Okay, so Brittany didn't really die. But she almost fainted, that's cool,
right? Truth was, Brittany melts when she hears the saxaphone. Legato
grimaced toward Midvalley angrily.
"You are not quite one to give directions, are you?" With that, he willed Midvalley to punch himself extra hard in the- um -you know. Midvalley doubled over in pain. Legato took it all in and laughed. Brittany jumped to her feet.
"What did you do that for???!!!" she ran over to help him, cause, let's face it, she loves her a sax a'player.
"Wow," Veronica said. "You're worse than Brittany..." she squinted at him, "You have ice cream over your top lip." He wiped it away. "No, there's still over the left corner." She walked over and wiped it off with her thumb. "There!" she smiled. She blushed when she noticed his eyes were closed. "Whao, there cowboy!" she said in shock.
He stepped back. "Thank you," he said again.
"You are really starting to scare me, you know that right."
"I'm a mind reader."
"Read this," she said, followed by a pause.
"That's not very lady like," he said with a slight smirk.
"That's not my problem, you're the one reading minds around here."
"Come here," he commanding lowly. Veronica turned her back on him. "I said come here," he said a bit louder. Veronica looked over her shoulder.
"What are you going to do?" she asked a small bit of fear in her voice.
"Nothing painful," he began, "if you come over here."
"You disgust me," she said turning around and walking to him.
"Now let's try this again," he threatened. "I disgust you?"
"Some ways more than others, yes," she said with her arms stifly at her sides. Legato chuckled.
"Tell me why then."
"Women have a lot of triggers, one goes off when someone such as yourself threatens them. The trigger you pulled was the wrong one," she said sternly. "You should know a good deal about triggers of the mind, Legato."
Legato grimaced, "You should watch that mouth of yours, Miss."
"Well you asked," Veronica said with a sigh. She looked at her feet and back up again. "Look, I'm sorry, men like you really..." she planned the next word to flatter him, "...intimidate me," she said looking back at her feet.
Legato grinned, "I do, do I? No need to be intimidated, I'm not going to hurt you...as long as you listen to me."
"You are not quite one to give directions, are you?" With that, he willed Midvalley to punch himself extra hard in the- um -you know. Midvalley doubled over in pain. Legato took it all in and laughed. Brittany jumped to her feet.
"What did you do that for???!!!" she ran over to help him, cause, let's face it, she loves her a sax a'player.
"Wow," Veronica said. "You're worse than Brittany..." she squinted at him, "You have ice cream over your top lip." He wiped it away. "No, there's still over the left corner." She walked over and wiped it off with her thumb. "There!" she smiled. She blushed when she noticed his eyes were closed. "Whao, there cowboy!" she said in shock.
He stepped back. "Thank you," he said again.
"You are really starting to scare me, you know that right."
"I'm a mind reader."
"Read this," she said, followed by a pause.
"That's not very lady like," he said with a slight smirk.
"That's not my problem, you're the one reading minds around here."
"Come here," he commanding lowly. Veronica turned her back on him. "I said come here," he said a bit louder. Veronica looked over her shoulder.
"What are you going to do?" she asked a small bit of fear in her voice.
"Nothing painful," he began, "if you come over here."
"You disgust me," she said turning around and walking to him.
"Now let's try this again," he threatened. "I disgust you?"
"Some ways more than others, yes," she said with her arms stifly at her sides. Legato chuckled.
"Tell me why then."
"Women have a lot of triggers, one goes off when someone such as yourself threatens them. The trigger you pulled was the wrong one," she said sternly. "You should know a good deal about triggers of the mind, Legato."
Legato grimaced, "You should watch that mouth of yours, Miss."
"Well you asked," Veronica said with a sigh. She looked at her feet and back up again. "Look, I'm sorry, men like you really..." she planned the next word to flatter him, "...intimidate me," she said looking back at her feet.
Legato grinned, "I do, do I? No need to be intimidated, I'm not going to hurt you...as long as you listen to me."