There wasn’t much that Marsha didn’t giggle or grin at - and Cutty thinking that she would “sehrve” him wasn’t one of them. A giggle escaped from her lips as she raised a single eyebrow as if to say ’You wish.’ She liked Cutty as a friend but she only served animals! Yup. Animals were the best thing ever. Wait… What? Who is a Golden God? What… She had missed something, right? Her eyebrows furrowed, however before she could question him on it, class started.

Marsha had been away to say that they played for the excitement, but one of the older kids had gotten there first. Waiting as she took notes on what her classmates and the Professor were saying. As they were asked about how games lasted, she raised her hand. ”Professor, maybe games last if they are passed down? Like our parents and grandparents liked quidditch so we grew up with it…?” She didn’t know, she really liked watching Quidditch though. Hehe.

Oh, Games! Awesome.

Moving from where she was sitting next to Cutty, Marsha bounded up to the boxes to see what she could find… And someone to play with her of course. She should have asked Cutty before she had run up here… Griffin. Whoops. Oh well, she looked around the box, wondering if she should play something she knew or something she didn’t… Hmmm.