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**The Narrator** · 03-04-2016, 06:37 AM

SPOILER!!:

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

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?!

The far off cackling can barely be heard over the whirring, stomping and laser-beam noises coming from the terrifying toy army as it advances after its' owner... but the chill in the air, the flickering of the candle flames is as obvious as daylight...

With determination and not a drop left of loyalty the figurines processed, traversing the short distance with more speed than would be believed before crawling onto the fallen body of the great Astronomy Professor as if he were nothing but a meager log... As one, they moved over and across his length in a stampede of tiny proportion.

Undeterred, undaunted, they rush over the professor leaving dust in his hair, upon his skin.... And most cruelly of all... On his suit...

Onward! Onward! Onward they march! Through the door, through the hall. Nothing can stop them...

03-04-2016, 06:37 AM	#47 (permalink)
The Narrator Your Guide Billywig Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Hogwarts Posts: 3,484 Hogwarts RPG Name: The Narrator	*cackles* follow me; everything is all right. SPOILER!!: Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie 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?! The far off cackling can barely be heard over the whirring, stomping and laser-beam noises coming from the terrifying toy army as it advances after its' owner... but the chill in the air, the flickering of the candle flames is as obvious as daylight... With determination and not a drop left of loyalty the figurines processed, traversing the short distance with more speed than would be believed before crawling onto the fallen body of the great Astronomy Professor as if he were nothing but a meager log... As one, they moved over and across his length in a stampede of tiny proportion. Undeterred, undaunted, they rush over the professor leaving dust in his hair, upon his skin.... And most cruelly of all... On his suit... Onward! Onward! Onward they march! Through the door, through the hall. Nothing can stop them... __________________