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Wood'sLittleFlower · 08-19-2024, 08:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

Nope.

There was absolutely no reason why Evander had ducked behind the display of character balloons as he caught a glance of his brother and sister walking past the shop. He had not thought about the fact that he was tall for his age and his gangly limbs were poking out from his hiding spot making it altogether obvious that he was attempting to conceal himself. Inconspicuous he was not but the thought of being dragged along for supply shopping when he could be testing out Weasleys’ newest stock was u n b e a r a b l e.

Satisfied that the coast was clear for now, the rising second year stepped out from his temporary lookout to wonder over to the stink pellets. He was familiar with this kind of trick, having already bought out the stock at Zonko’s last term for a particularly funny (in his opinion) practical joke with Astrid. The jury was out on how successful it had been but Vander found it hilarious anyway.

A lack of creativity on his behalf meant that the Gryffindor was planning on using the stink pellets again. What he hadn’t planned for was knocking the entire display on the floor as he ducked from what he thought was his brother entering the shop only to discover that it most certainly wasn’t as this kid had a grin plastered on his face. A grin that would most likely dissipate as the smell from the now opened stink pellets radiated out from Vander’s mess.

“Oh that’s GROSS!!” The twelve-year-old practically yelled in between coughs and gasps for clean air. It was, what some would call, karma.

This was the last place Miss Caroline Grahn wanted to be but it was exactly that fact that caused her to be here in the first place. You see, the jokeshop was far from anything civilized in her eyes, promoting childish tricks and cheap laughs. Simply, she found the entire thing disgusting. However, it was precisely those feelings that made it the ideal hiding spot. A family friend, Charles, had been spotted in the alley and Caroline had PROMISED to be nicer to them but she couldn't think of a single nice thing to say, instead harboring a slew of comments and words on the tip of her tongue. In order to keep that promise, she simply had to avoid and outlast them until they gave up their search. Hence, the perfect hiding spot.

The rising second year Slytherin headed toward the back of the shop for fear of being spotted from the windows. In her hurry, she failed to be fast enough to shout at the idiot boy who knocked the stink pellet display over. The clear disgust and discomfort on her features displaying her feelings about the shop instantly deepened as the stench hit her nostrils. She lost all composure, spluttering, coughing, and fighting the urge to vomit instead.

"You absolute KNOBHEAD!! What have you done?!" Surely if Charles hadn't seen her, he could certainly hear her now.

08-19-2024, 08:17 PM	#37 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,950 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Fourth Year	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot Nope. There was absolutely no reason why Evander had ducked behind the display of character balloons as he caught a glance of his brother and sister walking past the shop. He had not thought about the fact that he was tall for his age and his gangly limbs were poking out from his hiding spot making it altogether obvious that he was attempting to conceal himself. Inconspicuous he was not but the thought of being dragged along for supply shopping when he could be testing out Weasleys’ newest stock was u n b e a r a b l e. Satisfied that the coast was clear for now, the rising second year stepped out from his temporary lookout to wonder over to the stink pellets. He was familiar with this kind of trick, having already bought out the stock at Zonko’s last term for a particularly funny (in his opinion) practical joke with Astrid. The jury was out on how successful it had been but Vander found it hilarious anyway. A lack of creativity on his behalf meant that the Gryffindor was planning on using the stink pellets again. What he hadn’t planned for was knocking the entire display on the floor as he ducked from what he thought was his brother entering the shop only to discover that it most certainly wasn’t as this kid had a grin plastered on his face. A grin that would most likely dissipate as the smell from the now opened stink pellets radiated out from Vander’s mess. “Oh that’s GROSS!!” The twelve-year-old practically yelled in between coughs and gasps for clean air. It was, what some would call, karma. This was the last place Miss Caroline Grahn wanted to be but it was exactly that fact that caused her to be here in the first place. You see, the jokeshop was far from anything civilized in her eyes, promoting childish tricks and cheap laughs. Simply, she found the entire thing disgusting. However, it was precisely those feelings that made it the ideal hiding spot. A family friend, Charles, had been spotted in the alley and Caroline had PROMISED to be nicer to them but she couldn't think of a single nice thing to say, instead harboring a slew of comments and words on the tip of her tongue. In order to keep that promise, she simply had to avoid and outlast them until they gave up their search. Hence, the perfect hiding spot. The rising second year Slytherin headed toward the back of the shop for fear of being spotted from the windows. In her hurry, she failed to be fast enough to shout at the idiot boy who knocked the stink pellet display over. The clear disgust and discomfort on her features displaying her feelings about the shop instantly deepened as the stench hit her nostrils. She lost all composure, spluttering, coughing, and fighting the urge to vomit instead. "You absolute KNOBHEAD!! What have you done?!" Surely if Charles hadn't seen her, he could certainly hear her now. __________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e