big so it dragged against the floor and caused him to trip every now and then as he stumbled his way over to Stoneface's house. This. Freak'n. Sucked. Ass.
In one tiny hand he carried a folded map of Edensphere. It looked normal save for the message that was written across it.
Spread your wings in the spring and show your apples at the door.
What the heck did that mean?! Whatever. Ghost was just the delivery boy. This was so not his problem.
...Hey, was Stoneface's house always this far?
Date/Time: Saturday, Feb 6th
Location: Stoneface's house of :|
Rating: PG-13 cause wee!Ghost has a foul mouth.
Summary: Ghost's stalker other employer finally has another job for him--deliver a message to the Head of the Watch. Of course, send the three year old to snitch for the police. Good idea Spade. Stoney better have milk and cookies waiting.
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Well, the good news was Ghost finally figured out the identity of the person stalking him and several others for the past several weeks.
The bad news was it was that damn butterfly loving, Portuguese speaking, Bob-clone aka that bastard Spade. Huh. Long time no see, freaky-face.
The reality was that Spade had another job for Ghost and apparently it couldn't wait till the latest sphere-craziness wore off either. Or maybe it could. Maybe Spade just wanted to laugh at his three year old minion as his tiny mouth cursed him out in language that would make a sailor blush.
No, Spade couldn't get another minion to do this important task. No, he couldn't explain why he was stalking him. Yes, Ghost did look quite adorable in his sister's tee-shirt. No, he wasn't going to explain what the message meant--just get it to Stoneface and let the older man figure it out, unless you want a tease to feast on such lovely young features. (Got your nose!)
Great. Just great.
So here he was toddling away on his sister's far too big sandals and dressed in one of her tee shirts. It was too big so it dragged against the floor and caused him to trip every now and then as he stumbled his way over to Stoneface's house. This. Freak'n. Sucked. Ass.
In one tiny hand he carried a folded map of Edensphere. It looked normal save for the message that was written across it.
Spread your wings in the spring and show your apples at the door.
What the heck did that mean?! Whatever. Ghost was just the delivery boy. This was so not his problem.
...Hey, was Stoneface's house always this far?