11-11-2018, 12:23 PM
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Retorts burned at the back of his throat. How was he supposed to know this group set things on fire purposefully? He still did not know that powers existed. The short brown cat's fault was ignorance. Hobbitfoot felt that he was being unfairly examined, but there was not much he could do, considering he was the one who has trespassed in the first place and made many assumptions. He debated turning back on his offer to join, staring back at Bakugou with a hatred and distaste almost equal to the male's own. It didn't take long for him to realize that, by leaving, it would be a victory for Bakugou rather than himself. So, it was out of spite that he put his foot down and decided to continue with his mission.
"Challenge accepted." He muttered under his breath as soon as Bakuguo left, still shaking with anger and disbelief. "Sorry." He glanced at the two other Typhooners who had been companionable to him, biting his lip with guilt. "I'll ... I'll do whatever joining ritual you have and then start making myself useful I guess." Hobbitfoot shrugged.
Retorts burned at the back of his throat. How was he supposed to know this group set things on fire purposefully? He still did not know that powers existed. The short brown cat's fault was ignorance. Hobbitfoot felt that he was being unfairly examined, but there was not much he could do, considering he was the one who has trespassed in the first place and made many assumptions. He debated turning back on his offer to join, staring back at Bakugou with a hatred and distaste almost equal to the male's own. It didn't take long for him to realize that, by leaving, it would be a victory for Bakugou rather than himself. So, it was out of spite that he put his foot down and decided to continue with his mission.
"Challenge accepted." He muttered under his breath as soon as Bakuguo left, still shaking with anger and disbelief. "Sorry." He glanced at the two other Typhooners who had been companionable to him, biting his lip with guilt. "I'll ... I'll do whatever joining ritual you have and then start making myself useful I guess." Hobbitfoot shrugged.