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Old 09-13-2012, 02:13 AM   #32 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo View Post
Blink. Blink. Blink.

Merlin, had the woman really conjured up a chair--a pink one nonethless? If she wasn't convinced before she was now; the woman was psychotic. She had head problems and it made it hard for her to relate to others in a nice way. How could she sit there all comfortable like and watch a kid possibly break her back doing strenuous labour?!

Yeah.... SIGH. She had a feeling that the woman wouldn't have cared what he was...she didn't seem to care about anything. "But whhhyyyyy?" And here she had been trying not to whine any more. Meh. There was no way that she would stay in a room with the woman when she had no other company. Nope. It wouldn't happen. Felix was staying and that was final.

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"You want me to do what????" This woman really was psychotic! Why on earth would she do that?! It was the surest way to get caught! Lex didn't even intend to get caught for this stunt but she did. Getting caught again was not an option! "And why do I have to clean there too? I thought I had detention tonight, not tomorrow." Uh huh, more complaining. This was what the woman got for being ridiculous.

Drat she realized. Mmmm. With a heavy sigh she walked over to the first set of trophies. By now Felix had fixed himself on her shoulder to free her hands because why?--right, he was staying. She picked up the first one and began wiping away at it while grumbling under her breath. "Stupid Meanie Head...I can't even get all these cleaned, can't believe you want me in more trouble..."
"BECAUSE this is a DETENTION and you need to SUFFER for STEALING A BROOM and BREAKING INTO MY OFFICE!" the redhead snapped, suddenly at her breaking point with this child and her whining. She was eleven years old and at a boarding school for magic--- she needed to GET A GRIP!

Anastasia's nostrils flared wide as she tapped her wand impatiently on the arm of her chair. "Will I have to banish your cat with MAGIC or will you shoo it out on your own? You have 10 seconds to get rid of the thing."

She started counting down from ten, silently, which also helped her to calm down some. When she had cooled down to a reasonable level of anger, the Headmistress spoke with a note of finality.

"You have a week's worth of detention, I've decided, because simply polishing and improving ONE part of the castle is not enough. Your attempt to eat the school's Sorting Hat clearly shows that you do have any respect for the place, so I'm going to teach you the meaning of that word. Respect. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Respect means NOT MUTTERING UNDER YOUR BREATH WHILE YOU POLISH."

She had just spotted the cat on the girl's shoulder and leaped out of her seat in a flash, her anger boiling over like a hot pot of potatoes. "GET IT OUT. GET IT OUT NOWWWWW. TEN SECONDS, CAMBRIDGE. TEN. NINE. EIGHT. SEVEN. SIX. FIVE....DON'T MAKE ME MURDER YOUR KITTY.....FOUR...."
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