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Tazzie · 06-06-2013, 01:06 PM

SPOILER!!: YOU!

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Originally Posted by THE Govoni

The Slytherin's face fell just a little at her question. Beezus didn't look incredibly impressed like he'd hoped she would...but then again, with her, he was known to pull out all the stops. This wasn't the first time Dylan had needed to make up for some blunder or another...

His cheeks reddened slightly.

".....Well, I owl'd for reinforcements." He looked down at all the food containers, not meeting her eyes. It was stupid how she could always make him feel like an idiot. He both loved and hated that about her..."...My mother cooked French things for you..."...because if there was one thing Beezus loved more than him...it was French anything...and his mother was from France. So, like a good little Slytherin, Dylan was using his natural advantages. "Everything is labeled with what it is..."

Then there was some more blushing on his part...as he indicted things and their names...

'Quiche'...because that was one of his mom's favorite things to make, those weird rolls that had 'croissants' printed on it's container side, a large bowl of French onion soup...that was labeled 'Soupe à l’oignon', another weird soup that smelled fantastic, labeled 'Baeckeoffe'...Then were was steak and black peppers (his favorite)...labeled 'Steak au poivre'...She'd even included 'Bouillabaisse', something she knew he hated...

There was an over-abundance of sweets...Apparently she thought Bee wasn't eating or something...Some flaky, sweet bread that had 'Kouign amann' written on it...and then those awesome 'Madeleine' cakes that she KNEW he couldn't have right now. Silly troll....and the last two things...the Slytherin knew were special items just for her...if the note 'DO NOT TOUCH, DYLAN' was anything to go by.

Seriously, like he didn't have self control when it came to food. No doubt Francis would owl Bee and check, too...

One of the 'special' tupperwear containers was chilled, the contents clearly meant to be in a freezer...'Profiteroles' written on it's label....and a whole BIG bag of different colored 'Macaroons'...

There was loads more blushing...This had been too much. Dylan felt kinda embarrassed.

"You always seem happier when you eat...." STARE......and that totally could've been said more eloquently...

Okay....first, there were lots....lots of food containers on that table. She even idly wondered how it all managed to fit there. Second, Dylan was blushing. Darn it. She liked looking at his face when he was all flustered like that. And third....his mother cooked FRENCH food for her.......for her? "W-What?" Did he ask his mother to? When she had twins to take care of? She slumped down on the cushion, was about to scold him for the so-called reinforcements and the hassle he might've caused his mother because of this but......cat got her tongue when she saw ALL THE FOOD.

Holy snitch.

She might've spent quite a few minutes eyeballing all the fare before her because Dylan was already starting to point out the dishes with their corresponding the labels. SWEET MERLIN....each even had labels. All she could do was stare....mouth parted in astonishment.

MORE STARING.

There were stuff she could recall from their time in Paris, others, she haven't come across yet but nonetheless, looked inviting. Soup, bread, steak, cake, seafood.... She was immensely surprised by all of these. Her eyes just went to and fro, admiring each individual dish. And there were even those that were apparently off limits to Dylan. Profiteroles....she couldn't remember having those before but they certainly looked divine. Macaroons! Her favorite....and in so many colors.

She bit her bottom lip, unable to find the words to say - can someone provide her with some blooming words of some sort, please? This was all too much. She couldn't say anything.... Well, she tried to...opening her mouth but she had to close it again because there was just none. Is this how the Slytherin Captain made up for his shortcomings, particularly not showing up for their breakfast date? Heh. He's done a damn good job. She was melting. He's really outdone himself this time and she was feeling as though she was the luckiest girl in the entire universe. Heck, actually.....with him....she was.....so very lucky.

Then he was speaking up and she slowly looked up at him, eyebrows pushed together. He was almost scarlet......and he looked utterly unparalleled....handsome even. What has she done to deserve him again? .....He always makes her feel special.....and she was feeling very special right now.

Blushing too, Beezus shook her head....."No..." She wasn't happier whenever she ate, "....I'm happier when I'm eating with you.......or just being with you.." Now, he earned her smile - a sweet, affectionate one.

.....But yeah, she was still going to scold him.

