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 Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 11:09 am
 Hard Truths found himself after school with Paper Lantern, finishing the chores it was their turn to be assigned. The colt didn't mind too much; he just wanted to finish his duties and go home.
While he was working on dusting the erasers and organizing the book shelves, he noticed the pieces of scrap paper littering the room and suggested that the flutter pony take care of them. He knew Paper Lantern had a fondness for paper, after all.
What he hadn't counted on was the glue, tape, and other adhesive that had been left out with the scrap paper, nor what trouble they could cause his winged classmate.Astraea Pandora ((Lol, I'm sorry for the horribly uncreative title and the somewhat short opening post. sweatdrop As usual, please let me know if there's anything you'd like me to change~ wink ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 9:29 pm
Paper Lantern had almost too eagerly rushed to pick up scraps from the day's craft project. Sweeping, eraser clapping, dusting, tidying up was just so BORINNGGGGG. He had sorted out the paper scraps by color, and before he knew it, had take one of the glue bottles he'd just put up and started to make up something for Miss Glory. Using the red scraps he starts folding and tearing, making an apple shape. He turns, his wings knocking over his glue and sweeping some of the paper scraps around. "Truths, does this sort of look like an apple?" He holds up the frame of the piece he is making, not noticing the bottle of glue he's knocked over has tipped over and begun to drip onto his wings
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:04 pm
Truths did his work with a certain sense of satisfaction as he completed his specified tasks cleaning, organizing, and restoring order in general to the chaos that was the end-of-the-day classroom. Every once in a while he would look up to check on Paper's progress, but for the most part, he concentrated on the tasks assigned to him. Thus, he was not aware of the craft that the flutter, upon sorting paper scraps, had decided to create.
Just as the young unicorn was putting the last book in size order on a shelf, Hard Truths registered the sounds of tearing, folding, and general 'mess-making' along with Paper's voice in the tone of a question. He turned and gaped, hardly able to utter a sound of distress before the glue bottle was knocked over. Truths stared at the frame, afraid to focus on the catastrophe of supplies scattered around that, for the sake of its creation, had been raided and strewn about.
"Sure, it looks like an apple," he stated, his tone as rigid as his body. "It also looks to me like the exact opposite of what we were trying to accomplish here. Weren't you supposed to be putting those things away?" He made great efforts to control his voice, remembering how his words could end up sharper or more hurtful than he intended, especially to the sensitive flutter brothers in his class. And that wasn't even when he was angry.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:45 pm
Paper blinked, turned, looked at the mess he'd made and laughed. "I guess you're right.." He righted the glue bottle and got a damp paper towel to wipe up the mess from the table. Once scrubbed clean, he gathered up the remaining scrap and put it into the Paper recycling bin, stuck the supplies he'd pulled out back into their respective places and used his small blue hoof to carefully collapse the apple's frame into a perfect flat shape that looked a lot like a perfectly bisected apple slice. He tucked the creation into his cubby spot. "Looks like we're done.." he said looking around. "Oh.." he found one of the books of the fancy encyclopedia volumes that was on a high shelf out of normal reach almost completely under the cubby shelves. "I'll get this..up there."The thick T book seemed to weigh him down just holding it. Biting his bottom lip in focus, Paper bent his knees, sprung up, flapping his wings. Instead of going up, he went into the wall just under the high shelf right face first, bounced off the wall, and landed with THUD on a desk. His eyes spun, his legs were all akimbo and one of his wings buzzed agitated. "Ow.."
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 10:13 am
With a sigh, Truths shook his head before going to help the other colt. He was pleased with how quickly the flutter cleaned up, however, and watched with some admiration as the apple frame was so neatly folded. "You certainly have a talent for paper crafts, don't you?" he murmured, though he seemed to be speaking absently to himself rather than directly to Paper. The next words were obviously for him, though. "Nice job."
As the blue foal pointed out that it seemed like they were finished, Hard Truths decided to give the room a final inspection. Thus it took him a moment to register what Paper Lantern meant regarding getting something up somewhere. When he turned to see, his eyes widened and he hastened to the flutter's side.
