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Mad Eye Touz · 07-10-2009, 01:51 AM

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Originally Posted by Ama

"Well, that's reassuring!" exclaimed Daphne rolling her eyes even underneath the dark fabric threatening to go up her nostrils and suffocate her. She heard something drop and roll down the steps they had come up from. Her feet glided against the floor and Hopton attempted to put on as much weight on her legs as possible.

Maybe the Flying Pants would stop now, except, they didn't even as they passed two familiar voices; Wand! Oh, Wand! If only, her wrists weren't attached to one of the pants legs. Struggling, she managed to peek her eyes out. "Plymouth! My waaand! It's in my pocket!"

Plymouth mournfully watched his wand until it was out of sight. He was kind of FAILING at being Super Plymouth. Professor V would be SO disappointed! Plymouth was disappointed too. He didn't want to fail Daphne. He didn't want the pants to eat her face.

He liked her face.

So, with new fervor, Plymouth went on a search for Daphne's wand. In her pocket. Pocket. SHE HAD MANY POCKETS. ThudThudThud. Swiftly, Plymouth searched each pocket meticulously. He tossed out tissue, a bottle of something or another, lots of random pieces of papers....

... thank Merlin she didn't have that blasted duck in a pocket like someone else he knew would...

"AHA! WAND!" Plymouth found the booty and held it up high! SUCCESS!!! "You okay, Daphadil??? HANG ON!"

07-10-2009, 01:51 AM	#227 (permalink)
Mad Eye Touz Diricawl Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Throne. Posts: 26,786 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year	Inside Kitty \| HIT ENTER \| UNO Queen Quote: Originally Posted by Ama "Well, that's reassuring!" exclaimed Daphne rolling her eyes even underneath the dark fabric threatening to go up her nostrils and suffocate her. She heard something drop and roll down the steps they had come up from. Her feet glided against the floor and Hopton attempted to put on as much weight on her legs as possible. Maybe the Flying Pants would stop now, except, they didn't even as they passed two familiar voices; Wand! Oh, Wand! If only, her wrists weren't attached to one of the pants legs. Struggling, she managed to peek her eyes out. "Plymouth! My waaand! It's in my pocket!" Plymouth mournfully watched his wand until it was out of sight. He was kind of FAILING at being Super Plymouth. Professor V would be SO disappointed! Plymouth was disappointed too. He didn't want to fail Daphne. He didn't want the pants to eat her face. He liked her face. So, with new fervor, Plymouth went on a search for Daphne's wand. In her pocket. Pocket. SHE HAD MANY POCKETS. ThudThudThud. Swiftly, Plymouth searched each pocket meticulously. He tossed out tissue, a bottle of something or another, lots of random pieces of papers.... ... thank Merlin she didn't have that blasted duck in a pocket like someone else he knew would... "AHA! WAND!" Plymouth found the booty and held it up high! SUCCESS!!! "You okay, Daphadil??? HANG ON!" __________________