[There was no way that Picky was backing down, now. A fake was a fake, and a fake couldn't EVER tell him what to do. And fake wasn't going to win this!]
No! NO NO NO!
[And he's throwing snowballs as fast as he can ball them up, hunching into himself to try and counter the pelting he's taking. Most of his shots are actually hitting something, after all. It doesn't matter that the not-Pokey's throws are harder and kinda sting and...]
OW!
[...and that one just got him in the eye and there was an ice crystal in it and it hurt...
He's not throwing anything else. He's wiping at his eye, and backing away, and trying not to cry.]
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Date: 2011-12-20 11:29 pm (UTC)No! NO NO NO!
[And he's throwing snowballs as fast as he can ball them up, hunching into himself to try and counter the pelting he's taking. Most of his shots are actually hitting something, after all. It doesn't matter that the not-Pokey's throws are harder and kinda sting and...]
OW!
[...and that one just got him in the eye and there was an ice crystal in it and it hurt...
He's not throwing anything else. He's wiping at his eye, and backing away, and trying not to cry.]