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We all know that you're in love and that you just simply can't keep your hands to yourself... well, TOO BAD! This is the place to learn how to control your urges!
If you find yourself in this dungeon, it means you've disgusted someone enough with your public display of affection that they actually threw you in detention. Hogwarts is for filling your head with magic and knowledge, not for making sure you learn the art of kissing. Prepare to be punished, lover boy or girl.
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SPOILER!!: Maggie and Flamsteed
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
Oh.
"No, I-"
Maggie didn't get the chance to explain what she'd meant, however, because Flamsteed had joined them. Oh the joys. And Zeke was acting weird. Ugh. This detention was NOT at all going well. Which, probably, was the point but still. She'd managed to soooort of convince herself that it was going to be fine.
Now, she wasn't so sure anymore.
With a small sigh and a glance at Zeke, Maggie nodded and pulled out her wand. While she might have been a little paranoid usually she highly doubted a staff member would be using her wand against her. After she'd placed her wand in Flamsteed's hand (yes she'd noticed the fact that they were, well, dirty, ew), Maggie looked up at the professor. "Sir, is what I'm wearing okay?" So, like, they wouldn't be flying again or something, right?
She WAS wearing a skirt. Maggie switched her back from left hand to right and waited for an answer.
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Accepting both their wands, he wrapped them in a Star Trek handkerchief and then tucked them into his enchanted breast pocket. "Hopefully," he winked at Mr. Zeke. Unless he had to jump in and save one of them from drowning or something.
"I am GLAD you asked," he chuckled, pulling out his own wand once more to give it a quick wave and conjure a pair of Wellingtons in house colors, or the neon variation of them at least, for each of them. Which meant a lively green with little silver snakes all over it for her and a spirited red with little gold cartoony lions for him. Pausing before handing over the pair of green ones to Miss Traulton, he gave her attire a quick look over. "Well...it won't go very well with these boots...but it's acceptable, I suppose."
With one last shrug - he wasn't the fashion police - he handed over the boots. "Just slip those on and follow me."
He was wearing his own pair of Star Trek inspired footwear, thank you for asking!
Upon entering the room, they wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary due to the darkness. They would, however, be greeted by the unpleasant sound of water sloshing about. Nothing too drastic. Just enough to cover their toes really.
Zeke didn't have time to consider what Maggie was going to say, because there were more pressing matters at hand. Like the cleanliness of his wand. If he thought it bad enough that Maggie brought a bag with her to detention, her question made him wonder about the contents of said bag. Is what she was wearing okay? He couldn't help himself. Almost instinctively he looked her up head toe to head and back to toe. She looked fine by his standards.
Ahem.
What he did wonder though, was how Flamsteed could be all buddy-isn and winking and stuff when he'd completely ruined his moment with Maggie. This detention was so unnecessary. But alas, further distractions pulled him from his thoughts.
Boots?
Wellington boots?
.....
Zeke accepted the red pair without further questions, at this stage he figured it would be best not to ask. The less he knew, the better. Slipping his own shoes off and leaving them in the corridor (he was sure they'd still be there when he returned) Zeke slipped on the boots and followed Flamsteed to their punishment hole.
"What the...?"
The first thing he noticed, was that they were apparently having their detention in Lovers' Lair - of course, duuuhhh. The second thing he noticed, was there was a very real presence of water in the room. He lifted and placed his feet down a few times to test the depth of the water - which was nothing to be concerned about. Of course, he figured Maggie might likely have a different opinion of this. Sparing her a quick glance, Zeke then focused on his Head of House.
Those Wellingtons were....kind of cute, to be honest.
Maggie eyed them for a moment before accepting them. It could've been a lot worse. He could've made them wear like...sweatpants or something. Ew. When Flamsteed stated that it wouldn't go with her current outfit, she looked back and forth between the Wellingtons and her school uniform a few times but ended up just shrugging. There WAS a hint of a frown on her face, however.
Eh. Nobody would see her wear that. Besides, they could've been neon orange or something.
