Looking back at Johnny, Todd nodded uneasily, still not completely convinced. On the other hand, now that things had calmed down a bit and his rattled nerves had had a chance to recover, he was feeling a bit better about the situation. Some tenacious, long-suffering part of his brain that might have been Optimism even pointed out that this might be kind of fun. Provided he didn't go out of control and crash into the tree, of course.
" He gingerly nudged the broom a little to the right and leaned forward, then squeaked in surprise as he felt the broom start to move. His grip on the handle tightened reflexively as the broom sped up, and his mind kept going back to the out-of-control nightmares. Todd looked back at Johnny again, and asked "How do you make it slow down?", not quite able to keep down a rising note of panic in his voice.
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Date: 2006-02-04 05:20 am (UTC)" He gingerly nudged the broom a little to the right and leaned forward, then squeaked in surprise as he felt the broom start to move. His grip on the handle tightened reflexively as the broom sped up, and his mind kept going back to the out-of-control nightmares. Todd looked back at Johnny again, and asked "How do you make it slow down?", not quite able to keep down a rising note of panic in his voice.