Felixitous

Otto silently thanked God that he hadn't been singing. He wasn't very good at music, so he always made sure he practiced somewhere where no one would have to listen to him.  He liked music, though, so he always practiced. He'd just been muddling his way through a Bob Dylan song, "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right," in a deep part of the woods with his back comfortably nestled against a tree trunk.  Just a sort of thing to help him relax and clear his mind of all the chatter the girls brought him every day.  Not that he minded; he never minded.  Sometimes he just needed to reboot his brain so he could

Otto sat dejectedly at a table in the library, head hung low over a textbook.  Finn Baker saw him there and sidled up to the dryad, grinning. "Saw what... you did... to Beast Boy," the zombie said in his pause-peppered speech.  Otto looked up at Finn dejectedly.  He had lashed out at Gavrouche in the heat of his rage at what Helen had told him of the spriggan's injustices toward her, and he had never spoken so harshly to anyone in his life.  The lanky dryad was kind to his core, though, and even though his words had been in defense of his friend, he still felt miserable about them.  Finn cont

Sparrow sidled up to Finn Baker, who was very carefully folding sheets of colorful paper into different designs. "Whatcha dooooin'?" she asked, grinning up at the imposing undead boy. Finn glanced over at her. "Just some... origami..." She picked up a little purple crane from the table. "Wow, you're really good! You think you could teach me?" --- "Hey, Caius!" Caius turned to see who was talking to him and saw no one. A bright giggle from below. "Down here!" Caius looked down to see that little ginger brownie, the one that always stuck around with Laku's dumbshit friend, Fox Boy. "Uh..." "Oh! Sorry. I'm Sparrow!" She extended a slen