06-06-2013, 01:06 PM	#53 (permalink)
Tazzie Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: Amestris (GMT+8) Posts: 11,062 Hogwarts RPG Name: Harri Ainsworth Second Year x12	❄Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re❄\| ⚕=equivalent exchange=⚕ \| pinned ya! SPOILER!!: YOU! Quote: Originally Posted by THE Govoni The Slytherin's face fell just a little at her question. Beezus didn't look incredibly impressed like he'd hoped she would...but then again, with her, he was known to pull out all the stops. This wasn't the first time Dylan had needed to make up for some blunder or another... His cheeks reddened slightly. ".....Well, I owl'd for reinforcements." He looked down at all the food containers, not meeting her eyes. It was stupid how she could always make him feel like an idiot. He both loved and hated that about her..."...My mother cooked French things for you..."...because if there was one thing Beezus loved more than him...it was French anything...and his mother was from France. So, like a good little Slytherin, Dylan was using his natural advantages. "Everything is labeled with what it is..." Then there was some more blushing on his part...as he indicted things and their names... 'Quiche'...because that was one of his mom's favorite things to make, those weird rolls that had 'croissants' printed on it's container side, a large bowl of French onion soup...that was labeled 'Soupe à l’oignon', another weird soup that smelled fantastic, labeled 'Baeckeoffe'...Then were was steak and black peppers (his favorite)...labeled 'Steak au poivre'...She'd even included 'Bouillabaisse', something she knew he hated... There was an over-abundance of sweets...Apparently she thought Bee wasn't eating or something...Some flaky, sweet bread that had 'Kouign amann' written on it...and then those awesome 'Madeleine' cakes that she KNEW he couldn't have right now. Silly troll....and the last two things...the Slytherin knew were special items just for her...if the note 'DO NOT TOUCH, DYLAN' was anything to go by. Seriously, like he didn't have self control when it came to food. No doubt Francis would owl Bee and check, too... One of the 'special' tupperwear containers was chilled, the contents clearly meant to be in a freezer...'Profiteroles' written on it's label....and a whole BIG bag of different colored 'Macaroons'... There was loads more blushing...This had been too much. Dylan felt kinda embarrassed. "You always seem happier when you eat...." STARE......and that totally could've been said more eloquently... Okay....first, there were lots....lots of food containers on that table. She even idly wondered how it all managed to fit there. Second, Dylan was blushing. Darn it. She liked looking at his face when he was all flustered like that. And third....his mother cooked FRENCH food for her.......for her? "W-What?" Did he ask his mother to? When she had twins to take care of? She slumped down on the cushion, was about to scold him for the so-called reinforcements and the hassle he might've caused his mother because of this but......cat got her tongue when she saw ALL THE FOOD. Holy snitch. She might've spent quite a few minutes eyeballing all the fare before her because Dylan was already starting to point out the dishes with their corresponding the labels. SWEET MERLIN....each even had labels. All she could do was stare....mouth parted in astonishment. MORE STARING. There were stuff she could recall from their time in Paris, others, she haven't come across yet but nonetheless, looked inviting. Soup, bread, steak, cake, seafood.... She was immensely surprised by all of these. Her eyes just went to and fro, admiring each individual dish. And there were even those that were apparently off limits to Dylan. Profiteroles....she couldn't remember having those before but they certainly looked divine. Macaroons! Her favorite....and in so many colors. She bit her bottom lip, unable to find the words to say - can someone provide her with some blooming words of some sort, please? This was all too much. She couldn't say anything.... Well, she tried to...opening her mouth but she had to close it again because there was just none. Is this how the Slytherin Captain made up for his shortcomings, particularly not showing up for their breakfast date? Heh. He's done a damn good job. She was melting. He's really outdone himself this time and she was feeling as though she was the luckiest girl in the entire universe. Heck, actually.....with him....she was.....so very lucky. Then he was speaking up and she slowly looked up at him, eyebrows pushed together. He was almost scarlet......and he looked utterly unparalleled....handsome even. What has she done to deserve him again? .....He always makes her feel special.....and she was feeling very special right now. Blushing too, Beezus shook her head....."No..." She wasn't happier whenever she ate, "....I'm happier when I'm eating with you.......or just being with you.." Now, he earned her smile - a sweet, affectionate one. .....But yeah, she was still going to scold him. __________________ ❏❏❏