A Poop * k8 *
Paul couldn't hear.
PAUL COULDN'T HEAR.
He needed to get closer--though, he did see Dante PICKING HER A FLOWER? GASP! Getting on all fours, he stayed in the bushes and tried his best to follow them...too bad he didn't have one of those extendable EARS on his person right now. Would have been handy. OR rather, ear-y. But not eerie.
Was Dante...doing the...'she loves me?' loves me not? thing????? Paul muttered under his breath, and he quickly pulled something out of his pocket and THREW it at the back of Dante before rolling away in the other direction because he still thought he was being stealthy and he did NOT want Dante to know he was heeeeerreeeeeee!
What he had thrown at Dante, though, had been a fist sized Chinese Chomping Cabbage. You know, a great weapon for a Herbology professor. But the Cabbage needed to CHOMP on some carrots so it was chomping away near the students' feet. It wouldn't bite human flesh, so it wouldn't hurt them, but...heh. It'd be annoying.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |