 Resident School Poltergeist | Unruly & Malicious
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Peeves squealed with glee as he zoomed up to the staff table beside his sweet sweet Miffy. "Hiya, drips!" he said with a big smile, hovering in front of the professors who'd been drenched by Storm's water balloons.
"That's my boy!" he crowed, practically beaming with fatherly pride as he put a hand on Storm's shoulder. Whoops! That wasn't what he meant to say! Let's try that again. "I mean, Storm, you're grounded!"
See, old Peevsie could be good! It took some getting used to, but he really was trying.
He nodded. "We found him in the kitchens weeks ago. Now look at us - one big happy family!" Another biiiiig smile as he hugged his polter!wife and polter!kiddo.
"Naughty professorhead blaming poor Peeves and Miffy!" He wagged a finger at the History lady. "Told ya we were innocent so NYAH!" He even threw in a raspberry for good measure because hey, old habits die hard!
__________________ 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. |