Again, it could've been worse.
Maggie, too, changed into the Wellingtons and then, after another quick glance at Zeke, placed her shoes and bag (she wouldn't be needing it after all apparently) next to his. Right. Off they went. It wouldn't be that bad. Even if Zeke wasn't exactly on her side anymore he would still be THERE. So it she wouldn't be by herself. It would be fine. She was wearing protective footwear too, after all. Wellingtons.
.......wait.
Right after she'd stepped into the detention room, Maggie could hear it. Or feel it. Water. She was standing in water. Her eyes tried to adjust to the darkness around them but it was no use. She couldn't really make out much of anything apart from where Flamsteed and Zeke were. Instinctively she took a small step closer to the latter, eyes resting on the professor however.
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Stepping proudly into the room, although treading lightly to s not to splash his suit or disturb the room's temporary inhabitants, he turned his back towards the dark abyss and faced the duo.
"Welcome to Lovers' Lair," he chuckled before diving into a bit of a reminder as to why they were here in the first place. "You two are here because you violated the sanctity that is the space of scientific inquiry known as the observatory or, as Mr. Zeke put it, got carried away. In your act of osculation. As shall be punished accordingly."
And no, he was not about to give a lesson on geometry as punishment. Mathematics was never a punishment. It was a glimpse into the perfect universal language.
"Now, fourth year. Not quite OWL year but still never too early to brush up on a bit of wizarding history," he mused. "Why don't you two tell me what you know the 1991-1992 school year here at Hogwarts?"
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The welcome was more extravagant than he thought it needed to be. For starters, what even was an osculation? If anyone was looking close enough, the lines of confusion along his brows would have been evident, as it was, he hoped the darkness masked most of his confusion.
But the burning question was, WHAT WAS 'ACCORDING' PUNISHMENT? Seriously, what would be 'punishment' for a little lip-locking? He wanted to know. And just HOW did that fit in with this whole... THING, with water, and boots. ????
With Maggie so close, he was almost tempted to take her hand again, if not to reassure her that things were fine, but to comfort himself as Flamsteed started with talks of O.W.Ls. He really didn't want to think about those yet.
...
And to add to his confusion, a HoM question.
A HOM QUESTION?!.... Was this a joke? Flamsteed KNEW how much he struggled with that subject.
Sighing, Zeke shrugged and gave the best response he could. An honest one. "I have no idea, Professor." None. Was that the year of the Goblin Rebellion? Did it happen at Hogwarts? Or was it like... when Voldemort killed Harry? Y'know, FAILED to kill Harry? But water? He looked to Maggie, did she know?
Maggie rolled her eyes but luckily for her it was probably too dark for either of the other two to see. Really? Very funny, Flamsteed. Only not. During the professor's soliloquy – soliloquy because he didn't really expect either of them to LISTEN, right?! – she once again tried to make out what was going on in this room. She tapped the water beneath her feet softly with her shoe.
At least it wasn't too much water. Maybe a leak?
When he started talking about OWLs, Maggie's eyes were back on the professor. What? And again...what? Was this what they were going to do? WOULD THEY BE COVERED IN WATER WHEN THEY GOT THE QUESTION WRONG???????????? Why did Zeke not know the answer??
Think, Maggie, think.
"Harry Potter?" That was a wild guess but she'd learned that a lot about magical history was somehow linked to that guy. "And the...." She looked around again. "Lake?" She was a Slytherin so she was used to the lake being nearby. The water must've come from there, right? "The Giant Squid?" She was literally playing an association game with herself right now.
Omg. Would they get to meet the Giant Squid though? Dima would be so jealous!
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Oh sweet solstice.
Looked like this detention would not only hand out a humble helping of justice, but it would be educational as well. Two fwoopers with one stone. Although he would rather said fwoopers not be here in the first place but since SOME fwoopers couldn't keep their beaks off one another...
