 [*mentions of Zeke ahem*] ★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Timmy decided not to eat food just yet. It was best to wait till after the meeting, in case she had to spit something out in surprise. Holding her fleece blanket around her tighter and using Zeke as a human pillow, the blonde yawned a bit and wiggled her nose. Gryffindoring? Seriously? That term was one of the most annoying things to ever have been created. Like who even start it and made it into a thing? They should get hit with a shoe. Sadly, she'd just have to explain to the first what the term actually was.
"Gryffindoring is just a lame excuse for when Gryffindors act stupid and 'brave'. So if someone tells you a Gryffindor was Gryffindoring, it just means they did something dumb without thinking about the consequences. It's highly not recommended," Yup, that was pretty much it. Not that Timmy didn't fall under the term; she had her moments. But it was still just another word for stupid and so on. She kept listening, shifting a bit to be more comfortable. She didn't deny that Timmy had enjoyed the food fight. She needed a bit of fun lately and that was a goodish start to the term. "How about we cook a meal for the elves? Y'know, those of us who can cook at least. Don't need the elves to be poisoned from food that's not edible," Because Tim was sure there were more than a few people who probably couldn't make a hard boiled egg.
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Last edited by Star-Lord; 01-06-2016 at 04:41 AM.
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