The ten minutes it took to get from the police station, where I had already been twice, to the alleyway, which I had now been about three times, was a little annoying The ten minutes it took to get from the police station, where I had already been twice, to the alleyway, which I had now been about three times, was a little annoying. No, it was a bit more than annoying. It was exasperating, as I had to listen to two people sing who most likely should not have been singing. According to Elliot's logic, both the song by Bon Jovi and the song by Jon Bovine were basically the same. Therefore, after convincing Nick to teach him the lyrics and pull up 'Living On a Pasture' on his Spotted-fy app, the duo sang out at the tops of their lungs. "We've …show more content…
"Hey, buddy! Everything all hunky dory over there?" "Yeah..." I sighing, taking my hands off of my ears. "That was just rather... um... it was... um..." "Tod is a musical snob," said Elliot. "He can't help himself." "I'm not a musical snob!" I defended. "Oh really? Well, since you aren't from around here, you must not be used to quality stuff. No worries, you'll be just as cultured as me in no time at all!" "I have culture..." I whispered. "I'm an aristocrat..." "Guys! Guys, guys, guys! Oh crap, why haven't I thought of this sooner? I have a brilliant idea!" ran off an increasingly excited Elliot. "What is it?" I asked. "Let's have a competition to see which universe is better! Tod, you represent our dimension, and Nick, you represent yours, and we'll see which universe is the better one after all!" "I don't know, are you sure this is a good idea?" Raising an eyebrow, I was a little skeptical. "I'm all in!" chimed Nick. "This sounds like it could be interesting. Should there be a prize for the contest who outfoxes the other one?" "If you win," suggested Elliot, "He'll take you to New Francisco and buy you a …show more content…
"It just doesn't fit in. I mean, no wonder Duke sells his stuff in a place like this." "All of the buildings at home look like this," I pointed out to Nick. "I mean, the brick and the paint... it's just beautifully classical! It's so Victorian with a mid-century flare! Ah, this is exactly the piece of familiarity I needed." "No wonder Zootopia was such a shock to you..." he whispered, following Judy up to the door. The grey rabbit opened the door. A little bell fastened to the wall above the entrance dinged, notifying everyone inside that a visitor was entering. The weasel I had seen before was sitting behind the counter, a newspaper in his face so that you wouldn't be able to recognize who it was. "Nice place you've got here," started Nick. "It feels rather... what were the words... oh! Victorian with a mid-century kick to it, am I right?" "I don't want any trouble," he replied in his squeaky voice, turning a page. "I knew you were a great liar Nick; I didn't know you were a back-stabber too. I thought we made a promise not to tattle on each other, didn't we? Now I've got to hide out in this dump." "Wait, isn't this place yours?" asked
“We should go into this alley to discuss this.” Epsilon said. “Talking about this out loud isn’t the greatest idea.”
“Shoteka,” Lushanya hesitated on scolding me, “ that's actually not a bad idea.” Henry looked like he was going to faint.
I nodded, my mind beginning to work again. " That sounds okay," I agreed, breathless. "It sounds like fun, actually." "
Being stuck in traffic is not a fun thing to do, nor do I wish this upon anyone. It is one of the most annoying and frustrating things for me. July 4th of 2009 is one day I
“It looks as if the room might be used as a nursery for a child.” I slowly slid the door open and cautiously walked into the room followed by Anthony.
"The early universe, really early universe, before the time lords even. That's a generation 1 star!" he said pointing to the sun in the sky. "This is one of the first planets."
"Right this way," the host said, leading you into a large dining area. Every table was filled with people dressed in fancy dressses and suits. On the walls there were various painting, each one was beautiful and unique. On the ceiling there was a crystal chandelier that must've cost a fortune. The whole building was very
“Yeah, yeah I’ve heard it all before, no need to sound redundant Victor.” Teased Racer.
"Well, before I answer that, you need to think of a better way to ask that," Mrs.Biddle answered while the whole class was working on their morning work.
"What. The. Futz." Kate marveled at the lobby of stark tower, walls covered in paint, furniture turned over, elavator doors covered in blue paintballs.
Ana blinked, a little surprised by this sudden hostility. "Okay, then... Well, I think we all can agree that sometime he's not in a good position to say or ask certain things from his father. That's why this plan needs to work."
“I don’t know how you people do it.” I said trying to hide my disgust.
“Yes.” she answered blankly. At first sight, the man standing in front of her wasn’t impressive, nor a surprise.
Because of my decision to stroll another direction I succeeded to get lost. Clueless - It took me a minute to realize my surroundings were unfamiliar. Frightened now, the Halloween noises did not help ease my fear. I was definitely lost! Still walking, I frantically
“For example, one group will face a challenge that no other groups will experience.” He smiled, almost sadistically. “Any questions?”