Hogsmeade: Zonko's Joke Shop

[Wilber Winterbottom]

Long before the Weasleys opened their famous shop in Diagon Alley, Zonko's was the premier wizarding joke shop in all of Britain. The outside of the shop is bright red, which purposefully makes the building stick out from the others located on High Street. Stop in to pick up all your prankster supplies and have fun, but be sure to tell the professors at Hogwarts you bought them elsewhere should you happen to be caught breaking the rules.

Vivid colours pop out to your eyes and sounds of all pitches fill your eyes upon entering the shop. Items on display are moving around and whizzing above your head, so keep a watchful eye out for things on the ground and above you. There are also large signs posted around the shop that say "BUY BEFORE YOU PRANK!" and "NO DUNGBOMB WARS INSIDE THE SHOP!" courtesy of the shopkeeper.

[Chelliephone]

She'd been torn on which shop to visit first this particularly Hogsmeade visit, a list of people she needed to find Christmas gifts for hidden in her pocket to be used as a loose itinerary. She'd need to make her way to Honeyduke's at some point, as well as Gladrags and maaaaaybe that styling salon but for now.. the joke shop seemed the most fun to begin at. She was figuring she could pick up the twin's Christmas gifts here, even if gifting prank items might be a danger to herself.

Although then again, if she could remember what she bought, then she knew exactly what to look out for. Perhaps this was actually a genius plan? The petite brunette pushed open the door, careful not to let her baby blue scarf get trapped in the door as it shut behind her, as she instinctively ducked at all of the assortments of goods whizzing around above her head. She was too little to really need to worry about it, but... it was better to be safe than sorry. Grabbing a little shopping back, Ve stepped further inside out of the doorway and just... stared, wide eyed at all the things around and available for purchase. How was she supposed to even know where to start? Dungbombs maybe? No, no she did not want that stench anywhere near her hair.

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

She'd been torn on which shop to visit first this particularly Hogsmeade visit, a list of people she needed to find Christmas gifts for hidden in her pocket to be used as a loose itinerary. She'd need to make her way to Honeyduke's at some point, as well as Gladrags and maaaaaybe that styling salon but for now.. the joke shop seemed the most fun to begin at. She was figuring she could pick up the twin's Christmas gifts here, even if gifting prank items might be a danger to herself.

Although then again, if she could remember what she bought, then she knew exactly what to look out for. Perhaps this was actually a genius plan? The petite brunette pushed open the door, careful not to let her baby blue scarf get trapped in the door as it shut behind her, as she instinctively ducked at all of the assortments of goods whizzing around above her head. She was too little to really need to worry about it, but... it was better to be safe than sorry. Grabbing a little shopping back, Ve stepped further inside out of the doorway and just... stared, wide eyed at all the things around and available for purchase. How was she supposed to even know where to start? Dungbombs maybe? No, no she did not want that stench anywhere near her hair.

Atlas liked to think that he was above prank items, but that was quite far from reality. The only truth to that statement that there may be was that he preferred more elevated pranking which essentially meant that whatever he may purchases from Zonko's he completely disassembled and used the parts to create entirely new items. Like the combination glitter and dung bomb he had invented to assault Professor Holden's office in the name of justice. As fun as glitter explosions were, especially when dad was on the receiving end, the seventh year was not in the business for that sort of thing today. He was positive that glitter would not be well received by Aries in whatever remote village his brother had himself in now. It wasn't entirely the same thing as one of the items on their bucket list, but it was close enough in Atlas' refined opinion. He just needed to figure out the what and make sure that whatever what he decided on could survive the transport and not draw too much attention since Aries was in a predominantly muggle area last he had heard.

Plus, well, he did need some sort of last hurrah to leave in the Gryffindor common room before he graduated. One last something to cause the portrait of his dad, also in the common room, to lose it - which meant it had to be messy. He needed to do his brainstorming away from Freddie, who it was becoming more and more difficult to think around, and with Remy feeling under the weather...a solo pursuit on the day it was.

Or...was it...

