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 Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:32 pm
Dakota wasn't sure what was going to happen. Even he was sure that he wouldn't take Molly's threat seriously.
And Obviously Otto felt the same as he refused to apoligize.
So Dakota held his breath as she hit three.
And for sure though she might like, pat him on the head and send Otto to timeout or something. He wasn't going to lie, what she did next...
"Oh holy s**t." Dakota managed as he continued to hold the ice to his nose and scoot back farther in the bed.
Molly just...decked....Otto.....In the face.
"Uh..................
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........................................" Was it okay to laugh?
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:45 pm
Otto's nervousness ebbed as Molly just seemed disappointed. He figured she'd just give him another lecture and leave him be. Bullet dodged, right? Her little threat meant nothing. She turned away, he thought himself safe. And suddenly he was socked n the nose. Hard. "OW! <********> Otto yelled with a whine, hands flying to his nose. Tears welled up in his eyes from the injury. He hunched over, stomping his foot, walking in a circle, then whining again. "GodDAMMIT that HURT!!" No duh, Otto.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:55 pm
Molly didn’t flinch. She then grabbed Otto by an ear lobe and pulled him over to a bed across from Dakota. “ Now shush and sit down. You’re in time out. You will sit there quietly and think about what you’ve done. If you want to break that…well…” What Molly left unsaid: if you break your time out time, I will break your nose. She let him go, and disappeared for a moment before returning with another ice pack, which she pressed against Otto’s nose and then pressed a hand there. “ There. You’re even now. An eye for an eye!” Molly chirped, smiling now. “ That’s what papa said, anyways!” She turned back to Dakota, frowning a bit as she rubbed her cheek. “… Can’t exactly apply a bandage to that…huh, Shawty?” She hummed a bit and snapped her fingers, pulling some aspiring out of the first aid kit and handing it to him.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 4:13 pm
WAS IT OKAY TO LAUGH?
Because oh god Dakota was hunched over in his bed praciting breathing through the mouth instead of laughing. He would inhale through the nose but you know...broke and swollen and all. And goddamn. Molly just....
She was full of surprises.
"Yeah...Hurts like a b***h doesn't it..." Dakota scooted over on the bed to allow Otto some space before dipping his nose forward, "should've just apologized." Dakota nodded as Molly came back.
He didn't want to imagine what else her papa taught her.
"Nope Little miss Sweet and Petite." He gave her a awkward smile, "It's too bad I won't have a heroic tale to tell the ladies about how my nose broke. Doesn't sound cool when I say, 'the short death kid...no not gale the other one did it.' " Dakota took the asprin and dry swallowed, feeling every part of the pill go down.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 4:35 pm
Like some little kid in kindergarden, he was tugged by way of ear lobe toward a bed, where he sat begrudgingly. He was less inclined to agonize over his actions more than the pain of his injured nose, leaning his elbows on his knees with his face cupped by his hands. He simply grunted at Dakota rubbing it in, eyes squeezed shut as he rode the pain. No way in Hell would he apologize now. Otto's watery eyes opened and slid a gaze at Dakota again, narrowing at his statement. How was being punched by him on par with stupid little Gale? Well, yes him and Otto were a similar height, small in stature, but Gale was... like... GALE. 8/ Feh. "So sorry that you're embaressed to be broke by little ol me." Otto snapped sarcastically, perhaps bitterly.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 10:22 am
Molly reached out and pinched Otto’s nose, since he felt the urge to get mouthy again. “ You are in time out, young man.” She sternly reminded. “ Another five minutes in silence, and if you want to keep on talking, I’ll add another five minutes on top of that.” She ended up sitting on the bed next to Dakota since well…what else could she do for a broken and hurt nose at the moment? Dakota and Otto both had ice, and she cleaned the blood off of the Moon Hunter’s face…so now…it seemed like time would do it for him. “ Aww, I’m sorry.” She cooed to Dakota about lacking an epic tale. “ But wounds and marks create character, right?” She smiled a bit. “ You’ll be very distinguished.”
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 7:35 pm
Dakota let out a small...QUIET chuckle at the punishment for Otto. Yes. Pinching his already hurt nose, yes. Making him sit in time out, yes.
Molly had hit awesome status a long time ago but now...She was Dakota's hero.
He wouldn't admit it though the thing that probably made it so was of her mothering nature. Everyone needed someone in their life that reminded them of their mother....or family. Sitting here...Otto was like that surly brother he never had and Molly the mother he missed.
Gah sentiments.
"Yes I am very embarrassed Otto. Since You dwarf me in size, it just gets so much more feeble to attempt to save my reputation." Dakota rolled his eyes, shifting the ice as his nose was getting TOO cold.
"Only you would think that Sweet and petite." His orange eyes focused on her instead and he gave her a wobbly smile, reaching out to tug on the curl since she sat so close to him.
"I think aspirin is kicking in. Too bad you don't get any Otto...then again...Your nose isn't broken..."
Yet.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 8:21 pm
A hiss escaped the grumpy blonde as his sensitive nose was pinched. Time out?! This was ridiculous! He was a 17 year old! Not 7! Otto glared daggers at Molly as she attended to Dakota. Equally Dakota received the same icy glare. He had a feeling he'd have to watch his back for a while, lest his own nose get broken. He breathed in, about to retort to Dakota's comment, but zipped his lips soon after. He didn't want 5 more minutes of Molly's Time Out. Wait, why was he even adhering to this? Oh, but maybe they'd go to someone of a higher position about this scuffle.. Damnit. The blonde teen huffed and readjusted the ice.
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