Room 512- Thursday night
Susan was beginning to think none of Fandom's holidays would appeal to her. She'd decided not to go to the Thanksgiving... thing today, opting instead to stay in and work on homework and try not to think about everything that was going on.
Unfortunately for Susan, that was not exactly up to her.
SQUEAK.
Susan didn't even look up from her book. "Oh no."
SQUEAK, said Death of Rats again, scrabbling over the side of her desk and finally pulling himself up onto it.
"You're not supposed to be here. This is a school," Susan told it.
It looked at her, then made a motion towards the door with its head- well, its skull- towards the door. Then it hopped off the desk back onto the floor and skittered halfway across the room. Then it stopped, looking at her to make sure she was following.
Well. She'd been planning on going for a visit anyhow. "He could have picked another method to get me to visit," she complained, standing. "Send me a letter, maybe."
The Death of Rats ignored her and continued through the door, and with a sigh, Susan followed.
[NFB, NFI, yay!]
Unfortunately for Susan, that was not exactly up to her.
SQUEAK.
Susan didn't even look up from her book. "Oh no."
SQUEAK, said Death of Rats again, scrabbling over the side of her desk and finally pulling himself up onto it.
"You're not supposed to be here. This is a school," Susan told it.
It looked at her, then made a motion towards the door with its head- well, its skull- towards the door. Then it hopped off the desk back onto the floor and skittered halfway across the room. Then it stopped, looking at her to make sure she was following.
Well. She'd been planning on going for a visit anyhow. "He could have picked another method to get me to visit," she complained, standing. "Send me a letter, maybe."
The Death of Rats ignored her and continued through the door, and with a sigh, Susan followed.
[NFB, NFI, yay!]