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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | lolololol Jillian. Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana "Oh, yes! Surprise!" Anna remarked, a sarcastic expression taking up residence on her usually-happy face. Her angry eyes darted back and forth between her professor and her boyfriend. Anna was typically a very polite girl who made efforts to get along with everyone, but there was one particular area of her life she would never have anyone interferring with. "You see, during the game from my spot way up in the air, I was able to see, quite-clearly, the tons of fun you and Professor Bunbury seemed to be having. I just couldn't resist heading straight here and soon as the game was over!"
"So you did take quite the fall, I see. Well, it's a good thing you're an old pro at tumbling the ground then! You don't seem to be hurt, although I wouldn't go as far as saying you'd be that lucky for too much longer. Now sit," she said, pushing him lightly until he was in a sitting position once again.
"There are quite a few things that I would consider 'wicked' around here, Jillian, the game only being one of them," Anna remarked, flashing her teammate an evil grin before turning towards the professor once again.
"Let's just cut right to the chase, shall we? I'm tired, I'm sweaty, I need a shower, and I'm no mood for small talk," Anna said, keeping her voice as low and calm as possible. "Allow me to rattle off a short list....Merlin, Ronald Weasley, Scorpio Malfory, Minister Cooper, Professor Truebridge...even Professor Kazimeriz," Anna said, holding up a finger for every male she named. "I do believe they'd all fit your age category a tad more than my boyfriend does. I just...may I ask you what your problem is?" Anna closed her eyes and threw her arms into the arm, waving them wildly in a moment of frustration. "Whatever this...this...this Alice-y thing is you have going on, please, in all due-respect, carry on with someone else's boyfriend. This one is unavailable. 'Kay? Thanks." "We were having lotsa fun, ya ya," Annie giggled, still twirling that lock of hair around her finger. "But what's that got to do with you?"
She squinted at Anna suspiciously and then noticed the bits of snow on her own red-and-green outfit. Bunbunz started scraping the snow off her shirt and skirt and scarf while Anna babbled on and on. She only looked up when the name 'Truebridge' caught her attention.
"Hmm, what's this about Zan?" The redhead blinked and pushed all the snow she'd scraped off her clothes into a little ball. "Hold up," Bunbury took a step closer to the Prefect. "My name is Annie, not Alice, and MERLIN and KRAZImeriz and the MINISTER are laik...laik...."
Sudden realization dawned on her face. "Are you ccalling me OLDDDDD?" Bunbunz gasped at the insinuation. "How DARE you, you you you saggy, wrinkly, ugly oldER Prefect!" She sniffed back tears and threw the snowball in her hand right at Anna's face.
The Herbology professor didn't wait to see if it made contact or not, she darted down for more snow to make another ball. "And if Cale's unavailable -- like you're his girlfriend -- then why were you professing your love to Plymmy Morgan the other day? Huh huh?" She chucked another snowball at Anna's head. "I'll bet Cale didn't know about that!"
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