"Harry Potter, yes," he sighed, thankful for the darkness that veiled his disappointment in both of them at their knowledge of Hogwarts history. "Specifically it was the year of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." He looked at the two of them as if reading into their facial expressions whether or not they knew what that was. "The Stone was kept safe at this school, guarded by seven enchantments and creatures provided by the professors themselves to keep Voldemort from getting his hands on it."
Pause to stare at them some more.
"Can either of you name any of those seven?"
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Harry Potter! Yeah! Cause he was totes the answer to like almost everything, right? Zeke smiled at Maggie's triumph when Flamsteed confirmed it was correct, or at least, partly correct. The Philosopher's Stone... that was the alchemy thing yeah? Where you couldn't die. Or was that something else? ...
He'd heard all the stories, but apparently his childhood had been thoroughly deprived of them, so in catching up, it all kind of... became ONE story.
Shuffling a foot in the water, while balancing on the other, Zeke considered what enchantments were used to protect the stone. There were a LOT of options, but there was one that came to mind. "There was a test of potions, like a riddle," he stated, as if that was the most obvious of them all - because to him it was. "You could either move forward, or backward, or die." He knew which of those outcomes he'd prefer. But still, HOW was this applicable to snogging???
Maggie beamed and even reached over to give Zeke's hand a squeeze. She got this. This was going to be easy. Was this the whole detention? Flamsteed asking them history questions? Why were they standing in water though? That still didn't make a whole lot of sense. At least they had those Wellingtons.
Would they be allowed to keep them? Like it would kind of be a fun trophy of sorts.
Back to Flamsteed and the history lesson though. Philosopher's Stone. Right. She nodded. That was that...thing, yes. That stone thing. It had been guarded. By other things. "Harry Potter!" That answer had worked earlier so Maggie had decided to try it again.
Oh wait, actually she knew one more! "That plant!" Yes. That one!
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Nodding, although neither of the tasks he had been hoping for them to bring up, Airey cleared his throat when he was able to make out some hand ACTION going on between the two now that his eyes had adjusted a bit more to the dim lighting. Sweet solstice. It was that sort of thing that landed them here in the first place.
"Do try to show some restraint," he muttered, eyebrow cocked at the sight.
Moving on.
"But yes. Among the seven were Severus Snape's potions riddle and Pomona Sprout's web of Devil's Snare. You two will be participating in a slightly...modified version of one of these historic tasks. One of my personal favorites, actually, next to the little trick from Albus Dumbledore using the Mirror of Erised. Filius Flitwick, Charms professor at that time, had a task involving enchanted flying keys. An entire flock of them to be exact. Among this seemingly endless sea of winged movement was ONE and only ONE key that would allow the Harry Potter and his companions to move forward to the next task. In your case, this will be leaving this room...but you will not be dealing with winged keys today..."
Just then the sloshing sound of water gently hitting against the stone walls turned into something a bit more unnerving. It was almost as though there had come a sudden downpour, but there was no rain falling from the ceiling. Now that everyone's eyes have adjusted, dark silhouettes can be seen hopping through the shallow water before a croaking chorus begins to serenade the professor and his detainees.
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Feeling Maggie take his hand and squeeze it, startled him. In a good way. Zeke could feel a warmth rising in his cheeks, and that had him hoping that the dim light would be enough to conceal what he was sure was a blush. Why was this happening? If that wasn't enough to get his blood pumping, then Flamsteed calling them out on the small gesture sure was. He would have apologised if he felt he had done anything wrong, but is it was, he didn't. On top of that, he was rather enjoying himself right now, so sorry Flamsteed, you're just going to have to get used to it.
Instead of replying to Flamsteed's words of caution, he averted his gaze to where he was sure the floor would be - because it was so very interesting, y'know?
Though, that moment was short-lived, because when the Professor started going on about the tasks that protected the philosophers stone, he was hooked. WHAT were they going to do? Their very own obstacle course? Flying?! He needn't have been TOO excited, because what it sounded like to him was Flamsteed locking them down here and letting them fumble through a key hunt to break free. Was that even legal? incarceration?
