“…And caught out little suck-a-thumb.
Snip! Snap! Snip! The scissors go;
And Conrad cries out – Oh! Oh! Oh!…”
Is this Assault reading nursery rhymes?
I really hope this is Assault reading nursery rhymes.
Assault read from the book of poems, and every one of the ninety kids that sat around him were leaning forward, eyes wide.
yessss
“He’s so good with kids,” the librarian murmured.
Ahahaha!
Either he’s really not and this is ironic because of how wrong they are, or he actually is and it’s ironic because Battery’s plan backfired and Assault had an unexpected side to his character. Either way, I love it.
“Of course he is,” Battery said. Maybe there was a hint of bitterness in her voice, because the librarian gave her a funny look.
This is beautiful.
She plastered a fake smile on her face to assuage the woman’s doubts.
“…both his thumbs are off at last!” Assault finished.
So, uh.
Did this nursery rhyme just tell the story of a kid cutting his thumbs off with scissors?
Yikes.
The kids squealed in delighted horror.
Pain in the ass, she thought. If I were reading that one they’d all be crying.
That’s… probably not a good thing, but on the other hand it might imprint on them the value of scissor safety?
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