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Shanners · 07-10-2014, 12:55 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir

"Yup, sure could!" That may or may not have been a hint towards a question about why Toby was not sitting on that chair, but if that was the case... the boy in question didn't appear to notice that at all. He just carried on star jumps, and instead of looking at the open book in front of him, watched the Hufflepuff prefect as she began rifling through one of his books.

He was ABOUT to explain that he was, in fact, doing homework right now, and may have asked the older girl if she remembered having the fourth year workload (which was the most homework he'd ever been faced with) when suddenly...

FLAIL!WHAM

Suddenly, Toby disappeared from view and was facedown on the floor. He'd managed to avoid hitting his head or breaking any bones or surrounding furniture, which was his immediate concern, but he was... dazed. What? How? Huh.

After his initial confusion, Toby figured he must have just stumbled (and didn't consider the fact that on that last jump his feet had felt a little too secure) and made to stand up again. He didn't get far; one second, an arm and the top half of his face had reappeared over the desk, and the next, he'd made the 'OH-NO-I'M-FALLING' face again and dropped back out of sight. This time he grabbed out for something to help him regain his balance, and his hand found one of his stacks of books.

Which were then promptly pulled down on top of him.

...

"Ow."

She hadn't even gotten through a paragraph when she heard the thud or what she assumed was a broken teenager and his bones. Crawling forward, she peeked over the edge of the table, leaning back onto her legs as he started to get back up and covered her mouth not to laugh at him. However, the laughing wasn't controlled when a pile of books went in the same direction as he had gone and she could just imagine the hurt he was having at this very moment. Book hurt. And not the hurt you got after you finished a really good book and felt lost, or when one of your favourites died in a novel. Nope. Actual physical book related hurt.

Hehehhe.

She leant forward and giggled, waiting for him to surface properly from the books and the floor with a grin on her face. She was a brilliant Prefect. Gosh, she should have been given an award for it. Elodie Robertser: Most Awesome Prefect Ever.

"Y'alright down there, rugrat? Need a hand?" Was he going to try get up again and fall? Oh, she'd probably cry laughing at that.

07-10-2014, 12:55 AM	#35 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir "Yup, sure could!" That may or may not have been a hint towards a question about why Toby was not sitting on that chair, but if that was the case... the boy in question didn't appear to notice that at all. He just carried on star jumps, and instead of looking at the open book in front of him, watched the Hufflepuff prefect as she began rifling through one of his books. He was ABOUT to explain that he was, in fact, doing homework right now, and may have asked the older girl if she remembered having the fourth year workload (which was the most homework he'd ever been faced with) when suddenly... FLAIL!WHAM Suddenly, Toby disappeared from view and was facedown on the floor. He'd managed to avoid hitting his head or breaking any bones or surrounding furniture, which was his immediate concern, but he was... dazed. What? How? Huh. After his initial confusion, Toby figured he must have just stumbled (and didn't consider the fact that on that last jump his feet had felt a little too secure) and made to stand up again. He didn't get far; one second, an arm and the top half of his face had reappeared over the desk, and the next, he'd made the 'OH-NO-I'M-FALLING' face again and dropped back out of sight. This time he grabbed out for something to help him regain his balance, and his hand found one of his stacks of books. Which were then promptly pulled down on top of him. ... "Ow." She hadn't even gotten through a paragraph when she heard the thud or what she assumed was a broken teenager and his bones. Crawling forward, she peeked over the edge of the table, leaning back onto her legs as he started to get back up and covered her mouth not to laugh at him. However, the laughing wasn't controlled when a pile of books went in the same direction as he had gone and she could just imagine the hurt he was having at this very moment. Book hurt. And not the hurt you got after you finished a really good book and felt lost, or when one of your favourites died in a novel. Nope. Actual physical book related hurt. Hehehhe. She leant forward and giggled, waiting for him to surface properly from the books and the floor with a grin on her face. She was a brilliant Prefect. Gosh, she should have been given an award for it. Elodie Robertser: Most Awesome Prefect Ever. "Y'alright down there, rugrat? Need a hand?" Was he going to try get up again and fall? Oh, she'd probably cry laughing at that. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________