He barely had time to consider this when noises erupted. He could make out the figures moving about, but what had him most curious was the fact that they were croaking.
"Frogs? We have to find a key in a frog?" ... did that mean... EXTRACTING a key from a frog? Last he checked they hadn't been instructed to bring their cutting knife from potions, and nor did they have their wands... soooo... froggy pull-apart? He squeezed Maggie's hand again, knowing full well that she wouldn't approve of catching frogs, let alone dismembering one to find a key.
Maggie didn't notice Zeke's blush, nor did she know what Flamsteed was calling them out for. Maybe it was just a general warning of sorts. So they wouldn't go back to doing what had brought them here in the first place. Which in all fairness wasn't TOO likely. This wasn't exactly a very nice place.
So no worries, Admiral.
They'd been right again! Only it hadn't been the answer Flamsteed was looking for. Oh well. So keys. Right, they'd be finding the key to get out of here again. Maggie looked up, almost expecting a bunch of flying keys. It would be rude though if they were expected to fly around on broomsticks. Once again, skirt, she was wearing it. So that better not be it, Sir.
Oh no.
Maggie jumped slightly when they were suddenly seemingly surrounded by....hopping things. Frogs. Yes she was now definitely holding onto Zeke's arm, sort of clinging to it with her body. Ew. Ew. Ew. The hand squeeze was appreciated but not really helping. They would have to find the key in the frogs. IN the frogs? In them? That sounded awfully cruel. That couldn't-
"No."
She spoke softly, eyes back on Flamsteed. They'd be punished accordingly. ACCORDINGLY. "Its like...in the fairy tale" Only the frog wouldn't turn into a prince probably. "No." Maggie didn't say anything else, just stared at the professor. No.
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It was a little anticlimactic, considering that the professor had been banking on one or both of them having a bit more knowledge about wizarding history (honestly, don't either of you two read?) but the slow reveal was actually proving to be quite satisfactory.
"Yes and no, Mr. Zeke," he chuckled, twirling his wand between his fingers as the croaking became a bit louder. Or just no since Miss Traulton seemed rather adamant on that response. "It depends on whether or not you take the word 'in' literally or figuratively, really....and if you want to get all technical on the term frog. Toads and frogs are different, I hear." With a wave of his wand, the torches that lined the walls of the dungeon's flames intensified to fully illuminate the space and its moving...hopping floor.
...splish splash splosh...
"There is a toad for each of you among ... all of them," he explained as he gave a vague wave out at the hopping sea. "That will turn into a key that will unlock the door and end your detention. Seeing as you two have a fascination with lip locking, the way to get your key is to kiss the toad on the mouth. Since they are not frogs, you will not have the mucus to deal with...but kiss the incorrect toad and you'll have no choice but to try another until to find the right one. One key each. No sharing. And you must find your own key. Are there any questions?"
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Maggie on his arm was nice, though he was conscious not to take things any further than they had - despite wanting to hold her closer.
The whole yes and no thing, was not appreciated. It was not an answer, not an appropriate one anyway. The first part of Flamsteed's clarification went straight over his head, and the second, well, okay, the second was something else. Not frogs, toads. He didn't really know the difference, sizes perhaps? But it clearly didn't matter.
Maggie's assessment of the situation added to his confusion. Fairy tale? No? WHAT?
...
And then the lights went on - so to speak. Blinking as his eyes adjusted to the lighting, Zeke scanned their surroundings. There were a LOT of toads. Merlin. And just ONE toad for each of them, in all of this? It looked like it was one of those needles in a haystack moments. And then the gravity of the situation hit him.
...
No.
NO.
Zeke groaned inwardly.
It wasn't so much that HE cared about kissing toads. So long as they weren't poisonous, he'd live to tell the tale. BUT... he was sure that after this experience, Maggie would NEVER kiss him ever again. Because who would kiss a guy who's kissed a hundred toads?
"You single handedly ruined my life, Professor," he said, defeated. Was the man proud?
But no, he had no questions. None. So he shook his head 'no'.
