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Droo · #1 (**permalink**) 07-26-2009, 03:47 PM

Muggle Prime Minister Cadobolis Penderton, IV, was sitting at his desk with a cup of tea before him and some sweet breads. Mildred, his secretary may not have known how to take a letter, but she prepared a mean cup of tea and her baked goods were all that was keeping him from letting the woman go, well... that and the fact that the intern could do everything he would ask to have done.

His mustache was covered in crumbs and dripping with tea, but he could care less. Things were going great, and it was all because of his amazing leadership.

"Ahem!" Said the portrait on the wall.

Penderton, dropped his cup and it shattered against the floor. "He looked over at the portrait that was now rolling his eyes and then jumped realizing what was happening. AN EMERGENCY!!! "Mildred!!! I've just dropped my tea, I... uhmmm... need to clean my pants... of the tea... so... stay out there." He said locking his door.

He rushed over to the painting. "Why is he coming? What happened, please I don't like surprizes." He said coughing...

"The Minister of Magic will be here soon." The portrait simply said "Aren't you going to clean up your mess?" It said poitning at the spilt tea and broken cup. "That's very unsightly..."

"Right, Right..." Penderton was very intimidated by Cooper, last thing he wanted was for him to think he was messy. So he bent at the waist and began trying to scoop the pieces of his cup in his hand while wiping the tea up with his kerchief...

"That isn't much better..." The portrait mumbled rolling it's eyes, and looking at the Prime Minister's rear, now in the air and facing it.

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 04:17 PM

Just moments prior to her arrival, bright emerald green flames burst into life in the empty grate of the Muggle Prime Minister's fireplace, indicating that Minister Taylor was on her way via the Floo network. Not that the Muggle would know what 'Floo' was, or even that the person who would be arriving was no longer Minister Cooper.

Spiraling in place, Reagan kept her eyes closed until she'd completely stopped rotating, then stepped out from the fireplace, ducking her head to avoid bumping the mantlepiece. As she brushed the ash from her black suit, she strode forward toward the Muggle Minister's desk. Outstretching her hand, "Good afternoon, Prime Minister. Pleasure to meet you."

Droo · 07-26-2009, 04:27 PM

Penderton tried to stand quick, but his head hit the desk. Wincing he began rubbing the affected bald spot.

He turned towards the fireplace a little surprized. A woman was standing there... a woman... who didn't resemble the Minister of Magic at all. She must have been a bad witch! Like in the Wizard of Oz! But without the green skin! Wizard Plastic Surgery! He quickly held his suit jacket close tightly as if he were naked underneath (which he wasn't) and said "What are you doing here! This is the Prime Minister's office... he's... out... to get... tea... yes, precisely." He gave a quick nod... she didn't know better... did she?

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 04:37 PM

What an odd man! And that judgment was made strictly on the basis of his behavior (nevermind that ridiculous mustache!). "Prime Minister, and yes, I know you are him, you were given notice of my arrival by that there portrait only moments ago," she spoke exasperatedly as she pointed toward a portrait of a small, toad-like man in a silver wig. "Surely, you could not have forgotten in so short a span of time. And please lower your voice, there is no need to yell. My name is Reagan Taylor. I am the newly elected Minister for Magic." Reagan was doing everything she could to resist rolling her eyes at this man's absurd behavior. "It would appear that I interupted your tea time. I won't keep you long."

Droo · 07-26-2009, 04:52 PM

Penderton let go of his jacket and fixed his bow tie... A woman Minister of Magic? He scoffed and settled back in his chair. He was glad to be living in the real world and not the wizarding one... a woman, in a man's job. He got up for this? "See that you don't Miss Tallen," he said, looking in his drawer for another teacup... that was Royal Doulton, the Old Country Rose pattern... his grandmother's tea set. No use... he'd only brought one.

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 05:38 PM

Reagan's eyes narrowed as she sensed his change in demeanor when she announced that she was the new Minister for Magic. She corrected him sternly, "It is Taylor, not Tallen. Surely you can manage to remember that, yes?" She may be new to her position, but she was not a pushover and no man, no person for that matter, was going to treat her as anything less than she was - a formidable woman.

Reagan took a seat, despite that the Prime Minister did not offer one. Perhaps Muggles nowadays weren't taught manners? At least, not this one. "I've merely come here to introduce myself and to say that you need not worry about our change in leadership. Our Ministry is as strong as it ever was, perhaps stronger," with me at the helm, "so more than likely you'll never see me again," Here's hoping! "Like my predecessor, I'll only bother you if there is something extremely serious going on our end that would be likely to affect the Muggles - that is to say, your people."

Droo · 07-26-2009, 05:52 PM

"Miss Tandor," he said said turning to the woman. "My people are called Heewumans!" He said dragging out the syllables. "Not, Mugsies... or whatever... and I can take care of them even if you do affect us," he scoffed. He looked at the pieces of his teacup and pouted... what would gran have thought... He sighed. "I'd invite you to tea, but I am afraid you made me break my last teacup." He said.

