What happened to you, puddle duck? Can't handle a little rain? Take the jacket, you're making a scene!
Hmph, why do you care? Chicktaff grabs the jacket from his hands and puts it on.
yanks the jacket back Are you seriously that desperate for attention? Why do you insist on making a fool of yourself? Here, have it back.
You need to learn manners! Give me back my jacket, it was made from rainbows and unicorns!
Rainbows and unicorns, huh? Must've been made by your imagination then, because it sure doesn't smell like anything good.
Oh, if you liked the smell so much you could always snort some cocaine off it~Chicktaff says with a smirk.
Oh, please. If I wanted to do drugs, I'd just steal them from your dad. You think you're so clever, don't you?
Hey!! That’s mean.Chicktaff says in a flustered tone.
You're right, it was mean. But you know what? Mean is what you deserve for being such an attention-seeking pain in the ass.
Shut up or I’m gonna make your lunch come out through your nostrils.
Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Puddly. What, are you gonna throw a tantrum like you always do when you don't get your way?
Fine! I’ll go! He runs away from school until he reached the shopping mall then bumps into another boy.
Oi! Watch it, dweeb! You alright, mate? Vincent looks concerned, but quickly reverts to his usual self. What were you doing bumping into people like that?
Hey, hey, I wasn't talking to you, Puddly. But since you're here, why don't you stop running away from your problems for once and face them head-on?
Ow! You’re hurting my precious angel wings!
Oh, you think you have angel wings now, do you? snickers Next thing I know, you're gonna be wearing a halo and pretending to be a saint too.
I have proof they exist! Not everyone believes in Santa Claus. Some believe in unicorns. Others believe in aliens. But there is solid evidence of angel wings existing.
Evidence, huh? Show me this so-called evidence then. I'd love to see what kind of nonsense you came up with.
There! See that girl over there? She was born without wings. But look!He points at a girl across the street with beautiful angel wings.See?!She grew them herself!
Wait a minute... that girl... she does have wings! How... how is that possible? Did she... did she do something to get them?
Exactly!And isn’t it cool!?She’s basically an angel.Chicktaff says excitedly.
So, uh... Puddly, since we've both seen the girl with wings, does that mean we can use that as evidence that angels are real?