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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Third Year x10 x1
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Picking up the rock pet gently, as though he needed to prove to Flamsteed that he could be nice to Pebbles, Davie then sat down with his backpack still on. He rested Pebbles on his lap near his knee and watched the marshmallow the Admiral was toasting.
"Oh no, I'm not allergic to anything, I think," Davie chirped. This treat smelled so GOOD. "I would LOVE a marshmallow!" Just then, the new CARE of Magical Creatures professor poked his head out and asked what they were doing. Oh yeah! He had been planning to visit him! In just a minute, of course, and after he ate a marshmallow. "Yes, sir, we sure are," the second year replied brightly. "Would you like to join us?" Surely he would. This was his sitting area, after all. Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "Stellar," the ma grinned, moving the roasting fork a little closer to the young man so he could more easily pluck one of the marshmallows off should he so desire. "One gourmet coconut marshmallow for me and one for you then," he nodded, plucking his own from the tip and popping it into his mouth. "No need to give me that look, Pebbles. You're allergic to coconut."
Really, she was allergic to most things. Made sharing the astronomer's food always a pleasant experience.
And Pebbles was making no fuss over resting on Mr. David's lap, so the suited astronomer was able to relax a bit more. She did have good temperament with people in general, unlike the man himself.
"Plenty more where tha---" Airey's head turned when he heard the new Creatures professor step out of his office. "We are indeedy," he grinned, bits of toasted marshmallow stuck to his pearly whites - although he as entirely oblivious to this fact. The professor nodded his head at Mr. David's invitation.
What sort of person could refuse the offer to eat a delicious and perfectly roasted marshmallow?
Well....actually...one look at the man's face gave a pretty clear indication of what sort of person might. James gave backpack boy a proper look up and down now. Sat on a chair with his backpack still on. Was it too much to part ways with it for only a moment? Was there a reason why it didn’t leave his back? All questions that James didn’t care nor have the time to hear answered. But still curious.
As for Santa Claus, did the man stay up at night coming up with extra ways to out himself as insane? Indeedy, James almost muttered under his breath. Ridiculous. His gaze, however, returned to backpack boy. ”No thank you,” he replied, not feeling any thanks whatsoever though he used the word himself. So to answer the question, yes James was the type of person that could refuse to eat a delicious and perfectly roasted marshmallow. And he could do it without batting an eyelash. Marshmallows were nothing more than packed with sugar, after all. James didn’t do sugar. Nor did he do marshmallows.
Furthermore, marshmallows were sticky. They were messy. And they were not allowed in his office. And to make this perfectly clear, he gave Saint Nick and Backpack Boy a forced smile. ”I’ll leave you two to it then.” James was perfectly annoyed, though he did his best not to outwardly show it. ”I trust you won’t make a mess.”
And with that he walked back into the office.
If they needed something, they could KNOCK.
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