Maggie literally AND figuratively did NOT care if the things were frogs or toads.
Her nose wrinkled in disgust when Flamsteed turned on the lights and she was finally able to look around properly. This was gross. So so so so so so so gross. Why had she been right? It was just like in the fairy tale. Only not really because doing it in real life was WAY grosser AND she wouldn't have a prince afterwards. Hmpf. All she got out of this was a stupid key.
She slowly let go of Zeke to have both hands free to be able to put up her hair. There was no way she'd let those hopping things get into contact with her precious hair. Once that was done, she looked around again, swallowed, was quiet for a long moment before finally looking at the professor again.
"Can we mark them somehow? Can we get like..." She had meant to say 'chalk' but since they were in water that wasn't happening. "Like....a....spray can?" Maggie was desperate and trying so hard NOT to freak out over this. If she had to do this she at least wanted to make sure she didn't kiss a toad more than once.
How this detention had RUINED Zeke's life Maggie wasn't sure but she didn't ask. Just gave him an unimpressed look.
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It would be incredibly inappropriate to give in to the desire to burst into a fit of evil laughter, right? Of course it would, but that certainly did not stop the man from doing so internally for several moments as his lips curled up into an unnerving smirk.
Teenage angst. It was a horrendously amusing thing at times and it if was not so terrified of its presence in his classroom he may take some pleasure in the Gryffindor's dramatics.
"Highly implausible, Mr. Zeke," he mused as he took a step to stand beside the two; firm hand placed on either of their shoulders. "Try to keep a bit of perspective."
Turning towards the Slytherin, he gave a small wink before responding. "You two may use whatever you have on your person to do said marking if you wish." Since they seemed to enjoy putting their heads together that should be no problem. Ahem. "But I do not condone vandalizing your uniforms."
So don't tear your shirts and socks up into little ribbons to tie around the toads or anything.
Was that it then? He winked at the pair of them and then gave them a bit of a push towards the hopping masses.
"Qapla'!"
Because Klingon seemed the more appropriate war cry at this time.
He would just be chilling on the other side of the door looking through the barred window with a bag of popcorn enjoying the show.
OOC: Aaaaaaaaaand you're off! You do not need to wait for me to RP the outcome of kissing said toads, but ONLY I can RP the key transformation
You will need at least 5 posts apiece of chasing and kissing toads. If you have any questions or need clarification at any time please give me a nudge
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He was too busy wallowing in self-pity to have bothered considering logistics. But Maggie raised a good point, marking them was the smartest way of going about it, otherwise... well... they might be here longer than necessary. And, instead of kissing a hundred toads, he'd have to kiss 300 toads... and then NO GIRL would ever go near him again. Except maybe Amur, she might have questions regarding the ordeal, and AJ wasn't the squirmy type, so OKAYYYY... maybe he wouldn't be ALONE alone, where girls were concerned, but it was still a very isolating factor. ToadLips. He would be dubbed, ToadLips. His image was ruined. His life was ruined. And it was Maggie's fault.
Sigh.
Exchanging a look with Maggie, he considered the Professor's response. Use anything they had on them? He fished around in his pocket... he had a chocolate frog, some lint... more lint... a sickle? Yeah... this was hopeless.
And as for vandalising their uniform. Well. Now that was something. He wouldn't have minded terribly if he had to rip through his garments, so it was a shame that it wasn't an option.
"You got anything on you?" he asked Maggie, because he wasn't keen to jump in on this activity just yet.
He nudged a swollen toad with his boot, resulting in a weird toad screech.
The hand on her shoulder was NOT appreciated and it took a lot of self discipline for Maggie not to shrug it off. Ugh. This was just getting worse and worse. Especially when Flamsteed denied her request for something to mark the toads with. Whatever they had on them. Funny.
And they weren't allowed to vandalize their uniforms either.
Ugh.
The small push had the desired effect and Maggie stumbled forward slightly. Towards the toads. This time she did send a glare towards Flamsteed, even though he was almost out the door. After saying a strange word. No. Yelling it rather. He was truly insane. Maybe there wasn't a toad that would transform into a key in here. Maybe he'd just leave them locked up in here forever.
