 Post #5; CoMC Homework urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
"I know, I know. I have your food in my bag. Can you quit banging on the jar for attention now?" Jeez. Fairies were so freaking demanding.
The fairies had been trying to get his attention for, what felt like, hours and Grayson was getting a liiiiiiiittle bit annoyed. Just a little. He knew what they wanted, they just had to be a little patient, mkay? Was this what kids were like? If so, he had suddenly decided that he wasn't having any. There were enough people on the Earth anyways.
Heading into the Great Hall and over towards the Slytherin table -- because where else would he sit? -- Grayson took a seat in an empty spot near the end of the table. The jar was placed down onto the table and he gave the fairies inside a look to try and hush them up. Did it work? WELL. It certainly worked BETTER once he had pulled out the bottle of Fairy food. He watched in amusement as the eyes of the fairies seemed to be stuck on the bottle itself as he slowly opened the lid. Heh.
The lid of the jar was opened and, just like last time, Grayson tipped some of the contents into the jar before closing the lid again. How long was he meant to keep them? He didn't know. What he DID know was that he himself needed some food.
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