 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
Flamsteed was gonna blow. Zeke saw the signs, because eye twitching was never a good thing. Could they duck for cover now?
He'd stopped breathing, somehow, and didn't think to start breathing again until there was a sharp pain in space where he knew his lungs would be. Ouch. Inhaling a breath, he had hope that they'd get off. Learn some restraint. Yeah. Sure. He could try. But did Professor Airey have eyes? HE'D BEEN SNOGGING MAGGIE TRAULTON. Not just... anyone. So as thoughtful as the gesture of self restraint sounded, he'd be making the executive decision to NOT show restraint... except in this man's presence, of course. Never again. Ever.
But here they had a problem. Detention.
He couldn't get detention, did the man not know?
On top of that, Maggie was now openly blaming him. "I thought it'd be ... nice," he hissed out the side of his mouth before trying for a grin.
They were all friendly here... weren't they? Right? Right?
One could always plead their case. Negotiate. Negotiations were grand.
"Professor, is detention really necessary? I'd be happy to pay penance in another way, and I'm sure Maggie would too," he tried to rationalise the situation. Detention was irrational. IRRATIONAL. Seriously. He COULD NOT do detention. He'd be as good as dead... and he valued his life thank you very much. Did he need to get on his knees and beg? Because he wouldn't, too much pride for that, but what he was willing to do, was name drop and use scare tactics to change his mind. Desperate times often called for desperate measures, and this was one of them.
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