A bag of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans. “You want to be careful with those,” Ron warned Harry. “When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor - you know, you get all the ordinary ones like chocolate and peppermint and marmalade, but then you can get spinach and liver and tripe. George reckons he had a booger-flavored one once.
““A bag of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans. “You want to be careful with those,” Ron warned Harry. “When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor - you know, you get all the ordinary ones like chocolate and peppermint and marmalade, but then you can get spinach and liver and tripe. George reckons he had a booger-flavored one once.” Ron picked up a green bean, looked at it carefully, and bit into a corner. “Bleaaargh - see? Sprouts.”
So it occurred to me while re-watching the G:KND animatic...
We never actually hear what fate Nigel Uno is choosing for Earth.
Sure, he’s essentially going to press a big red button and Chad is horrified, so we all assumed he was choosing something like planetary annihilation (or at least I did, don’t mean to speak for anyone else), but it could just as well be Nigel launching some sort of biological weapon on Earth to subdue the entire population. Hell, he could be providing his booger to disable the KND’s planetary defenses and allowing the G:KND to swoop in and occupy the planet.
There’s also the whole business of C:KND being no stranger to milking melodrama and humor out of mysterious misleading openings and otherwise laughable “anti-kid” things. Remember how “Operation: BUTT” began with a super serious interrogation scene? Or when in “Operation: TEETH,” how “horrible” it was that the floss net that Abby and Hoagie were tied up in was “slowly cleaning their teeth, and there was nothing they could do about it?”
Hang on. Ignore the strange syntax and stay with me for a moment.
okay, this is gonna sound really stupid, but i think the last time i cried wasn’t that long ago. i nanny four kids, okay? the youngest one is this boy names austin. he’s got autism, but he’s legit one of the silliest, smartest, sweetest kids i’ve ever met. i love him so much. he’s a booger but what kid isn’t?
anyway. he’s just sitting in the recliner with his kindle and with this super soft, cute voice he starts humming bink’s sake. he’s just sitting there, humming, and it sounds so precious. i didn’t prompt him or anything. he just wanted to.
it was so cute i actually started crying.
any other time, it’s probably me being overly sensitive to stuff in the fandom and crying over stupid shit.
I paid Feldspar a revisit in my Moleskine recently, and used him as an excuse to try to reacquaint myself with digital. I feel sorry for the poor guy. At least the tablet still works on this new setup, even if my brain doesn’t!
So freaking cold he swore his boogers were probably frozen solid
right now. Natsu hated the cold with a burning passion, yet here he
was standing in five feet deep snow in the middle of a park. Not a
single person could be seen in the park, so remind him again why the
hell he, of all people, was
“Natsu, c'mon! Stop being such a baby. It’s not that cold.”
Ah, that’s right. His asshole of a
boyfriend freaking loved the cold weather and was currently making
him suffer. His squinty brown
eyes glared at Gray as he rolled the base of his snowman into place,
smile spread across his lips.
Don’t get him wrong, he loved seeing Gray smile and having fun but
the cold biting at his extremities made it less enjoyable. Right now
he was using moderate amounts of his fire magic to keep his ass from
freezing and falling off.
The sun shines through the blinds warming your skin. Rolling over on your side you come face to face with Jack already wide
awake. “That’s creepy” you say flopping your head back down on the pillow. He’s staring at you intently studying your features “Sorry
I was just thinking about last night” he chuckles. Jack’s hand slips under the
blanket and he runs it along your back. You hum in response as he
lightly drags his nails against the skin. Jack scoots closer to you in the bed
until your bodies are touching. He places a kiss on your forehead and then
laughs. “What?” “You’ve got-“ he reaches towards you eye and you blink
repeatedly as a reflex. “eye booger” he says flicking it at you “smooth, way to ruin the moment” you giggle throwing off the cover and slipping on his tee.