Yey! Though I've already given like ten facts about myself due to me receiving two of these but tally ho~

1. My first language is French (*´ω｀)o

2. I’m a sad little love-sick child (｡´∀｀)ﾉ

3. Dragonflies are the worstest, they fly in your face like what even ( ≧Д≦)

4. I ship Destiel (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

5. I like iced coffee (★^O^★)

[[Hey yo Jess okay here PROMOING YOU

YOU PEOPLE READING THIS FOLLOW HER SEPARATE BLOG WHATEVER IT IS

[[ahh the joys of Microsoft Paint

I made a song for Rachael (the-knife-with-an-edge) because she’s been feeling a little under-the-weather lately. You are fabulous girl

^{sorry for my bad singing}

Tagged by Jess || Mun versus Muse

“Anna you are so dumb. So dumb.” muttered Eleanor, pulling out her gun. She flicked a switch on the side of the smooth black object, pointing at Anna. Her eyes widening, Anna backed away. “I.. I have defence!” she said dodgily, biting her lip. ‘Damn, I thought fan-fiction battles would have prepared me for this.’ the poor mun thought, eyeing her muse with a rather alarmed expression. Suddenly, out of the blue, Eleanor pulled the trigger.
“KABAM!” yelled the young woman in glee as confetti burst out of the gun. Anna screamed, scrambling backwards. “THIS IS WORSE THAN JUMP SCARES!” she protested, pressing her hand to her heart. “I could have had a heart attack!”
“I know.” smirked Eleanor, blowing a stray piece of confetti which had ventured onto her hand.
‘Time to bring out my defence.’ thought Anna, slipping her hand into her bag.
“SHERLOCKICECREAM, I CHOOSE YOUUU!” she yelled, throwing her pokeball into the sky. It flew high up into the air until it was out of sight.
“No!!!!! Sherlockicecream!” Anna cried out desperately, squinting and looking up at the sky. No sign of that blasted Pokeball.
“Damn!” she spat, turning to frown at her muse. “Little bitch!”
Eleanor gasped. “Don’t use profanity.”
“Profa.. What even-”
She was cut short by a sudden explosion in the sky. “Sherlockicecream!” she cried out joyfully, but her glad expression changed when she realized what it was. “Oh no.”
IT HAD BEEN THE WRONG POKEBALL.
Unknowingly, Anna had picked the deadliest Pokemon of all times.
Those darn pokeballs were all identical, how could she have known?
“Gosh diddly din darn jim bob!” Anna exclaimed, earning strange looks from her muse.
It was Rafikimon. The exploding singing baboon pokemon.
“AHHHHH STEBEN YAAAAA” Rafiki mon screamed tribally in the sky as it shot down to the ground. CRASH. You guessed it. Rafiki had landed. If you hadn’t guessed it, you must be pretty dumb.
Hurriedly, Anna mounted Rafikimon.
“Tally ho old chap!” Anna yelled out gleefully. “Tea and scones.” she whispered, thinking of Jess. Haha. Jess. MORE LIKE ‘ABANDON ANNA ON FIRST NOTICE JESS.’
There had been so sight of that girl on Skype since at least 24 hours! “I WILL RUN YOU DOWN, ELEANOR.”
Suddenly, Eleanor’s face started wavering. Literally wavering. Like waves on her face. She started to grow black hair… A lightning scar…
“WHAT?!” exclaimed Anna, taken aback. Her muse had turned into Harry Potter. “NO APPARATING ON SCHOOL GROUNDS!” the mun yelled out hastily.
“IT AIN’T SCHOOL GROUNDS!” screamed out Eleanor-Potter maniacally, disappearing with a weird wooshy sound.
Well.
What a lovely ending.
I truly didn’t bother with this fic.
Have a nice day.

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