Bjornar: Okay, Shawnee, throw it here!
Quinn: No! Throw it to me!! MEEE!
Bjornar: Come on, Shawnee! I threw to you last.
Mercy: Just throw it already!
Quinn: Ignore those two. Throw it to me! To meeeee! You know you want to.
Shawnee: Wanting to throw it AT you is not the same as wanting to throw it TO you. Loser.
Bjornar: I got it! I ... (miss) don't got it.
(roll, roll, roll)
Bjornar: I'll get it!
Shawnee: D'oh! I totally overshot that. I really thought he'd catch it, though.
Quinn: Don't be too hard on yourself. Girls are naturally bad at this kind of thing. It's just their nature to be bad at throwing, thus the expression "You throw like a girl".
Bjornar: Got it!
Bjornar: Uh, well... thanks.
Mercy: You were really fast... um... you're good at this kind of stuff.
Shawnee: Girls are just naturally BAD? WHAT? I dare you to say that again. Go ahead. Say that again.
Quinn: Uh... no hold on there a second.
Quinn: Upon further consideration, I believe that perhaps I have been mislead in my understanding of the feminine ability to throw.
Shawnee: Oh yeah, that's just a fancy way of saying "Golly, Shawnee. Please don't kick my a....
Quinn: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Run away! Run away! Bee, help!!!
Mercy: So you must've played football for a long time.
Bjornar: Um... well, no.., uh.. just soccer.
Mercy: Oh! Soccer. (giggle)
Quinn: BEEEEE!!! Help me! Beee!!! You traitor!!! Help!!!!!
Bjornar: Well, it really isn't THAT hard...
Mercy: Well, you just make it look so easy, like you're a professional or something.
Bjornar: (blush) Well thanks um... what was your name again? You can call me Bee...
Quinn: GAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! Bee!!! Help me!!! Help!!!!
Shawnee: Awww, Quinn. Come back here you big chicken. I'll bet you've got lots more fancy talk to get yourself out of getting yourself whooped. Come on back.
Quinn: NO WAY!
Quinn: (panting) Okay... lost her. I don't see any sign of her at all. Maybe she gave up and went in... phew...
Shawnee: Oh, Qui-inn. Looking for someone?
Quinn: GAAAAAAHHHH!!!! Bee! Help me, Bee!!! She's got me!!!! HEEEEEELLLLPPP!!!
Bjornar: Wow, so you lived in the fairy lands? What was that like? I've only ever lived here...
Mercy: Um... isn't your friend calling you for help?
(Quinn's cries for help in the distance)
Bjornar: Yeah... it's a um... joke between the two of us. Yeah. He's just playing. So anyway, tell me more about you, Mercy...
(Since Mercy and Bjornar had gone in, and Quinn was hiding under a bush, Shawnee was the only one around and I asked her if I could take her picture. And here she is. Thanks for reading my photo story. I hope you liked it. - Emi)