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**Peeves** · 09-30-2016, 09:11 PM

..."Did somebody say TRASH?"

A mad cackle and a blur of grey

zipped

ZIPPPPPED

down towards the group until he finally came to a stop, hanging upside down with a bulging bag of rubbish. "STINKY LITTLE GRYFFINDORS! Made of FARTS and rotten APPPLLLEEEEE CORES!" He pelted Blaise Bellaire and Tenacius Salander with apple cores, banana peels, used napkins.

The kitchens had a plentiful amount of ammunition for ole' Peevies!

"I don't know what's sadder, a lone Hufflepuff or a Hufflepuff AT ALL-" he cackled as he rounded on the new PUFFERPUFFHEAD. FACEFUL OF TRASH FOR YOU!

Peeves twirled, howled, and shook the bag of rubbish above Professor Paul PLANT MAN. "Oh looooooony craaaaaaaazy PONCHO PLANT MAN." Peeves smashed a half eaten pie atop his head.

HOOT HOOT HOOT. CACKLE.

Lots of cackling as Peeves floated above the group in spirals and twirls, throwing trash around them with obviously glee before he proceeded to DUMP THE CONTENTS OF HIS TRASH BAG on the heads of those below.

"You all smell just AWWWWWFUL!"

And he disappeared through the ceiling, looking for more victims.

09-30-2016, 09:11 PM	#21 (permalink)
Peeves Puffskein Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: snickers Posts: 1,424 Hogwarts RPG Name: Peeves	Resident School Poltergeist \| Unruly & Malicious ..."Did somebody say TRASH?" A mad cackle and a blur of grey zipped zipped ZIPPPPPED down towards the group until he finally came to a stop, hanging upside down with a bulging bag of rubbish. "STINKY LITTLE GRYFFINDORS! Made of FARTS and rotten APPPLLLEEEEE CORES!" He pelted Blaise Bellaire and Tenacius Salander with apple cores, banana peels, used napkins. The kitchens had a plentiful amount of ammunition for ole' Peevies! "I don't know what's sadder, a lone Hufflepuff or a Hufflepuff AT ALL-" he cackled as he rounded on the new PUFFERPUFFHEAD. FACEFUL OF TRASH FOR YOU! Peeves twirled, howled, and shook the bag of rubbish above Professor Paul PLANT MAN. "Oh looooooony craaaaaaaazy PONCHO PLANT MAN." Peeves smashed a half eaten pie atop his head. HOOT HOOT HOOT. CACKLE. Lots of cackling as Peeves floated above the group in spirals and twirls, throwing trash around them with obviously glee before he proceeded to DUMP THE CONTENTS OF HIS TRASH BAG on the heads of those below. "You all smell just AWWWWWFUL!" And he disappeared through the ceiling, looking for more victims. __________________ You're nothing more than a pickle-headed prune biscuit-eating bulldog. P.S. Your bowtie is crooked. And your pink thestral pony is super girly.