"What do you think you're doing, idiot? That book's too big for you. You're going to hurt yourself!" Truths snapped, moving to take it from Paper. But when the smaller colt attempted to make his way upward, he ended up smacking his face into the wall instead and bouncing off it before landing hard on a desk below. The unicorn stared at the tangle of long limbs. He opened his mouth to ask if Paper was alright, but what came out instead was an outburst of unexpected laughter.
"HAHAhaha...Paper...you should...should see yourself," he gasped between laughs. "...so...funny! ...Like a...a fly into a...glass door...hahaha!" Truths' stomach began to ache as his chortles wracked his body, forcing him to sit back on his haunches. He couldn't remember a time he had ever laughed so hard. "...Your wings," he wheezed, having gradually understood the problem. "...Your wings are stuck!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:52 am
Paper might have cussed in Japanese, he couldn't tell because his head was filled with what sounded like a really loud high pitched noise. Truths sounded like he was speaking from far, far away and the unicorn colt suddenly had 3 heads. "Ughh...."He slowly righted himself, wiggling each long limb to check for aches and pains.Finding his legs fine, he slowly stood and stretched. He was going to hurt in the morning. His stretch reached his wings, but only his left one raised and shook a little. Feeling something off, Paper repeatedly raised and flexed his wings until the problem hit him. "HE..HEY! MY WING IS STUCK!" he accidentally shouted, his head still ringing. The end nearest to his body flexed up as he tried to just forcibly pull his wing free. "TRUTHS HELP ME COULD YOU PLEASE MY WING IS STUCK!"He blinked, noticing Truth's expression. "ARE..ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 7:18 pm
"That's...that's what I said," the unicorn gasped some more, his laughter beginning all over once Paper started yelling. He didn't ignore the reason, though, guessing that the flutter's hearing had been somehow disrupted and that it meant he could have been injured quite critically. Forcing himself to stifle the amusement that continued to bubble up from within, he attempted to focus on the matter at hand.
In a quick motion, Truths used the magic he'd been practicing outside of school to right the large encyclopedia volume and replace it on the shelf that Paper had been trying to reach. Normally he didn't approve of excessive uses of magic, but this was urgent and he had no time to find the means to put it back himself.
He approached the small, blue colt, motioning with his hoof to bring his volume down and saying, "Talk softer. Are you hurt anywhere?" He spoke slowly in the case that Paper still couldn't understand him, hoping he could read his lips instead. It seemed the flutter had hit his head pretty hard, but it was his wing he seemed most concerned about.
Glancing at the wing, he shook his head, trying extra hard not to laugh again. It was a funny sight for sure, but that didn't seem to be the worst damage Paper had sustained. They could deal with that later. "Can you hear me?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:56 am
Ugh, why was Truths speaking in a pitch that only dogs should be able to hear? But he understand the motion Truths' was displaying and he lowered his voice, even though he couldn't hear himself anymore. "I'm not hurt.." he stood. Truth was still talking to him, and Paper used the same gesture, lowering his hoof so Truth would talk softer. After a few moments, the high pitched ringing noise quieted. "I'm ok.." he said aloud, more to test his hearing then anything and he nods to confirm it. "I can hear you better now, thanks." He turned his attention to his wing and strained to lift it again, his other wing buzzing like a bee and lifting half of his body a little off the ground. He landed, puffing a little. "It's still stuck..maybe I can lift it off if I just..." He craned his head and nipped at the end of his wing, and starts to turn in a bit of a circle at he pulls. Kitomyx Ahh sorry sorry, I've been out of town and super sick and just totally museless! Hopefully we'll be able to pick this up and finish now =D
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 10:43 am
"Good," the unicorn answered, feeling a lot more relieved. But he wasn't completely worry-free yet. "What happened? Were your ears ringing?"
His brow was creased in concern, but as he couldn't do much about Paper's head at the moment if it was internal, he turned to examine his wings. One of the pair seemed fine. But Paper had already assessed the problem and was attempting to tug on the other.
Laughing again, Truths said, "Stop, stop! You just look ridiculous. I'll help, but you need to stay still." Trying to get a good look at the stuck wing, he asked, "How did it...did you glue it to yourself?"Astraea Pandora ((Oh, please don't worry about it! I'm so sorry to hear you got sick and museless. sad Are you feeling better now?))
