[action]
[was diddling about in the hallway and bug snatching, waiting for a certain little someone after rumors about where she may or may not have been traipsing with who she should or shouldn't have been associating with. turns a corner; FOOTBALL EYES LOCK ON THE PINK BEANCURD.]
You little-!
[leaps up into the air and lands with his teeth on her PJs. uhoh. i hope her PJs don't slip 8O.]