ACTION 07

[hamburellakind]

[So, having finally decided to make good on his hopbeast promise to Terezi, John finally returns to his room after a few days...well, not in the room his mirror infected with his cake fumes. It is only then that he sees his closet has been locked.

Oh. Okay.

Time to knock on Dave's door!]

Daaaaave! Why is there a lock on my closet?

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[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Poor rabbit.

Scratch that, poor Dave right now.]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[...:|]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[They love you, John, really. :D]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[That's not a good defense, is it?]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[ Keeping the rabbit in one hand, Terezi executes swift and clean justice to a Mr. John Egbert. "Justice" in this case is taking a red sharpie from her pocket and coloring all over John's glasses. They are now coolkid shades. Your punishment is to remain a coolkid for the rest of your life. ]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Cough. It's a cool cough, one that's almost-but-not-really there.]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[ She retreats back into her room, slamming the door while cackling. The rabbit will probably learn to eat chalk and things it finds in the closet. It will be well cared for. ]