"Nah, we got plenty of time!" Zinzie chirped. He pulled a piece of bacon, which was almost as tall as him, off of the tray. He set his bacon down on the table next to him, not worried at all about germs. After pulling a handful, which was slightly more than a crumb, off of the biscuit, he went to town on breakfast. His bites weren't even bit enough to be a human nibble, and yet he was doing his best to eat with the least amount of manners that he could manage. By the time he was full, the bacon was missing one corner, and the crumb of biscuit was half gone. Zinzie drug what was left over back onto the tray. "I'm stuffed. You can have the rest."
Now no longer busy, Zinzie's shining eyes darted around the cafeteria for trouble waiting to be made. A glimmer in the lights caught his eyes, making his wings flitter. Zinzie spotted a boy putting a coin in a drink machine and darted from his spot on the table. The little imp flew in between the boy and the machine, snatching up the coin right as it was about to go in the slot. The boy turned and shouted at him, but he was but a speck in the air. Zinzie took his prize up into the rafter to gaze at it giddily. The shiny quarter was almost the size of his head, and would come nowhere near fitting in his pocket. He supposed he would have to put it with all the other shit he'd stolen.
He was about to carry it off when he noticed someone walking in through the lunchroom doors. It was that fairy girl, Echo. There was no one else that he loved to pick on more. Perhaps it was because he secretly admired the girl. Nethertheless, the cheeky imp flew from his hiding space, making a beeline right at her. Like an annoying little bug, he swarmed around her head, pulling on bits of hair and cackling.