After Zeke had emptied his pockets Maggie just shook her head. She didn't have anything on her either, she was sure of it. She groaned slightly in frustration.
"Alright. You first." And with that she quickly bent down and grabbed one of the toads. Ew. Gross gross gross gross gross gross. Walking over to where Zeke was she held the toad up to his face. There might have been a hint of a smirk on her lips. This was just ridiculous.
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Nothing, she had nothing. They both had nothing. Well okay, that wasn't quite true. Maggie had things, just not here, which was what he had also. Seriously, she should have brought her bag with her, it would have been perfect to contain the toads they'd kissed.
But there was little point dwelling on the 'what if's', instead he watched as Maggie was the first to start the task...
Or at least he THOUGHT She'd start it.
He was hardly pleased when she said he could go first.
Zeke was adamant that he wouldn't, that he couldn't that this whole thing was unfair, but the hint of a smirk on Maggie's lips lightened the mood somewhat.
"Do I have to?" he tried to protest, but his actions didn't match the hesitance in his words. Leaning forward, slowly, Zeke eyed the lumpy toad. It was gross, but he supposed it would only be as bad as he made it. Flamsteed said nothing about the length of the kiss, so as long as there was skin-on-toad contact, then it was enough, right?
As quickly as he could, Zeke puckered his lips and...
BAM!PECK!
...
He was in and out like a human lightning bolt.
"Ugh," gross, yeah, gross, "it feels... weird, and cold, not nearly as nice as kissing you," he joked. Yeah.
Maggie REALLY didn't want to watch him kiss that toad. It was just so gross. But somehow she couldn't look away either. It was kind of mesmerizing. And maybe just maybe he was lucky enough that the first toad already contained his key. Actually....it better not.
And he better not leave her in here by herself when he found his key.
So she was weirdly glad when the toad was still a toad after he'd kissed it. Maggie shuddered slightly. Gross. Also the fact that she was HOLDING the thing didn't make it better. Who would've thought she'd ever be holding a toad? Not her, that was for sure. And it wouldn't just be one. No. There were loads more.
Yes, it had been a joke but Maggie still blushed slightly. Eyes on the toad now, she turned it over so it was facing her. It could still be HER toad after all. Her toad. Wow. That sounded so weird. So after a short moment of hesitation she just went for it, giving the toad a really quick peck on the....face.
"Ew!"
She wrinkled her nose and almost dropped the toad. It felt like she had gross toad germs all over her lips now. EW EW EW EW! And she was still holding the toad with both hands so she couldn't reach it and... "Get it off!" Like. Wipe it off or something.
DO SOMETHING, ZEKE, GOSH!
Meanwhile Maggie was still holding the toad. They still had to find a place to put the actual toads after kissing them.
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He'd done it, it was done, all the damage in the world was now done... so all he could do was get this over with. He was ready to grab his own toad, but he was curious to see Maggie kiss the toad, so he couldn't look away yet.
Not only was it weird that they were kissing toads to begin with, but it was also weird that he was watching Maggie kiss something else, AND that she was kissing something that HE just kissed. It was a weird weird day. Hazel eyes locked on her as she pulled the toad to her face quickly, and though there was nothing funny about kissing a toad, it was funny to watch someone else kiss a toad... he couldn't help but hold back a small laugh.
Not laughing. Nope.
Maggie's reaction quickly sobered him, and he immediately felt that it was his duty to make things better, to fix whatever was upsetting her. Of course, when she said 'Get it off', he wasn't sure what she meant by it, and all he could think of doing was taking the toad from her, and so that's exactly what he did. With both hands he took the icky creature from hers, thereby elevating her of that burden.
...
But now what?
Zeke looked at the toad, holding it at a distance from himself. What were they going to do with it? They had no markers, no box to put it in, they weren't allowed to rip up their uniform..
...
..
But... they could still USE their uniform, no?
