Deciding to take a walk and to avoid people on this particular day, Kurumi found herself strolling the pathways with slightly heavy footed steps. Fifteen...was she really already fifteen? That seemed to strange and surreal to her right now, but she was glad that things seemed to be passing like any other day, which was a relief to the fourth year. She didn't want anymore attention being drawn to her.

And then...she heard a really LOUD whistling noise coming from her pocket. "Merlin Aristotle, knock it off," Kurumi hissed as she removed the metal egg from her pocket and examined it. Her eyes widened when she saw just what it was doing now. Since when did he flash RAINBOW COLORS?! Kurumi's jaw dropped as she stared at the egg and fumbled with her robes to try and find her wand. What did he want? Heated? Cooled? Dried? Moisture? Cleaned? She had no idea and was just going to have to try all of them until she guessed right.

"Argentum Frigidus," Kurumi said as she performed each of the wand movements after each word. The spell wrapped around the egg, causing it to feel colder to the touch. Aristotle's color changing speed up and the colors began to glow. Oh, glowing, she knew what that meant. "S-Sorry," she stammered, swishing her wand "Argentum Calidus," and a tap. The glowing ceased, but the RAINBOW COLORS didn't. Panicking a bit, Kurumi twirled her wand. "Argentum," and a point, "Siccus." Aristotle didn't seem to like this either, and the metal designs on its surface began grinding against each other, making the sound that Kurumi imagined a troll made when it was grinding its teeth. "Okay okay okay, I get it, you didn't need drying," Kurumi winced, twirling her wand once more in a slightly less fluid motion - it was hard when she was trying to plug her ears. She rather liked her eardrums. "Argentum Humidus," she said, pointing her wand on the Humidus bit. The sound stopped, but the color changing didn't and now Aristotle was jumping around in her hand.

"Ug...you are getting attention!" she sighed. What else did it want? Unless...he was jumping in agitation for her not getting whatever message he was trying to tell her. Rainbows were bright and colorful, maybe he wanted polishing? Kurumi pointed her wand at the egg, tracing over every bit of its surface, "Excolo." It whistled in response, but the colorful gradient of colors certainly didn't. Kurumi was disappointed in herself. One would think that after spending half a year with this egg that she would have a better bond with her egg and know what it wanted when it behaved this way, but she had no clue. What other charms could she use? Maybe it needed other forms of cleaning spells? "Scourgify." Nothing...only more bouncing. "Tergeo." And still more bouncing. GAH! Maybe she could just use a Color Changing Charm? "Multicorfors," she pleaded. Aristotle turned silver for a moment, but the egg shivered and shook the color off and it crumbled off his shell like chipped paint and blew away on the breeze.

"Aristotle, I don't know what you need," she frowned. It whistled back to her, and bounced a bit more, rolling onto its side and laying very still. "This is no time to play dead," she said, rolling her eyes. It was a game that he sometimes played, sort of like its own version of Darumasan ga koronnda. Kurumi was worried that she had broke it...or hurt its feelings. It whistled suddenly and began bouncing. What was it doin---oh! Kurumi now noticed that the design on its surface had shifted and formed into fancy calligraphic letters that she had to squint at to read. "Ha---ppy....Birth----day," she read slowly. "Wait...are you..." Before she could finish though, the egg whistled and jumped a bit more. "Thank you, Aristotle." He was now the second person to have wished her a happy birthday.

Wait...had she just called him a person...