 Post #2 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
That had been EASY.
So he was gonna move on to another object. One that was slightly bigger and maybe heavier -- maybe being the key word here -- just to get him all pumped up. Otherwise this was gonna turn boring really quickly. And he'd rather be prepared in the case of an attack. Any new means to save his neck was a good means, according to the sixteen year old.
Heading over to the trunk and opening it using the unlocking spell, Grayson bent down and started rummaging through it. Something larger than a ball? It shouldn't be hard to find something that fitted the bill, should it? But some of the objects in there got a few weird and disgusted looks from the boy before he threw it back is there. Seriously? Who in the name of Merlin decided to keep a freaking SHOE in there?! WHAT?!
Jeez. Dirty people.
And not in the good, hilarious way either.
Nope. Not touching that filthy nonsense. He was gonna grab himself a frying pan, mkay? Much better, that was.
Tugging the item out of the trunk, Grayson placed it down on the floor and pointed his wand at it. "Diminuendo!"
No?
"Diminuendo!"
What in the name of--
"Diminuendo!" JEEZ. MUCH better, thank you.
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