"Recon we could make a bag with my jumper? Put a knot in the sleeves so we can store this thing?" he gestured to the toad in his hand. The only thing he wasn't sure about, was the gaping hole where his head fit in. How would they close that?
But at least now she could use her hands again. Maggie wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her shirt repeatedly. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. And this was only the FIRST toad. They would have to kiss so many more. UGH. Okay, this was literally the worst detention ever. So much for 'writing lines or cleaning something'. They should've expected something as insane as this from someone like Professor Flamsteed.
Still wiping at her mouth a little, Maggie looked back down at the toad in Zeke's hands. Right. Hmm. Putting them in his jumper was probably the best they could do. Hopefully they would find THEIR toads soon. Before the jumper was full. Well they could still use his shirt too or something. If need be.
"Mhm. We can use my hair tie too." Maggie suggested, pulling it off again. Why had she not brought two? Now her hair was in danger of getting toad germs all over it again. Ugh. She pushed it back as best as she could before holding out her hands again. "Take it off then." The sweater.
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Zeke waited for Maggie to have her moment, and while she did that, he took the moment to wipe his own mouth against his shoulder. A part of him wondered if Flamsteed was enjoying the show, the other part of him truly didn't care.
His idea wasn't the best, but at the stage anything was worth a shot, so when Maggie agreed to it, AND contributed to the idea, he couldn't help but be thrilled. Grinning, he was only too happy to relinquish the toad to her safe hands. "I'm getting to it, keep your skirt on," he added at Maggie's insistence. Was this what Flamsteed had in mind? Him taking his clothes off? Probably not.. but that's what you got when you locked two people into a cell full of toads they had to kiss. Mmhhmmm. Apparently.
After pulling the grey jumper up over his head, he set about tying knots in the sleeves, the hair tie would be best to bunch up one of the bigger ends, right? "Here, get the toad in the sleeve, and tie up the big end." Because he didn't know how. Ahem. Girls were better with hair ties.
If Maggie was the type to do something like that she would've high-fived him. For now she just grinned back, however. That is until he said something weird. "What? I wasn't goi-" Oh. Wait. OH! Awkward. Never mind. Pants. Skirt. Got it. NEVER MIND. She quickly took the toad from him and focused her gaze on it. Hi, toad. She briefly wondered if the toad had enjoyed the kisses. Or if it frankly just didn't care. Probably that.
While he was doing his thing, Maggie looked around at the other toads surrounding them. Ugh. How would they EVER find their toads? She was still not sure if two of them would actually transform into keys. She didn't quite trust Flamsteed. Which wasn't exactly surprising, was it?
Ooooookay. Now. Get the toad in the sleeve.
Maggie wasn't sure if toads were just generally a not so lively bunch or if these toads had been sedated or something but they were surprisingly easy to handle. Ish. At least this one was. Slowly she maneuvered it into the sleeve. There. Done. One down and....a lot to go. She crouched down to tie her hair tie around the top part of the sweater, the hole where the head usually went through. Okay. Got it. They'd just have to hold the bottom part closed.
"Next?" Toad that is. She was already looking around for one that looked like it could be HER prince...err...key.
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Now they were getting somewhere.
They had a jumper!sack!bag of sorts, and they were one toad down. He was happy to ignore the number of other ones for now, just take it as it comes.. they would have to get out of here eventually anyway, and he wasn't in a hurry to do his homework. At this stage he was more at ease with the idea of kissing them all after they'd gotten through the first one. It was gross, but it wasn't the end of the world. A shower though, he'd need one of those as soon as they were allowed to leave.
Holding the big end of the jumper closed with one hand, Zeke took a few steps to inspect their options - not that options mattered right now. Maggie had picked the first toad, it was only fair that he pick the second.
"This one's kinda cute," he mused, crouching slightly so he could scoop it up... only... it was kicking out its legs a little, loosening his grip on it.
Come. Back. Here.
Wrapping his hand around it once more, he extended it towards Maggie, "Ladies first."