Morgana was silent for a while, closing her eyes, hand on her beak...
... And then she gasped.
"That's it! A whole theme of rising from your grave! Abandoning your old self! Taking on a new life! It's perfect! We can have gravestones for each member of the band, and there in the middle, a coffin, from which I emerge! No, no, I BLAST the lid off!" She giddily clapped at her marvelous idea, and then began to scour the desks trying to find pen and paper. "Oooh, I need to write this down! I can just FEEL the lyrics pouring in!"
So, yeah, still ignoring Tremaine. But now she was moving so fast that her familiars - twin bats and a spider - rolled out of her hair and onto the desk. The bats sheepishly waved hello to Tremaine, as if to say, That's, uh... that's how she is. Sorry. The spider just rolled its eyes.
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... And then she gasped.
"That's it! A whole theme of rising from your grave! Abandoning your old self! Taking on a new life! It's perfect! We can have gravestones for each member of the band, and there in the middle, a coffin, from which I emerge! No, no, I BLAST the lid off!" She giddily clapped at her marvelous idea, and then began to scour the desks trying to find pen and paper. "Oooh, I need to write this down! I can just FEEL the lyrics pouring in!"
So, yeah, still ignoring Tremaine. But now she was moving so fast that her familiars - twin bats and a spider - rolled out of her hair and onto the desk. The bats sheepishly waved hello to Tremaine, as if to say, That's, uh... that's how she is. Sorry. The spider just rolled its eyes.