Jacob took off down the corridor, his ear still on the wall. Water! Though it made his bladder tighter, it was refreshing to know that they were close.

But suddenly the water became distant and as he walked more, it became almost completely inaudible. And he stopped dead. A few steps away stood a portrait he'd never paid attention to. The only portrait or stature in sight that could be concealings something.

This had to be it. The boys bathroom was a floor above , the girls a few floors below. So here they were. The journey was almost complete, but not quite yet over, "Pat, we've got a small problem. " he stared at the laughing men in the portrait. "How're we gonna get in?"

It didn't look like the laughing people would open to anyone. They had a duty, and they probably wouldn't open for a captain and a prefect who didn't know the password.

Maybe they really should have asked a teacher, or at least another prefect.

This was really happening!

They had finally found it; the Prefect's Bathroom!

It had felt like months leading up to this moment, but in truth it had only been a few hours, however a few hours with a full bladder was torture, and Patroclus was impressed that Jacob had held on this long, consider he had been busting from the start.

But then it seemed their hopes were dashed, there was an issue, how to get it.

"I am sure if there was a password we would have been told," Patroclus stated plainly, trying not to allow any disappointed show in his voice, "they would have told us on the train......oh yeab, but I wasn't on the train," he mused outloud, "but surely Sophie would have told me, if there was one!"

Throughing caution to the wind, Patroclus walked up to the Portrait and began, "Good evening fine Sirs, I hope we find you well. May I introduce myself, I am Prefect Patroclus Hudson of Noble Gryffindor, and this is Captain Jacob Blunt of Wise Ravenclaw. We wonder if you would be so kind as to allow as passage hence forth into the Prefect's Bathroom?"

Patroclus had been taught the King's English but his Grandmother, who was infact rather close to the King, before she passed, so he was rather pleased with himself once he had finished, and it seemed so were the Portrait Dwellers, one cired, "Oh Good Show, my boy," another "Yes good day for it!" and then the portrait swung forward and revealed........The Prefect's Bathroom!

Jacob stared at Patroclus as he started talking to the people in the protrait.

Yeah, like that was gonna---

Oh... Well then... Hmm... Well then... Interesting... So... That Just Made Jacob feel completely idiotic, and rather inferior. Well, There Goes another huge chunk of Jacob self esteem, that Lainey had help Jacob build up.

He had no idea how exactly to respond to that, So Jacob Quickly climbed through the passage way the Portrait had revealed and Jacob immedietly saw the stalls, and rushed over, shut the door...

"SWEET RELIEF!" he sighed... Gosh, after holding it in for what seemed like the entire term, Jacob was Finally able to empty himself.

As he finished, Jacob flushed, and went to wash his hands... "You know, it's really not as dirty as I Thought!" he said to the boy... where ever he may be.

Letting Jacob push past him, Patroclus stepped through the portrait and was blown away by what was on the other side.

It was they had gone back in time, and had stumbled across the secret bathhouse of some rich Roman. The marble, the stainglass, the golden taps, and best of all the BUBBLES!

It was pretty much heaven in a bathroom!

The LionBoy decided from that moment on that he would spend all his time in here!

However right now he needed the loo, and rushing over to the unused cubicle, he had to laugh as he heard J calling out in satisfaction.

Once he had relieved himself, he walked about out into the bathroom, and spotted a pile of the softest looking towels he had ever seen and next to them, two pairs of swim trunks, one blue one red.
Now it didn't take a genius to work it, so grabbing the red pair he ran back into his cubicle and changed.

Then ran out and yelled, "CANON BALL!"

Jacob caught a glimpse of coloured swim trunks only seconds after Patroclus.

After a quick Change in the Stall, and his uniform and badge in a messy heap on the floor, Jacob made his way towards the bath.

WHA!!!!

Jacob was suddenly hit with a bunch of soapy water. "GAH!" he yelled out as somewater made it's way into Jacobs mouth. "It's Just a bath, Mate!" He yelled at Patroclus. To clense themselves of a hard days work, stress, and manly sweating.

Jacob them climbed into the bath, and without even thinking sunk himself to the bottom...

He was only coming up, when he needed air!

Just a bath? Just a BATH?!?!


"This is not a bath, its a pool!" He called out as he broke the surface of the water, like a red-headed mermaid he had seen in a kiddies movie once!

Completely enamoured with the room, Patroclus floated onto his back and began to drift in the bubbles, the room glimmering as it reflected the water, in all its bubbly magnificence. As his head bumped the end of the bath, he corrected his posture and rose out of the water, to sit of the edge.

Spotting Jacob lying on the bottom of the pool, the LionBoy stood, and then swandived into the water, his entry perfect, his splash non-existant. He was the perfect stealth machine, creeping along the bottom of the 'tub' he had his hands out ready and when he found his mark, he went for it.

Jacob's foot; meet Mr Tickle!


*TICKLE!*

Oh Yes... this might take a while to Loose his breath. Just as long as he didn't open his eyes, he'd be good. Cause this would not be good. Soap filled water, meant Jacob would gorge his eyes out

But suddenly something was crawling on his foot.

He Jumped and almost screamed before he remembered he was underwater, and that probably wouldn't be good.

Jacob broke the surface of the pool/bath.

"AGHHH!" But this wasn't about the creepy crawly, creeping and crawling on his foot... His Eyes were burning. "SOAPY WATER!" IT BURNS US!

"Can't someone invent, non-burning soap." He Rubbed his eyes vigorously. Jeez... Wheres his towel?! "Here Towel!" Jacob Could barely see anything. "Marco!"

Yeah, like the towel was actually going to respond to that.