Galafray's Monster Academy ~*P*R*I*V*A*T*E*~

Pointless poll tiem~!

Noob.	10.0%	[ 2 ]
HECK YEAH!	20.0%	[ 4 ]
Eggs.	25.0%	[ 5 ]
Haha.. I'm ignoring the "private" sign.. XD I'm cool.	25.0%	[ 5 ]
*raeps poll*	20.0%	[ 4 ]
Total Votes:			[ 20 ]

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter smiled. "They're pretty!" He said. He rushed over to the group of said pretty butterflies and held out a hand, standing still and waiting for one to land on his hand. Once he had one on his hand, he walked over to where Claire and Gwen were and held out his hand, the butterfly flapped its wings slowly, standing in Dexter's palm. He smiled even more as it began to crawl across his palm.

Gwen stared at the butterfly, "It's okay, I guess... Just a butterfly, nothing really.. you know.. special..." She shrugged.

[Seven Strike]

Claire giggled. "Awww! It's so pretty!" Suddenly, she looked around. "I wonder if there are more..?" Watching the butterflies, she saw groups of them flying in and out of a wall of vines. "Over there.." she said, pointing and walking over. Morphing her fingers into a series of knives, she sliced a small opening in the vines and crawled through.

A loud gasp could be heard inside.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter walked over, looking at the vines. He wore the same confused expression that Gwen had on her face. And the same time, they both asked, "Claire, how'd you do that...?"

There was a small pause, "Claire?" Dexter ducked threw the opening in the vines, mindfull of the butterfly still in his hand. "What happened?" He looked up from the ground (he had been making sure he wasn't going to trip over a tree root or something).

[Seven Strike]

Claire was staring up at a vortex of butterflies, all varying in shape, size, and color. Her mouth hung open in awe at the sight. "It's... incredible..." was all she managed to say.. For the time being, she seemed completely unaware Dexter's presence.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter looked around, just as amazed. "Woah. I didn't even know this place was here..." He said quietly. He didn't even notice when the butterfly flew off of his hand and joined the rest of its fellow brothers and sisters.

Gwen followed in behind the other two. "Wow." She said simply, no words could describe the sight for her.

[Seven Strike]

Claire turned and saw the other two, and for a moment, actually looked surprised. Then, she beamed at the two. "Hey.. I've got an idea.." she said excitedly. "Why don't we make this spot 'Our Spot'...? It can be like our own little secret area that only we know about.."

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter smiled, "I like that idea..." he said, still looking about at the sight of the butterflies.

Gwen nodded. "How are we going to hide the entrence from others? I image alot of people walk along this path... So, they'd notice the hole in the vines..."

Dexter wasn't paying attention at this moment, instead, he was absent mindly wondering outloud, "I wonder how many butterflies there are."

[Seven Strike]

Claire looked thoughtful for a moment. "Hmm.. well.. we could cover up the entrance with something.. like a rock... Or maybe find someway to seal it... But how..."

The butterflies continued to dance in the heat, circling round and round and round...

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter was watching the multicolor swarm of butterflies, growing slowly more and more dizzy as they circled around above them.

Gwen looked thoughtfull. "A large rock would work... If we could block it, and that way we would know where it was, and we could just go around the rock..." She said with a not. "But... where would we find a rock that big?"

[Seven Strike]

"Well, there must be one like that somewhere around here..." Claire said. She paused and looked at Dexter. "Uhm.. Dexter? Are you ok..?" she asked. He did look a little... strange.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter didn't seem to hear Claire. His eyes were still following the butterflies. His neck was starting to cramp up from looking up for so long*, but he seemed not even to notice that. He didn't seem to notice anything anymore.


Gwen raised an eyebrow, "Dexter?" She said, leaning around to look at him. She looked at Claire, "What's wrong with him?"



(*Srsly. Try looking up for a long period. It hurts. O.O" )

[Seven Strike]

Claire lifted her eyebrows in concern. "Dexter...?" she asked, her voice cracking. Reaching forward, she touched lightly Dexter on his shoulder to get his attention..

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter didn't respond.

Gwen shook her head, "DEXTER!!" She grabbed his shoulders and shook him back and forth.

Dexter blinked quickly, shaking his head, "W..What?" He asked, looking between the two. "What is it?" He shrank slowly out of Gwen's touch. He didn't like being near her, no offence or anything to her.

Gwen took back her hands, crossing her arms.

[Seven Strike]

"You spaced out..." Claire explained. "We just wanted to make sure you were uhm.. ok..." Cautiously, as though Dexter was going to object, she brough her hand forward and touched his forhead. "You don't have a fever..." she noted.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter looked confuised, "I spaced out?" He asked, "I was just looking at the butterflies for a moment then Gwen was shaking me... " He then added in an undertone before he could stop himself, "Besides, i've never had a fever before."

Gwen was looking at him suspsiously. "Maybe you should go back inside, maybe the heats getting to you." She said.