Um, hello ppl. This is my second very stupid fanfic with Voilet chatting like...a weirdo, but who cares. Right?
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Voilet took a seat next to Duncan. She smiled pleasently.
"Hello Voilet, how are you today." But then, he knew that that was the wrong question to ask.
"Like Ohmigod! My geeky brother Klaus was all like "Ooo, Voilet, you know your name rymhs with toilet?" And I was all like "Ohmigod, why don't you just, like, Shuuuuuuuuut Uuuuuuup!" And he was all like, "It's very true Voilet-" and then, I was all like, "Ohmigod, did you get the from, like, Isadora again. I told you not to, like, hang with her-"
"Hey!" Duncan interupped. "Isadora's my sis!"
"Ya ya, whatever. Wasn't I, like talking? Anyway, Soggy was, like, chewing on my new ribbon one day. And he was like, drulling all over it and everything, so I was all like, "Ohmigod Soggy, why don't you, like, get a life." I shoved a hand in his face and everything-"
"First of all Voilet," Duncan interruped again. "It's a she, not a he. And her name is Sunny, not Soggy."
"Geeze Funkin' what's your problem?" Voilet stood up, stamping on his feet, leaving mudd all over it. "Yoo hoo! Olaf deer! Right here."
Duncan choked serveral times. "My name is not funkin', it's Duncun!"
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Now, please review! And please don't feel offended or anything.
