And then the girl came, the one that attempted to murder him. Hmph. The only reason he picked her was because she was a 5th year and he didn't know who else to pick--not stating that he didn't know maaaany older students. Because he in fact DID!

"Hi Missy Issy," he told her quite happily because happy was soooo the new moody, "and yes, yes they caaaan talk. See?" Poking the statue's nose, he put his ear next to it.

Mmhm. I see. Okay, I'll tell harr that. "SEE? They TALK. He just talked riiight into my ear! He said... he doesn't like being so lonely. You should act nicer!" And with that, he snatched Issy's hands and put it riiiiight onto Barnaby's hands.

CLAPCLAPCLAP.

"He says you'll be GREAT friends."

CLAPCLAPCLAP.

He didn't know why exactly he was clapping so much these days, it was probably a symptom of his supreme awesomeness. Or maybe evil nasty trolls had cursed his hands while he slept, thus causing him to clap uncontrollably when he felt happy.

Oh? The girl was telling him not to peel the bananas for the lemurs?! "Um... right. I knew that, ...good for the self-esteem. RIGHT." And without he gave the unopened banana back to Mosi and smirked. "Shall we do what?"

OHHH. Homework right. "Oh. Mmkaaaay who goes first, gurlygurl?"