[Evil Tink]

"I'm not mad at you Holden..." She came over, helping him with the remaining cake, "If it makes you feel any better, I've never been mad at you." She smiled slightly, standing once the cake had been properly taken care of. She used a bit of telekinesis to get the crumbs from the floor to the trash can. "Solo's just crabby because he hasn't fed for a long time..again." She sighed, her tone had become irritated as she mentioned Solomon's feeding habits. "He really needs to take better care of himself."


Melody glared hard at Mystic, 'I don't want to practice anymore! I've had enough! I want to see Holden. Right now!' She then crossed her arms, stomping her foot on the floor.

Mystic was about ready to rip his hair out; which he hated by the way. Thanks to Melody and her habit of throwing sticky liquids she should not be touching in the first place, he had to cut it so short, it hovered around his ears. He hated it short! Not to mention, she was beginning to act rather spoiled and quite frankly, he was sick of it. "I told you ten times now! Solomon and Holden need to work out their issues before you can see them! I don't want you caught in the middle of it!" He glared right back at her; his eyes red. "Am I going to have to put you in a case?"

Melody kept her glare as he threatened her, 'I've been here all day..can't I just go for a little bit? Plleeaasseeee?' She frowned slightly, flopping to her butt on the floor, 'I just want something else to do for awhile..'

Mystic sighed, running his hand through his short hair. He growled as his hand finished through. He wanted his long hair back. "Let me ask him.." "Oh Holden~ Question for you~"