My Little Stalker

Wally stomped into Zonko's wincing- Alana had found her early on in the day and was STILL following her. Wally did not know what made the little girl want to follow her everywhere, especially because she was not a very personable child. Wally did not want anyone around her, particularly a sniveling first year.

Technically, she was going into her second year, but that made it no better for Wally. She walked over to the shelves, rifling through the merchandise, feeling that short presence close behind her. Wally sighed, "Yes, Shadow?!"

“Whatcha doing?” Alana asked rocking back and forth on her feet with her hands clasped together behind her back. She looked at what was on the shelf and wrinkled her nose. As she waited for Wally’s answer Alana went through many different funny faces. At one point it even looked like she was trying to touch her nose with her tongue, though she wasn’t. “What’s this?” she asked picking up one of the items on the shelf and holding it in Wally’s face, “Could you show me how to use it? How is it funny?” she had a bunch of random useless questions about this little item used for pranking.

Alana asked the question she had asked multiple times on the walk here and Wally felt her eye twitch, her hands curling into fists. Just ignore the obnoxious child- who was technically only a year younger, and yet still seemed like a completely different age of adolescence- and maybe she will get bored and just... leave. One could hope, right?

Wally just was not patient with people, that was the thing. Waiting for a potion to brew, or a prank to be sprung, or some creature to be observed. But she could not deal with people. The girl asked incessant questions and finally Wally slammed her fists against the shelf, whirling towards Alana. "What do you want from me?!" she demanded. "Talk to a clerk if you have stupid questions!"

“I want to ask you,” Alana said looking at Wally with big wide eyes and her bottom lip jutting out just a little. It looked like she’s start crying any minute even though she wasn’t going to. She just wanted a friend. She sort of looked up to Wally when her brother wasn’t around. She was older and smarter than Alana. “will you teach me how to prank people like you?” she gave Wally her best puppy dog face, “Please?” she held the last word out for ever, or so it seemed. “I’ll do what ever you want!” she shirked. Though she didn’t mention that she wouldn’t leave her alone it seemed quiet obvious.

Alana began to pout, using the face her sister Elise often used on their father, to get a new quill or get new dress robes or whatever whim she wanted satisfied at the time. Because of that, Wally hated that face and she was quite immune to it. It did nothing to the girl who people often considered without heart or soul. She blinked and scowled at Alana.

"That doesn't work," she growled. Beginning to root through the items on the shelf. At Alana's question, Wally shot her a look of surprise, shaking her head. "No," she said, as though the answer would be obvious. "You irritate me to no end, why would I want you around any more, huh?" At Alana's offer, Wally muttered, "You could be quiet for five minutes.."