((Zozo, I don't know what to post for your charas!! :/ ))

Mitch couldn't help but chuckle softly at Moon's comment about 'preppy people'. Michael, feeling rather awkward, cleared his throat and nodded as if to say 'goodbye' to Claire before walking over to Moon. "I hope I'm not bothering you..." He said as he sat at the base of a tree several feet from the Gijinka.

((Me neither. Oh, an this will probably me my last post for today. Got to go to grandmas house.))

"Goodbye preppy person." Moon said to Claire, shooing her away with her hand and glancing down at Mitch. "You don't bother me, it's Claire. She's become more and more...preppy every year." She shook her head and swung up into the tree, leaning back against the trunk.

((Failure..yet again.))

((Alrighty haha))

Michael just laughed to himself as Moon's 'Friend', as she called her, was shooed away; it seemed as if Moon didn't really like her, and that vibe was strong. "Yeah, I understand what you mean. The more preppy they get, the more annoying and clingy they seen to get." Mitch paused and watched the girl climb up in the tree before continueing, " That's why I tend to not have many friends. Easy to deal with." The Absol gijinka laughed at himself at his very blunt statement. More like that's my excuse why I don't have many friends... He thought wearily to himself.

((Blood is BACK!))

Moon sighed, swinging her tail close to Mitch's face. "Yeah, but have you ever heard of 'saftey in numbers'?" She asked. "Whenever a human stops to laugh at me, Claire always has a good comback that makes them slink off." She pulled a sketch book from her purse and began sketching a houndoom that was training with a pichu a few feet away.

((Why do I fail so much?))

((You don't fail so bad I have nothing to work with xD Hahaha! Just kidding, you don't fail (: ))

Mitch scrunched his nose as Moon's tail threatened to hit his face, probably because her tail wasn't fluffy like his. He shrugged his shoulders at Moon's comment, mulling it over for a few seconds before saying, "Well, Why risk the chance of being made fun of? I'd rather just sit inside and not be made fun of... Then no need for combacks, or 'safety' in numbers. You see what I mean?" Michael laughed at himself before saying, "But those are just the ramblings of a wierd, secluded Gijinka like me."

((Grrr...Yes I do. Watch. Here comes another one. Actually, Moon fails because she's about to call Mitch 'smexy' in her own words. xD))

"You're not wierd. You're...special..." She giggled."No, you're normal. I'm the wierd one." She sighed. She couldn't get the houndoom's flamethrower to look right. Fustrated, she flung the sketch book down and growled as it thumped against Mitch's leg.

((Meh, I can work with that! xD))

"And what qualifies you as wierd?" Mitch said quietly. "You seem quite normal to me..." He jumped as Moon threw her book down, her outburst shocked him. Michael picked up her book and stared at the drawing: It was rather good. "What's wrong with it?"

((Now THAT was a fail. xD))

"Well, what qualifies you as weird?" She asked, jumping down and sitting beside him. "The flames aren't right. The pichu's head is too big and it's body is to small." She sighed and watched the sun as it climbed across the sky and the clouds as they merged together and created odd shapes.

((Grrr. This is gonna sound wierd. *headdesk and facepalm*))

Moon sighed and discretly scooted closer to Mitch, laying her head against his shoulder.

((Oh god! Writers block in it's most extreme case! Sorry about the...odd sentence. Please don't mkae Mitch kill her!))

((I won't! ^-^

Pst, click my egg. xDDD))

Mitch was, once again, suprised at her actions.  At first, he was tempted to knock her off of him, then sighed (In his mind). He remembered the last time he did something like that to a girl, it didn't end well. She went all psyco on him and almost broke his arm. Yeah, that wasn't a good night for him, least to say there. He paused and leaned his head on the tree behind him. "A nice sunset, isn't it?"

(You hold the egg close to try and warm it up.
You feel it slightly move inside its shell!))

Moon realized what she was doing and blushed, standing. "Uh, yeah. Sorry." She scooped up her sketch book and slipped away into a patch of woods and up a tree. Growling at her self for being so...girly, she started breaking off small twigs from the tree, throwing them down.

((Tada. o.0 Moon has losts of mood swings. You're probably thinking 'Oh crap. I am roleplaying with a complete retard. Quick, self, run away now amd maybe she wont see.'))

((xD No worries, I can see that happening. xDD))

"Uhh..." was all Mitch could mutter out as Moon walked away. "Bye?" He called after her, still sitting down. Michael was secretly relieved, yet partially bothered. Was being near him really that bad? He raised his eyebrows at himself and got up, looked for Moon, wondering if he should just leave. Though, leaving her wasn't probly safe as the sun went down, more people tended to 'haze' his kind at night, where it was harder to stop them. "Hey Moon?" He called for the girl, feeling somewhat responsible for her.

"Up here." She called, dropping her tail  to show him which tree. Clouds covered the sun and cold raindrops splatttered the ground. She pulled her tail back up and covered her head with her wings. Having torn most of the rain break from the limb above, she still got wet, but kept her head and most of her torso.