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Hera · 04-17-2014, 12:39 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Tut tut. Boys always thought they were so smart asking questions like that. Daddy did it all the time, but all she had to do was bat her eyelashes and BEAM at him to make the questions stop and for her to get ice cream. She would have done the same now, only she was positive that not-yet-ghost-boy didn't have ice cream with him so it wouldn't be worth the effort. "I princess never reveals her secrets," she huffed.

HMMPH. "Daddy and mama say I am too little to have one," she pouted, bringing Bubba closer to her face and giving him a loving snuggle. "Have you tried?" Did he hand one with him now? Because having one was on the check list of princely things to have. Along with a cape. But that was an easy fix even if he didn't have one now.

"But potions taste icky," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Why would you want to do something and have to drink something icky? You're a boy. Daddy is a boy. You could wear daddy's clothes. Then you don't have to have something icky."

He was expecting something ridiculous, something that wasn't possible. Maybe something along the lines of kissing them and capturing them that way. The girly seemed to like that kind of stuff. But what came out of her mouth next, was in a completely different realm of ridiculous. He hadn't checked, but he was certain there were no princes or princesses in this world.. the Diagon Alley world. Ahem. "Uhhhhhh huh," he replied with a nod, his expression blank.

She had a point though, she was too little to have one. And if she had one, it would be all the more reason for him to have one. "No... not yet?" he added with a head tilt. He supposed once he purchased his, that he could. Maybe. "I was actually going to buy my wand today, but then this happened," he said, indicating his clothes. They were uncomfortable, clinging in places that shouldn't cling. He could still feel the galleons in his pocket, he would have enough to get one now too, thanks to the kind donation from the fountain. He would return it one day, if only to avoid all that bad karma stuff.

Zeke didn't know what potions tasted like, he hadn't needed any yet, but he could imagine why they didn't taste so good. He'd helped brew a few, and there were things like eyes in them, and pus, and leaves and blood and sometimes spit! SPIT! ... or y'know, DNA stuff. "I could?" he asked, disbelieving. "Wouldn't your dad mind? And wouldn't they be too big on me?" He was tallISH, yes, but he wasn't a daddy, they were older and therefore much taller. Unless they were midgets. Was he a midget?

04-17-2014, 12:39 PM	#150 (permalink)
Hera DMC Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart First Year x10 x10	½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Tut tut. Boys always thought they were so smart asking questions like that. Daddy did it all the time, but all she had to do was bat her eyelashes and BEAM at him to make the questions stop and for her to get ice cream. She would have done the same now, only she was positive that not-yet-ghost-boy didn't have ice cream with him so it wouldn't be worth the effort. "I princess never reveals her secrets," she huffed. HMMPH. "Daddy and mama say I am too little to have one," she pouted, bringing Bubba closer to her face and giving him a loving snuggle. "*Have you* tried?" Did he hand one with him now? Because having one was on the check list of princely things to have. Along with a cape. But that was an easy fix even if he didn't have one now. "But potions taste icky," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Why would you want to do something and have to drink something icky? You're a boy. Daddy is a boy. You could wear daddy's clothes. Then you don't have to have something icky." He was expecting something ridiculous, something that wasn't possible. Maybe something along the lines of kissing them and capturing them that way. The girly seemed to like that kind of stuff. But what came out of her mouth next, was in a completely different realm of ridiculous. He hadn't checked, but he was certain there were no princes or princesses in this world.. the Diagon Alley world. Ahem. "Uhhhhhh huh," he replied with a nod, his expression blank. She had a point though, she was too little to have one. And if she had one, it would be all the more reason for him to have one. "No... not yet?" he added with a head tilt. He supposed once he purchased his, that he could. Maybe. "I was actually going to buy my wand today, but then this happened," he said, indicating his clothes. They were uncomfortable, clinging in places that shouldn't cling. He could still feel the galleons in his pocket, he would have enough to get one now too, thanks to the kind donation from the fountain. He would return it one day, if only to avoid all that bad karma stuff. Zeke didn't know what potions tasted like, he hadn't needed any yet, but he could imagine why they didn't taste so good. He'd helped brew a few, and there were things like eyes in them, and pus, and leaves and blood and sometimes spit! SPIT! ... or y'know, DNA stuff. "I could?" he asked, disbelieving. "Wouldn't your dad mind? And wouldn't they be too big on me?"** He was tallISH, yes, but he wasn't a daddy, they were older and therefore much taller. Unless they were midgets. Was he a midget? __________________