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BanaBatGirl · 10-30-2009, 04:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Touz or Treat

Plymouth hopped up at first sight of Professor Bunbury. His winning and charming smile turned on automatically. "Absolutely, yes and MA'AM. Put me to work. I literally have nothing else to do." Plymouth eased towards Professor Bunz after a GLANCE at Jack. Hmmm.

A smile, a good smile. Right, Bunbury could always count on using Plymouth to achieve her goals. Er. For now.

"Oh yes, I can give you a job, Plymouth," she smirked and held out Jack's pot of mooncalf dung toward the boy. "Here. Hold this for starters."

Quote:

Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07

A great spectacled owl came swooping by, dropping a note a Professor Bunbury's pretty shoes. Inside was a scribbled note on pink parchment:

She almost dropped the pot when a sudden OWL came SWOOPING IN to her waiting area, like it was nobody's business. GEEZ. What the hell was WRONG with THIS SCHOOL? OWLS. INDOORS.

The redhead snatched the letter off her shoes, hoping they hadn't been contaminated by a potentially filthy bird, and quickly scanned the note. She let out a loud snort after reading it though...how did dung relate to homework?.... before noticing yet another Gryffindor sneaking away.

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Originally Posted by Jason Potter Weasley

Jason walks into the waiting area. He has a wrapped present in his hand. This will really help Professor Bunbury's garden, he thinks to himself. She is a good teacher and I hope she likes it.

Jason puts the gift down

Then he leaves this poem which he has written on pink paper which matches the gift -

Jason checked to make sure the package was okay and then walked away.

"Take a hike is right!" she shouted at the retreating back of the unidentified student. So he too thought a package moon-calf dung - for that's what she was assuming was inside - was an appropriate gift? He thought it might be 'something' she'd LIKE??!

Bunz picked up this package and shoved it into Plymouth's arms too.

"Here's your job, Mr. Morgan," she patted the boy's shoulder since his arms were somewhat full by now. "I left Prefect Chris Potter out in the greenhouses with some mandrakes.... but... I have business in my office currently." Assuming she would be able to get into it and then GO.

"Could you take this dung out there and then help Chris re-pot the two or three largest mandrakes? You'll see them - there should only be three or four at the most that need repotting." She smirked sweetly and tiptoed her hand up to pat his head. Children.... liked head-pats, right? They were like candy?

"Anyway, do that for me would you dear? Tell him I've been held up in the greenhouse and it would be best not to wait around. Thank you." She might have fluttered her eyelashes a little to get the boy going. Bunz didn't want people to KNOW she couldn't exactly get into her office.

10-30-2009, 04:47 AM	#77 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Touz or Treat Plymouth hopped up at first sight of Professor Bunbury. His winning and charming smile turned on automatically. "Absolutely, yes and MA'AM. Put me to work. I literally have nothing else to do." Plymouth eased towards Professor Bunz after a GLANCE at Jack. Hmmm. A smile, a good smile. Right, Bunbury could always count on using Plymouth to achieve her goals. Er. For now. "Oh yes, I can give you a job, Plymouth," she smirked and held out Jack's pot of mooncalf dung toward the boy. "Here. Hold this for starters." Quote: Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07 A great spectacled owl came swooping by, dropping a note a Professor Bunbury's pretty shoes. Inside was a scribbled note on pink parchment: She almost dropped the pot when a sudden OWL came SWOOPING IN to her waiting area, like it was nobody's business. GEEZ. What the hell was WRONG with THIS SCHOOL? OWLS. INDOORS. The redhead snatched the letter off her shoes, hoping they hadn't been contaminated by a potentially filthy bird, and quickly scanned the note. She let out a loud snort after reading it though...how did dung relate to homework?.... before noticing yet another Gryffindor sneaking away. Quote: Originally Posted by Jason Potter Weasley Jason walks into the waiting area. He has a wrapped present in his hand. This will really help Professor Bunbury's garden, he thinks to himself. She is a good teacher and I hope she likes it. Jason puts the gift down Then he leaves this poem which he has written on pink paper which matches the gift - Jason checked to make sure the package was okay and then walked away. "Take a hike is right!" she shouted at the retreating back of the unidentified student. So he too thought a package moon-calf dung - for that's what she was assuming was inside - was an appropriate gift? He thought it might be 'something' she'd LIKE??! Bunz picked up this package and shoved it into Plymouth's arms too. "Here's your job, Mr. Morgan," she patted the boy's shoulder since his arms were somewhat full by now. "I left Prefect Chris Potter out in the greenhouses with some mandrakes.... but... I have business in my office currently." Assuming she would be able to get into it and then GO. "Could you take this dung out there and then help Chris re-pot the two or three largest mandrakes? You'll see them - there should only be three or four at the most that need repotting." She smirked sweetly and tiptoed her hand up to pat his head. Children.... liked head-pats, right? They were like candy? "Anyway, do that for me would you dear? Tell him I've been held up in the greenhouse and it would be best not to wait around. Thank you." She might have fluttered her eyelashes a little to get the boy going. Bunz didn't want people to KNOW she couldn't exactly get into her office. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind