| Chizpurfle
Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: EST (GMT -5)
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Finnlay 'Finn' Cameron Muir
Fifth Year  x5
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Update on the Kitchens! The house elves are freaking out! Text Cut: Unnamed Spector Destroys the Kitchen Quote:
Originally Posted by Unnamed Spector  The Kitchen was just too neat, and when it was too neat those snotty little work horse House Elves got nosey and into things that didn't concern them.
No matter that there were students about, the concealed door to the Kitchens was burst open and a gust of wind came in with it. But then nothing happened, until....
BANG! CLING! CLANNNNNNG!!!
Cupboards were forced open as if on their own accord and their contents were flung out into the room. Pots bounced off the floor, silverware danced about the room, knives were flung into the walls and the huge mixing pot was turned up on its side. The students that were nearby were smacked with whisks and spatulas and the ringing of the pots and pans was deafening.
Then just as soon as it started things died down and the room was basically destroyed. Quote:
Originally Posted by Argyle Argyle's big elfsie eyes were wide with fear as the elfsie stopped her cooking to see the kitchen being ruined. RUINED! The mess! THE MESS! It was awful.
Are the studentsies okay? Argyle asked, walking quickly towards the source of the wind. Argyle doesn't understand! She called out hysterically, elfsie arms flailing in the air. The kitchen! The mess! The elvsies work so hard! The elvsies hates the messes! Then Argyle's bright wide eyes filled with tears and she began to pace. Who would do this to the elvsies?! Why?
Without further comment Argyle started working, her elfsie arms gathering as much as she could off the floor and placing it into the large sink, tears still falling down her face. Argyle needs to clean the mess! Argyle can't have the kitchen like this! Destroyed! All the mess! Quote:
Originally Posted by Pips NO.
The little elf fainted at the sight of the shattered Kitchen. He fell to the floor dramatically, before his large eyelids popped open again and he leaped up, fretting about.
THE KITCHEN HAD BEEN DESTROYED. Pips' giant elf ears drooped with despair as he stopped his cooking to watch his Kitchen being ruined. The pots! The silverware! THE CHINA! It was all broken and tattered and bent. The little elf's chin wobbled as he spoke. "PIPS' KITCHEN! The kitchen is being ruined, it is! Studentsies is seeing the mess?!"
Pips began to rush around, picking things up off of the now cluttered Kitchen floor, until he had a large stack in his hands. He accompanied a fellow elf— was that Argyle? He couldn't tell from behind all the plates— to the sink, where he emptied his arms of the load. "The elves is starting to clean now, they is! Is the studentsies being helping the elvsies? The elvsies isn't wanting to putting the studentsies to any trouble, they isn't."
OH. The mess. Pips almost fainted once more at the sight of it.
He was going to have to iron his ears for not stopping this from happening. Quote:
Originally Posted by Tinka "Tinka like to worky-work, worky all day long. Tinka like to whiskie-whisk, whiskie all day long."
The elf was singing merrily when all of a sudden her kitchen was being ruined! "Kitchen? What happ--WHISKIE! NOOOOOO!" She lunged for it, but missed. Her Precious was caught up in a cyclone of destruction. Tinka lunged after it, following it across the room as utensils and ingredients flew through the air.
And then as suddenly as it had started, it stopped.
COUGH, COUGH. HACK, HACK. SNEEZE, SNEEZE.
"Flour everywhere! Kitchen a mess! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!" She shook her head, trying to clear her vision. "Argyle? Tippin? Little Pips? You be okay??" Her ears began to twitch uncontrollably. "Where be Tinka's whiskie? WHISKIE!!!!!!!" Could this be the work of the mysterious 'Isfret' that Peeves and the ghosts are talking about?
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