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 10:10 am
Paper's nose wrinkled a bit. This was serious! His wing was super delicate and he had no idea what would happen if it ripped. He might never fly again! And somehow Truths found this funny! His tone dripped a little in his annoyance. "I don't know..." he was frantically trying to pull his wing free with his own power. "Maybe when I was making the apple I got some glue on my wing and I didn't notice.." He stopped yanking, his shoulder was getting sore from the effort. "What're you gonna do..?" he said a bit nervously, not sure what ideas the unicorn might have. Kitomyx I'm still sick but I think I'm getting better? I'm not sure anymore honesty sweatdrop I'm afraid to go to the doctor in Canada cause I dont have any insurance what so ever and I'm afraid of the cost. Also I think that we should start some more..unconventional methods of freeing Paper's wing that result in making Paper a bit more miserable but make Truths laugh. After Paper has enough and is thoroughly put out with the failed attempts and Truths giggling, Truth can walk Paper home where Silk will apply a super hot compress to his wing and it will unstick after a time. The two might be a little crabby at each other and Silk could sorta explain why Truths felt Paper situation was funny and help Paper see how it was funny, cause she's going to giggle too, but also very lightly reprimand Truths for laughing and not just trying to maintain his composure till after the situation was resolved, as Paper might find it more funny WITH him after it's over. Do you think that's an ok way to go? question
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 11:13 am
"Hmm..." Glancing around, the unicorn tried to think of what they could do to unstick the paste. "We could try...using more glue," he said, looking toward the glue bottle again with a slightly mischievous smirk. "Maybe if we stick your wing to something else, it'll get unstuck from your body."
"Or," he added, peering out the window, "we could try hosing you down with water. Not sure what kind of glue this is, but it's worth a try, wouldn't you say?"Astraea Pandora ((Aww, I'm sorry. That's terrible. Do you know what you think you might have? Is it a cold, or more than that?
As far as your plan, it sounds good, but I just feel awful for poor Paper. ^_^; Might I suggest something else to make him laugh? Instead of waiting until Paper got home and his mother explained it to him, what if Truths laughed so hard, he got stuck in glue himself and maybe made Paper laugh that way? He'd have more reason to walk Paper home too, because they'd both be stuck (together? XD unless that would be too cruel) and Truths doesn't have any parents to help him out. And then he could also have more of a reason to be chastised by Silk because he was clearly too careless being amused about the situation and got in his own sort of trouble? And possibly that he thought he could handle the situation himself because he thinks he's so 'grown up' when should have probably just asked an adult to handle it in the first place? Or would that be too much? I don't mind sticking with your plan if you prefer.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 8:02 pm
Paper nodded, shuffling nervously. Right now trying anything sounded good. His wing being stuck was driving him insane. "Y..yeah maybe water will work.."Kitomyx Oh I actually like the idea of Truths getting so lost in amusement that there is an accident and ends up getting a buncha glue on him, like his tail or mane maybe? And Paper will get a kinda "HA HA" moment before the suggests they should just both go to his home and see if his mother can help. "Mooncake doesn't live at home anymore.." he'll say, which might make Truths feel better that Moon won't see him in such a state.
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Posted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:02 pm
"Okay, then let's go," the unicorn urged with a grin, nodding towards the door for the flutter to follow as he headed outside. Once they were out, he went around to the back of the school house where there was a small tap set in the building and a hose that linked to it.
"Just stand over there and stay put," he told Paper, gesturing to a spot in the grass with a hoof. "I'll try not to turn it on too strong, but I don't want you to wash away with how light you are."Astraea Pandora ((Lol, alright then, I guess we'll do that. XD Though did you want them to actually get stuck together, or would that be too much?))
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:34 pm
Kitomyx I wouldnt mind if they got stuck together at all! Paper groaned. "I just hope it isn't too.." The water splooshes onto his body. "COLD!!!!!!" He sputters and keeps shaking his body, trying to clear water from his pelt only to get soaked again. "Stop! Stop Truths Stop!" he moaned, spitting out water ever other word. When the water finally stopped, Paper's hair was plastered over his face. Turning his head, flinging water across the school yard, he tried to lift his wing. "It..it didn't work.." he whines.
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