Where did my fingers go?
Nov. 7th, 2011 09:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The other students are gathered in the entrance hall; we're just waiting for Scott to usher us into the van. Finally, he walks up - to me! Why...?
"Now, Brandolf," he starts in a slightly pompous tone, "remember to keep your tail close to your body. The hologram doesn't cover it."
I widen my eyes and bring one hand to my mouth in the classic 'oops' gesture. "Gosh, you're right! Thank you for reminding me, Scott!" As his lips curl into a very pompous and satisfied smirk, I clutch my tail in mock horror and bat my innocently wide eyes at the other students. "I mean, it's not like I've had this tail my *whole* *life*..." I wave it around wildly. "..and it's not under my control or anything..." Someone snickers. "And my legs - I never noticed how they're misshapen - I better wear baggy pants to cover them up!" More snickering; I *am* wearing baggy pants. Scott frowns slightly. "And MEIN GOTT! My hands! Where did my fingers go?!?" I hold my hands in front of my face and wiggle my fingers comically. Someone's laughing helplessly. I gasp in convincing mock-horror. "I'M BLUE! Wow, Herr Scott, thank you ever so much for reminding me! I mean, it's just so easy for me to forget that I look like A DEMON!" I fix him with a withering glare and stalk out to the van, leaving him standing in the hall with his arms crossed, surrounded by laughing mutants.