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Originally Posted by Lockhartian  Do you really want to know what would happen? Lex's boredom will get the best out of this boy, only if he was worth it. Right now, Lottie didn't think he was boring Lex, so nothing was going to happen. Unless... LOL! The waving of flour-covered fingers only made her throw a liiiiiittle bit of flour towards them. Spooky, right. "Everyone will be disappointed, because you'd still be alive." Self-preservation was a real Slytherin thing. He should learn it. Obviously didn't have it, because he was discussing his death in the presence of L-Squared.
Lex's father... Lottie wanted to ask but refrained from doing so. This Slytherin boy had something right, though, Lex was a dangerous combination of something, though she wouldn't say 'brave' and 'cunning'. It was close enough. Quite frankly, she was surprised the boy decided to ask Lottie about it, she slowly raised an eyebrow and smirked as she worked on the dough. The answer would be 'yes', "Depends on what mistakes you make." Like staaaaring into a mirror, right Nigel? "You have to watch out for all of me." Boyfriend and best friend included.
Chocolate. See, now Lex was distracted. Lottie shook her head, "This is no dessert pizza, though, so no chocolate." BUT, well, well, well, Slytherin, you've never had chocolate pizza?? "I have done that, actually, the dough is basically the same, you just skip the cheese and tomato sauce, then you can have it as dessert." She had done so especially for her bestie. No one else has tried that. Lex is special, you can tell.
SERIOUSLY LEX, that was too much cooking spray, so Lottie conspicously lowered the amount by squeezing some out of bowl. And that was supposed to be an easy task. No toppings for you. Either way, she placed the dough inside the bowl and covered it. Counting minutes now.
"And you talk too much, has anyone ever tell you that? I bet that's the reason you'll die young." Wink. Well, they'd been just talking about it. Why was he so surprised, though? Also, WHAT did he know about Lex? "What's your name?" Too curious. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo "You'd only be disappointed for a minute at most. After that you'd be dead.' She corrected with a solemn nod. "Don't reckon you'll be anything after that unless you're scared enough of death to come back a ghost and tell me, you're disappointed." But then that wouldn't be very useful, now would it? He'd already be dead. She wouldn't be able to kill him twice. Lottie may have been right though. He'd probably just not die, not by her anyway. It was too final a thing and she wouldn't be done with him yet. She saw the flour leave his fingers before hearing his words but she was in full agreement with them. "Yup, spooky. So spooky you'll be begging me to end it." She said, picking up a little flour and flicking it at him because they were doing this, yes?
Lex gave a small shrug. "He's probably the only one proud I'm a Gryffindor. Long line of Slytherin, see." She did smile a little at being referred to as a dangerous combination though. She liked the sound of it very much. And wasn't he the inquisitive one, but it'd only serve him well to know because YES Lottie was one for cunningness and he'd do well to remember that. T'was yet another thing that bound them as best friends.
Aaaaaand Grayson was getting worked up at the mention of chocolate. Uh-huh.......she looked to Lottie who'd given a more acceptable response. "I know. I just meant for me. Like to snack on while we're here." She would let Lottie explain the dynamics of chocolate on pizza's while she went to check the cupboards and such for any traces of chocolate. With luck she found a bar and brought it back to the table. Had Grayson been educated on the matter yet? She ripped the wrapper off and offered Lottie a piece, in case she was in the mood for chocolate.
She did note Lottie obviously removing some of the oil/grease/merlin knows what that she'd sprayed into the bowl. Evidently she'd put too much and was reminded why she stayed away from kitchens. SIGH. Didn't they have anything easier since even this proved ridiculously 'difficult'? Lex was over this place, she was.
Alexa raised an eyebrow at the clearly shocked Slytherin, wondering what might have set him off. "We are. What of it?" Was there some super important reason for the shock? Did he know something she didn't? Weird, Whitlock. "I can take a minute out of that to be disappointed in you." Maybe. She'd have to do something incredibly boring and un-Lex like to make something like that happen. "Being a ghost would be incredibly boring. I mean, sure, you can spook people but then all the fun dies out after a while." Dead boring. And not for him, nuh uh. Unlike THE BEGINNING OF A FLOUR FIGHT! FREAKING YES. "Excuse you!" But he was chuckling, even despite the white cooking ingredient that was on his apron and hair. "You're gonna miss me when I'm gone."
Dead serious, he was.
Long line of Slytherins. "Interesting," he said, nodding slowly, "Means you stand out." Also, cheer up, mkay? She was one of the very very few people Grayson would actually be sorry to see upset. He le out a small snort at the pretty girl's answer before saying, "Looks like I'll have to watch what I say around you two." Half joking, he was.
The Slytherin would have mentioned his approval at the idea of having a snack while cooking but he was otherwise occupied in listening out to what the new girl was saying about pizza. And chocolate. And DESSERT PIZZA?! "Are you serious?" he asked, his eyes wide, "Jeez, I have not lived." He needed some of that. And, more importantly, he needed to find someone who'd be willing to make it for him.
The fourteen year old was oh-so-amused at the amount of cooking spray in the other bowl. He wasn't going to say anything, though. Merlin knows how feisty girls could be sometimes.
Like now.
He TALKED too much? "Young and handsome." Wink. Not old and wrinkly. Either way, he didn't care and was choosing to talk about the friendship between these two girls. "I thought you two must know each other but I didn't know, that's all." Shrug. It wasn't a BAD thing. Especially not for the new girl who was going to be bumped up. Sooooo, turning to her, he opened his mouth to tell her his name when................. Quote:
Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah He was wiping his hands on his apron once he'd finished washing them. He headed back to his work station and took the new bowl, spraying it with the cooking spray throughout it's interior side. Cutty turned his head and coughed once, having accidentally inhaled the particles from the spray can. Thus far, he had found Muggle cooking to be a rather flavourless, if not pungent task.
He bent over and lifted the dough from it's old bowl gently then tossed it unceremoniously into the now coated bowl and covered it with a towel as if he were putting it down for a nap.
That was when he spotted it.
Something was on Whitty's back. "Whitty? Coom oveh here for a second?" ..................... Whitty.
Someone was missing him.
Knowing EXACTLY who that voice belonged to, he turned his head and was not surprised to see a Cutty calling him over. "Ladies," he said, bowing his head at the other two before head his way over towards his fellow Slyth--
........... Oh wait. "It's Grayson, by the way," he said, turning back to look over at the new girl (Lottie), "Grayson Whitlock." Which explained the Whitty nickname.
And now back to the Slytherin third year. "Sup, Mordaunt?" Basically, why was he missing him? It didn't sound like Cutty to be needy and asking for something as ridiculous as hugs.
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