"Well, fancy running into you here," he greeted his pseudo little sister as she literally blocked the doorway. He, unlike his pseudo little sister, did need to fret about all the whirling and zipping going on overhead and had only just managed to dodge some sort of spinning toy or another with a sudden duck. "You coming or going?"

[Chelliephone]

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Atlas liked to think that he was above prank items, but that was quite far from reality. The only truth to that statement that there may be was that he preferred more elevated pranking which essentially meant that whatever he may purchases from Zonko's he completely disassembled and used the parts to create entirely new items. Like the combination glitter and dung bomb he had invented to assault Professor Holden's office in the name of justice. As fun as glitter explosions were, especially when dad was on the receiving end, the seventh year was not in the business for that sort of thing today. He was positive that glitter would not be well received by Aries in whatever remote village his brother had himself in now. It wasn't entirely the same thing as one of the items on their bucket list, but it was close enough in Atlas' refined opinion. He just needed to figure out the what and make sure that whatever what he decided on could survive the transport and not draw too much attention since Aries was in a predominantly muggle area last he had heard.

Plus, well, he did need some sort of last hurrah to leave in the Gryffindor common room before he graduated. One last something to cause the portrait of his dad, also in the common room, to lose it - which meant it had to be messy. He needed to do his brainstorming away from Freddie, who it was becoming more and more difficult to think around, and with Remy feeling under the weather...a solo pursuit on the day it was.

Or...was it...

"Well, fancy running into you here," he greeted his pseudo little sister as she literally blocked the doorway. He, unlike his pseudo little sister, did need to fret about all the whirling and zipping going on overhead and had only just managed to dodge some sort of spinning toy or another with a sudden duck. "You coming or going?"

The fact the store was so immediately overwhelming and she didn't know where to look first, seemed a good indicate that perhaps Vera had made a mistake in her planning on what to get Vasco for Christmas. How was she going to pick anything out of all of the items available? Everything she saw, she could think of very good reasons it was a bad idea (mainly selfish ones) and while a box of candies causing illness sounded like a dream to her to get out of classes and exams, she wasn't sure the Ravenclaw would agree with it's usefulness. So there she stood, continuing to block the door way as she willed her feet to pick any direction.

She was just considering going back out, maybe try to pick something for him at Gladrags too despite how rudely he and Logan had made it clear they did NOT like her fashion opinions, when her hope was restored by the familiar voice behind her. Spinning around, a grin was already in place as she had to look UP at the seventh year. "Atlas!" He was older so had more experience AND he had a twin too. "I just got here. I was trying to find a present for my twin. Is that why you're here too?" And if so, could she pretty pretty please follow along and glean wisdom from him for this endeavor!?

[Emerald McDougal]

Another Hogsmeade weekend was here, and Emerald was looking forward to it! The Zonko’s shopkeeper was in the back room, preparing for the hustle and bustle. She was busy unpacking a shipment of nose-biting teacups with festive new patterns when she heard voices in the shop.

Still holding a red and white striped teacup, she exited the back room to greet the customers. “Hello! Welcome to Zonko’s,” she said, smiling warmly at the two Hogwarts students. “Can I help you find anything?”

[FearlessLeader19]

With Caes coming to pay her and Luther a visit, how could Aria not pop by Zonko’s to pick up a few prank items? Call it payback at brother dearest for graduating and leaving her behind. Then again… wasn’t that exactly what she’d be doing to Luther when SHE graduated? Leaving brother number two behind did not seem appealing to her. Aria made up her mind to write to Luther as often as possible, visit each Hogsmeade weekend and to ply him with fun things to do during the holiday breaks.

But as for Caes…

Well, their relationship would be incomplete if they weren’t ribbing each other. Darius would also be tagging along with Caes so this was a bonus for Aria. No, she wasn’t pranking Darius; it was just that she was super excited to see him too.

It would just be her and her three brothers

With one brother being heavily pranked

But what product should be chosen? Aria needed to make up her mind already! Maybe she should browse these shelves quicker.

[Goblinfrog]

SPOILER!!: New friend?

