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Originally Posted by The Narrator Such a neat and tidy office! With such funny little knicks and knacks all about... The figurines are awfully colorful... So bright, so well-kept...
If you watch them long enough they almost seem to breath! Such a wonderful creation of Muggle kind..
Do your eyes deceive you? Did that robotic figurine seem to... move? Certainly not...
It must be a trick of the light, perhaps you're very tired? Be at ease, this most certainly must be in your head.
Quite suddenly, without warning or even a single noise, the figurines began to move as one.
Jumping from their shelf and landing easily on the clean, carpeted floor. Their eyes, once back and dull, seem to shine a bright, hateful red and a chittering laugh can be heard. Perhaps you should run. Coming back from the planetarium with several star charts folded neatly under his arm and Pebbles thumbing along beside him, the astronomer swung open his office door ready to settle down with a cup of tea. He had a few notes to go over before his conference in London as well as some loose ends to tie up here so he could take Sunday off to go with Medea to the Healer. Only when he stepped into his office all SANE thoughts were lost.
This was worse than receiving that love letter from Meri-berry. The one he was TRYING to forget about entirely because it had sent his head spinning off into orbit to potentially become a satellite for some distant exoplanet.
No. He would GLADLY take 100 of those letter over this sight.
GLADLY.
Mouth hanging open wide as the gap between the Earth and the moon - wide enough to fit all the planets between, for the record. Even Pluto, despite its non planet status - the Astronomy professor willed for sound to come out but it was as though he had been struck by both Silencio and Petrificus Totalus at the exact same moment. HIS MECHA HAD TURNED AGAINST HIM! EVEN THE DEFORMED ONE DILIGENTLY, BUT CLUMSILY, CRAFTED BY A CERTAIN FORMER HUFFLEPUFF HEAD BOY HAD TURNED AGAINST HIM. NO WHY?!
AND SWEET SOLSTICE NOT ONLY THE MECHA BUT HIS PRECIOUS BABIES STAR TREK ACTION FIGURES AS WELL. NOT YOU TOO SPOCK. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. NO MCCOY YOU'RE A TOY NOT A DEMONIC DEVICE!
Under normal circumstances he would blame Medea for this considering she was the only person who knew how to remove the wards surrounding his office to let someone in seeing as she had placed them herself after his tie had been stolen several terms ago, but not even SHE would be this cruel. Daphne? No...he doubted she would bother to waste all the time it took to execute something like this.... BUT THEN WHO?! "KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!" the professor roared, seeing the very figure making its appearance from behind his desk and gallivanting towards him.
Turning quickly in place, and tangling his legs in Pebbles' leash in the process, he began his escape attempt only to fall flat on his face in the threshold in his office. ET TU, PEBBLES?!
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