Random Weirdness

I Honestly Don't Know What to Call This

Nalitie: *is putting stuff in a backpack and humming*

Sam: *walks in* Whatcha doin?

Nalitie: *throws a backpack at her* Put your important stuff in this.

Sam: Ok then.... Give me a few.... Seconds. *walks back to her house*

Nalitie: *shoves more stuff in the backpack* *tries to zip it up* *can't* Mmph.... *tries to shove the stuff in further

Sam: *shows up in the TARDIS ten seconds after she left* The fun thing about time travel.... *steps out and locks it* *already has her backpack full of things and swinging the TARDIS key in her hand* Just incase we need it, I can materialize the TARDIS to wherever we are.

Nalitie: *finally zips backpack* *gives Sam a bag of cheese* Here, take this. Do NOT lose it.

Sam: Why do I need cheese?

Nalitie: Lunch. I don't have any other food.

Sam: I've got an entire kitchen in the TARDIS. Which CAN BE MATERIALIZED, OR AS YOU HUMANS SAY, TELEPORTED, TO WHEREVER WE MAY BE.

Nalitie: JUST KEEP THE CHEESE IT'LL BE IMPORTANT LATER. Now come with me! *leaves the house and starts walking down the street*

Sam: *sighs and follows*

Nalitie: *starts running* OH SHOOT WE MIGHT NOT GET THERE IN TIME WAIT NO WE WILL. *sits in the middle of the street*

Sam: *catches up to her* Why are you sitting in the middle of the road?

Nalitie: I forgot to bring the dresses. What theme would you like them to be? Baked goods? Sea? Clouds? Nah, nevermind, I don't do featherwork.

Sam: Dresses? What?

Nalitie: Cake it is! *starts running down the street again* I DON'T SUPPORT THE CAUSE BUT WE'LL GO ANYWAY. IT'LL BE AN *Flapjack voice* ADVENTURE!!!

Sam: WHAT NO! I DON'T LIKE CAKE! *chases after her* I'D RATHER HAVE, OH I DUNNO, TIME TRAVEL?!?!!?!?!!??! SINCE IT'S WHAT I'VE DONE MOST OF MY LIFE!!!!

Nalitie: NO! I DON'T BELIEVE IN IT AND I STICK TO MY WAYS. Oh wait... OH POO THERE'S NO UHHH

Sam: NALITIE I CAME BACK 10 SECONDS AFTER I LEFT YOUR HOUSE WITH A FULL BACKPACK, AND YOU STILL DON'T BELIEVE IN IT??????

Nalitie: I DIDN'T SAY I DIDN'T BELIEVE IN THE IDEA. I just don't believe in using it. NOW LET'S GO FIND EITHER A BAKER, A FISHERMAN, OR A... seamstress? I dunno how I feel about feathers.

Sam: BUT I WANT TIME TRAVEL!!!!! WE EITHER DO THAT OR I'M NOT COMING WITH!

Nalitie: I HAVE AN IDEA! *runs into a building on one side of the street*

Sam: *follows her* What?

Nalitie: *runs into another room, since it is a house* *arguing can be heard*

Sam: UGH RUNNING. *walks into the room*

Nalitie: *hides something behind her back* WHAT NOTHING.

Sam: WHAT DO YOU HAVE?

Nalitie: *holds out crayon* DON'T HURT ME! I WASN'T TRYING TO BLOW IT UP I SWEAR! IT WASN'T ME!

Sam: NO CRAYONS. NOT AT ALL. GIVE ME IT NOW.

Nalitie: I'M SORRY! DON'T PUT ME IN A BLENDER! IT WAS HER! *gives the crayon to the girl next to her*

Sam: GIVE ME THE CRAYON. I'M GIVING MY SOUL TO THE KING OF HELL IN TEN YEARS, SO GIVE ME IT. I ALSO HUNT DEMONS AND OTHER THINGS. GIVE. ME. IT. NOW. Oh and did I mention I time travel and save people and aliens?