Snippet #1913846

(Ooh. Found a good example of Elliot's voice. Edited him.)

Elliot felt his face burn when she answered back, and he sunk in his seat, looking down at the ground. His gaze shifted back to the girl and he nodded. "You and your sister are the only females here, unfortunately."

Rummaging through a dark pink bag dangling off his chair, he pulled out a pink lollipop, ripped off the wrapper, stuffed the wrapper into his bag, and put the lollipop in his mouth and just let it rest between his tongue and teeth.

Leaning back on the chair, he brought his knees to his chest and rested his arms on them, his sleeves dangling off of the sides of his knees, and the pink belts on each thigh dangling off the side of the chair.

"By the way," he said calmly. "I wasn't trying to be funny. I just tend to not realize what I'm saying, thank you very much, kind sir." The boy rose his sleeve-covered hand and almost made a "shoo" motion with it. "Take a chill pill, let me have my fun." Elliot chuckled, pulling out a drawing book and beginning to sketch a picture of his favorite character, Pinkie Pie, from My Little Pony, though he wouldn't dare show it to any one.

Stopping to push his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose, afterwards, he pulled his headphones around from his neck and inserted them onto his head, listening to the music that blasted into his ears, particularly a Tetris remix.

Glancing upwards to look at the time on the clock that was on the wall of the classroom, he mumbled, wanting class to end so he could dance in the hallway, or do something idiotic, like he would do, though he never thought of these things as "funny", or realized that he was doing a stupid act.

"Can you feel it, can you feel it," he mumbled under his breath as he copied some words that blared into his ears, continuing to draw Pinkie Pie, sort of giggling at the same time. "Bronies for the win," he growled to himself, grinning, as he bobbed his head to the beat of the music.