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BanaBatGirl HE TOUCHED HER AGAIN!!!!!!!11111!!!!
Granted, it had been a shove - a RUDE shove, yes, Jake Upstead had SHOVED a PROFESSOR - but Bunbury was clearly not fond of this boy's hands. He was going to pay for that. Her eyes were narrowed to near slits and it was needless to say the redhead was seeing red.
"What do you call THIS, then?!!" she shouted again, right back in his face, and hardly stumbling from the shove. "SHOUTING!!!1 In my FACEEE!" Wrong move Upstead, wrong wrong wrong. This was not how you started a detention with the Bunzinator.
She turned heel and abruptly stalked off from the boy to get a breath of non-stinky-child-free-air. Halfway across the greenhouse Bunz had an idea. Aha. She glanced back at the troublesome child and smirked widely before taking off to the back of the room. Weaving around and through a small forest of vines and steamy, creepy, touchy-feely plants, Bunbury came to a stop by what looked like a compost heap of squiggly black tendrils.
"Come here, Upstead," Annie ordered loudly, hoping he'd have the sense to follow her voice and not get lost in the few plants. "And turn over your wand."
WHY DID SHE KEEP DOING THAT?!
Jake gave a stomp of his foot as Bunz stalked away, glaring after her... wand hand twitching. But then... she went out of sight... and called him to her? Really. DURRRR.
Blinking, Jake went in the same direction he'd seen her head off to, and abruptly found himself... well... not found at all... found himself lost. [/oxymoron]
"Errr..." he said quietly, when she spoke again... something about turning over his wand. Using the speech, Jake found her again and stepped towards her, abruptly stepping back again at the sight of the... whatever it was.
"My... wand?" Jake repeated, glancing at the stick in his hand, confused. Turn it over? Wut? After blinking for a few moments, Jake rotated his hand, so the wand was now, quite literally turned over. He gave a happy smile to Bunzzzzzz.