Post by Axel Sterling on Aug 8, 2007 18:35:34 GMT -5
1-2-3-4 Marchando mi combo forma un alboroto
1-2-3-4 Salte! Que va pasando mi combo!
1-2-3-4 Marchando las gatas forman alboroto
1-2-3-4 Que va pasando mi combo!
Socio no me ronques
Porque
Vas a sentir el torque
No te toque
Ni nos provoques
O te dejo caer el bote
Socio no me ronques
Porque
Vas a sentir el torque
No te toque
Ni nos provoques
O te dejo caer el bote
Axel hummed to himself as he pulled on the remains of his costume. Bunny tail? He looked at the old fake beard he had, which had been rolled up into a ball and duct-taped onto his jeans. His long, black shirt, which had not been tucked in or rabbit-ized, was swaying lightly. The red tie that lay against it was plastered with small, round buttons--some of which that had odd phrases, some of which had small doodles. His spiky hair was sticking out, jagged, in odd places under the white headband. This particular headband had large rabbit ears sprouting out of it. They flopped behind his head. He dabbed the last bit of pink on his nose, rolled up his sleeves, and ran to his closet.
He needed a bag of some sort. One to trick-or-treat with. He scowled and dug through his closet, finally grasping a plastic bag. Eh. It would do. It's not like anyone would give a second look to his bag--they would be far more interested in his 'costume', or the fact that he was going trick-or-treating in the dorms when it was no where near Halloween. Besides, even if they did pester him about the bag, he would always have the ridiculous comeback of 'Well, where's your bag?' Pretty lame, but still. It was something.
He licked his lips and turned around, pausing once more by the mirror before heading out the door and leaning against the wall. Axel smiled faintly and checked his watch. It was five or so minutes until Adora would arrive. As usual, he was curious as to what she would do--and what her costume was. He hummed to himself and sighed.
1-2-3-4 Salte! Que va pasando mi combo!
1-2-3-4 Marchando las gatas forman alboroto
1-2-3-4 Que va pasando mi combo!
Socio no me ronques
Porque
Vas a sentir el torque
No te toque
Ni nos provoques
O te dejo caer el bote
Socio no me ronques
Porque
Vas a sentir el torque
No te toque
Ni nos provoques
O te dejo caer el bote
Axel hummed to himself as he pulled on the remains of his costume. Bunny tail? He looked at the old fake beard he had, which had been rolled up into a ball and duct-taped onto his jeans. His long, black shirt, which had not been tucked in or rabbit-ized, was swaying lightly. The red tie that lay against it was plastered with small, round buttons--some of which that had odd phrases, some of which had small doodles. His spiky hair was sticking out, jagged, in odd places under the white headband. This particular headband had large rabbit ears sprouting out of it. They flopped behind his head. He dabbed the last bit of pink on his nose, rolled up his sleeves, and ran to his closet.
He needed a bag of some sort. One to trick-or-treat with. He scowled and dug through his closet, finally grasping a plastic bag. Eh. It would do. It's not like anyone would give a second look to his bag--they would be far more interested in his 'costume', or the fact that he was going trick-or-treating in the dorms when it was no where near Halloween. Besides, even if they did pester him about the bag, he would always have the ridiculous comeback of 'Well, where's your bag?' Pretty lame, but still. It was something.
He licked his lips and turned around, pausing once more by the mirror before heading out the door and leaning against the wall. Axel smiled faintly and checked his watch. It was five or so minutes until Adora would arrive. As usual, he was curious as to what she would do--and what her costume was. He hummed to himself and sighed.