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HaRoHeGiNeLu · 05-17-2013, 02:36 AM

Text Cut: Beezus!

UGH. BEEZUS. UGH.

The THIRTEEN ALMOST FOURTEEN KINDA YEAR OLD boy jerked his head away and swatted at the prefect's arm. No hair ruffling, okay?! He glared at Beezus and ran his hand through it to set it back to how it was supposed to be.

Then he turned to her gargoyle and cracked a smile. "Wicked!" It looked like an idiot, but what did it know?!

But...er...was that a 'yes, you can join us'? Aidan went ahead and set his own gargoyle down anyway. "What should I make mine do?" he mused. Because...he didn't think he could match the humor of Beezus'. "Piertotum Locomotor...walk on your hands," he instructed it.

...It took a few more tries, but the gargoyle finally listened.

05-17-2013, 02:36 AM	#11 (permalink)
HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,576 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Transfig post 1 Satisfied Neon Text Cut: Beezus! Quote: Originally Posted by xXxPandora Yeah, okay. Now that Nigel and his vacuum was away, Beezus figured she can start teaching her gargoyle the dance. Dun dun dun. The chicken dance. It would be acceptable for it to demonstrate that during the next lesson, right? Everybody loved their own bits of dancing, that's for sure. So, without further ado, the Prefect pointed her wand at her stoned toy and said, "Piertotum Locomotor!" The spell hit the gargoyle and it cracked to life once again. "Flap your arms....like this." She even flapped her arms in front of it for good measure. Although she wasn't sure it saw what she was doing exactly. It did flap its arms, though. Good thing her gargoyle was smart. With her chin still resting on the table, hunched back and all, Beezus looked up at Dora and chuckled. "My gargoyle's chicken dancing." And it looked silly. "Wiggle your tail." ......"Hahaha. Gallop!" By now she was giggling hard at the spectacle right before her. Merlin, she was going crazy. Probably out of exhaustion. But her chicken-dancing-tail-wiggling-galloping gargoyle was making her laugh the magic out of her. ...that was when Aidan joined them. The Prefect lifted her head up. Finally.. "Aidan..." GIGGLE. And of course, she didn't forget to reach out and ruffle his hair. "....Look at my gargoyle." UGH. BEEZUS. UGH. The THIRTEEN ALMOST FOURTEEN KINDA YEAR OLD boy jerked his head away and swatted at the prefect's arm. No hair ruffling, okay?! He glared at Beezus and ran his hand through it to set it back to how it was supposed to be. Then he turned to her gargoyle and cracked a smile. "Wicked!" It looked like an idiot, but what did it know?! But...er...was that a 'yes, you can join us'? Aidan went ahead and set his own gargoyle down anyway. "What should I make mine do?" he mused. Because...he didn't think he could match the humor of Beezus'. "Piertotum Locomotor...walk on your hands," he instructed it. ...It took a few more tries, but the gargoyle finally listened. __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...