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 06:06 PM

Reagan had attempted to be civil, but this man was insufferable! No more Missus Nice Minister! "Prime Minister, if you're too hard of hearing or perhaps losing your memory with age, and saying the name 'Tay-lor' is too difficult for you, you just address me as Minister and we'll be fine. I don't want to overwhelm your abilities, if you're not capable of remembering one person's name. Your constituents don't have a problem with your inattention to detail? Hmmm."

Reagan closed her eyes, as if bored with this man's resistance to what should have been a very easy and brief meeting, "We're all humans, Prime Minister. Muggle is our term for heeewumans," she mockingly repeated his pronunciation of the word, "without the ability to perform magic."

And as for his comments about tea, Reagan seriously doubted that the man would ever have actually offered her a cup, even if he had extras. She muttered under breath, "Doesn't even have a proper tea set." Had the man been kind, she might have sent one as a present following her visit. But now? Psssh. "Broken? Unsteady hands, I take it? Pity. The pattern was rather lovely. I could fix it if you'd be interested." She raised a brow in his direction.

Droo · 07-26-2009, 06:18 PM

"Overwhelm my- Innattention to-" Well if she was going to be rude, she could just leave! "Miss Tay-lor. You, as well as that insufferable portrait, are guests in MY office... and I am... I am..." His mind went to thoughts of the former minister and that stick he had and what he could do with it... when he proved he was a magician... wizard... whatever... did this woman have his stick?

"I am... delighted you came and introduced yourself Minister." He said a bit nicer... if she had that stick she could make him blow up or kill him... or worse! Cut off his mustache! "Thank you for offering to repair it, but it was an antique and I'm afraid the glue may melt with the heated water..." Not to mention how unsightly the cup would look. "It's alright... Antique is just another word for... old..." like his gran... he thought painfully.

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 06:33 PM

Completely unsure what caused his change in demeanor and untrusting that it would last very long, Reagan attempted to match his apparent civility with a level tone of her own, "Thank you, Mr. Pendleton, for hosting this meeting in your office. As for your tea cup, we magic folk have other ways to repair china than your gloo, or whatever you call it. Just watch." Reagan extracted her wand from the holster on her thigh, gave it a wave in a counter-clockwise circle and watched as all the pieces of Pendleton's tea cup reassembled themselves into a perfectly restored, unbroken, tea cup. "There, that's better, no?"

Droo · 07-26-2009, 06:52 PM

The minister jumped as the cup reassembled itself. Evil! Witchcraft! Oh... right... she was a witch, and there was her stick! He tried to laugh but he sounded like a nervous chipmunk... "Oh.. thank you... will that... talk... as the portrait?" Or try to bite his nose as he drinks from it? He couldn't drink from it now!!! He might catch... whatever it is that makes them wizards!

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 07:08 PM

Reagan chuckled, "No, no, of course not. It is merely whole again, but has no other powers of any kind." Reagan placed her hands on her thighs as she stood from her chair. "I think it is time that I got back to my Ministry. Lots of work to be done. Broom regulations and werewolf registries don't just write themselves, you know!"

Droo · 07-26-2009, 07:27 PM

"Were- Were-..." Oh Lordy! He fell to his seat again... "Yeah... just... keep them out of our world... the werew-" He just couldn't say it. "Yeah, them... Thanks for... stopping by..." he said looking at the teacup.

lemondrop13 · 07-26-2009, 07:36 PM

Reagan nodded, "Will do. That is, after all, part of my job. Good day to you, Prime Minister, and good luck. Let us hope, for the sake of both our worlds, that our meetings are far and few between." And with that said Reagan turned on her heel, made a beeline for the fireplace and disappeared in a roar of emerald flames.

Droo · 07-30-2009, 10:53 PM

"Yes... we can hope that- YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!" The minister screamed like a girl! "I hate it when they do that!" He said to himself. He looked at the cup and shuddered... did he want to risk catching... magic?

He poured some water from a bottle on his desk and drank from it suspiciously... but not before putting it down and picking it up a few times. Did it wake him feel magical? We shall see...

He got up and took a run towards the fireplace and bonked his head on the back of it, and he fell backward. He rubbed his head.

The portrait chuckled, but otherwise stayed perfectly still.

The minister stood and stalked towards the portait. Staring it down, only a few centimeters away, breathing through his nose the minister growled. "You. Are All. Mad!" and then stalked back to his teacup on his desk.

The portrait was still and when the Muggle Minister sat back down, it replied, "I'm not the one talking to a portrait..."

"URGH!!!!!" The muggle minister screamed and he took his teacup and threw it against the wall. Once he realized what he had done... the cup broken again he began to sob uncontrollably. "MILDREEEED!!!!! Get Me Mum on the line! Now!"

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