Brightney x Squirm

Squirm: *munching on a page of his diary with paper machet, scissors, crayons and glue beside him* *suddenly the door creaks open and Squirm turns around to see brightney a piece of paper in his mouth* Brightney: *holding ar uler* well, well, well look at you munching all over the books once again... oh well time for your little repellent. Squirm: no, no, no, no, no, no, no wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, Brightney I made this for youuuu!! Brightney: huh... oh