 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
His head jerked the moment Genny refused to take turns and claimed the sheep as her own. Frankie's eyes narrowed, and he was tempted to tell her that he was the one that brought the sheep into being and that he could very easily return it back to its original sofa state. Words such as those didn't leave his mouth though. Instead he was just going to let Tenacius and Torrance handle that situation themselves.
It came no surprise to him that they certainly were going to take care of it in their own way. His eyes widened slightly Torrance kicked off his shoes, one of which had a certain addition to it, toward the entrance. The blond was about to order the boy to put them somewhere else, simply to avoid the odds of someone tripping over them and getting sheep poo on themselves. The other second boy distracted him though when he started flapping his robes about.
Oh, dear Merlin. What had he done?
All Frankie could do at this point was step back toward the stairs that led up to the dorm rooms and watch the spectacle before him. Tenacius was in full bull rider-mode and Torrance ... was being Torrance. He wanted to slap his forehead with the palm of his hand, but he refrained from doing so. There was no way he was going to miss whatever was about to happen.
From his location, the prefect had full view of everything: the common room entrance, the two boys being absolutely ridiculous, and Genny still hanging on to that sheep. His eyes blinked. It seemed as if whatever Tenacius was doing was actually working.
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