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Post by Hellion on Jul 3, 2009 0:29:58 GMT -5
tags;; anyone
The young teenager looked down at the two seperate pieces of sliced bread, then at the knife in his left hand. There was something missing, but what? Perhaps some kind of sandwich meat or something. No, he wasn't quite in the mood for a sandwich consisting of ham or turkey... He wanted something more creamy, more of a stuck to the roof of your mouth substance. You guessed it, peanut butter was the missing link between Julian's in-complete snack to a finished one. Looking around the room for the jar of peanut butter, Julian looked over a clock in the room that read 9:56. He wasn't aware of exactly how late it was, though he did assume something more eight-ish. Oh well, who was he, Time-Man? No, because first off a name like that wouldn't satisfy Julian, and two a man with that codename must have the worst possible power.
Anyway, back to the quest based around snacks. A small smirk formed across the dark haired boy's face as the sight of the peanut butter jar entered his vision. Julian stop himself from taking a step towards the jar, after all what kind of telekinetic walks somewhere to get something? Even if he might cause some sort of destruction by trying to a get the jar, he went for it anyway. Since, as they say, practice makes perfect and just consider this a little self practice. Reaching his hand out in the direction of the jar, Julian carefully focused on his goal. His hand now covered with glowing green aura, as well as his eyes, the jar had began to float toward him. He only hoped no one had the feeling right at that moment to just rush in and yell some random non-sense at him. And luckily enough, nothing out of the ordinary went down, except for maybe almost dropping the jar when it slipped out of his hand.
Now that would have been something, I wouldn't have cleaned up.
The young telekinetic thought to himself as he began to spread to the peanut butter along one slice of bread with the knife. Putting the knife down on the table and putting the two slices of bread together, Julian had accomplished his own personal quest of making a before-bed time snack. Leaning against the table, as a form of support, Julian started to slowly eat the now finished sandwich. Sure he left a small mess behind him, but he'd definitely clean it up as soon as he was finished with his snack. |
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