With Caes coming to pay her and Luther a visit, how could Aria not pop by Zonko’s to pick up a few prank items? Call it payback at brother dearest for graduating and leaving her behind. Then again… wasn’t that exactly what she’d be doing to Luther when SHE graduated? Leaving brother number two behind did not seem appealing to her. Aria made up her mind to write to Luther as often as possible, visit each Hogsmeade weekend and to ply him with fun things to do during the holiday breaks.

But as for Caes…

Well, their relationship would be incomplete if they weren’t ribbing each other. Darius would also be tagging along with Caes so this was a bonus for Aria. No, she wasn’t pranking Darius; it was just that she was super excited to see him too.

It would just be her and her three brothers

With one brother being heavily pranked

But what product should be chosen? Aria needed to make up her mind already! Maybe she should browse these shelves quicker.

"Woe is you." Lola said these words, so softly you would only be able to hear her if you were hovering over her. A lot of people hovered over her naturally, due to her height of slightly under 5'1. She lingered near one of the joke rows, trying to find the most painful looking prank. Lola had a cruel streak, but this was mostly for self-defense. She didn't like her odds of surviving her terms at Hogwarts without having to fight some monster out for her flesh. Yes, Lola had researched the history of this school extensively.

The words woe is you weren't spoken to anyone in particular. They were spoken to the known unknown of whoever might try to harm her at Hogwarts. Maybe a bully. Or maybe a monster from the Forbidden Forest. She would be ready for them, armed with pranks she would make more dangerous on her own.

The dark haired girl turned the corner and found herself facing a girl who was also browsing the shelves. "I don't like being touched," she said in a monotone, though the other girl hadn't touched her. They were standing close enough though that she could have touched her, so Lola spoke to make sure she knew it would be a bad idea. No brushing against her.

[FearlessLeader19]

SPOILER!!: Lola! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

SPOILER!!: New friend?

With Caes coming to pay her and Luther a visit, how could Aria not pop by Zonko’s to pick up a few prank items? Call it payback at brother dearest for graduating and leaving her behind. Then again… wasn’t that exactly what she’d be doing to Luther when SHE graduated? Leaving brother number two behind did not seem appealing to her. Aria made up her mind to write to Luther as often as possible, visit each Hogsmeade weekend and to ply him with fun things to do during the holiday breaks.

But as for Caes…

Well, their relationship would be incomplete if they weren’t ribbing each other. Darius would also be tagging along with Caes so this was a bonus for Aria. No, she wasn’t pranking Darius; it was just that she was super excited to see him too.

It would just be her and her three brothers

With one brother being heavily pranked

But what product should be chosen? Aria needed to make up her mind already! Maybe she should browse these shelves quicker.

"Woe is you." Lola said these words, so softly you would only be able to hear her if you were hovering over her. A lot of people hovered over her naturally, due to her height of slightly under 5'1. She lingered near one of the joke rows, trying to find the most painful looking prank. Lola had a cruel streak, but this was mostly for self-defense. She didn't like her odds of surviving her terms at Hogwarts without having to fight some monster out for her flesh. Yes, Lola had researched the history of this school extensively.

The words woe is you weren't spoken to anyone in particular. They were spoken to the known unknown of whoever might try to harm her at Hogwarts. Maybe a bully. Or maybe a monster from the Forbidden Forest. She would be ready for them, armed with pranks she would make more dangerous on her own.

The dark haired girl turned the corner and found herself facing a girl who was also browsing the shelves. "I don't like being touched," she said in a monotone, though the other girl hadn't touched her. They were standing close enough though that she could have touched her, so Lola spoke to make sure she knew it would be a bad idea. No brushing against her.

Aria was, in fact, not hovering near Lola. Even if she had been, she was way too wrapped up in her own world to pay attention to the words said. The Slytherin was debating between dungbombs and Fanged Frizbees. Both products were calling her name rather loudly {figuratively, obviously} in an attempt to get her to buy them. Okay, but maybe she should get both since she couldn’t decide. Aria actually could think of pranks that involved them individually; a prank that involved both was something she was yet to brainstorm. The matter-of-fact voice broke into her internal debate.

Um. What?

She fixed the younger girl with a rather unamused stare. “If you don’t want to be touched, why are you all up in my personal space?’’ the seventh year asked in mock bewilderment. You’d think the girl would know better, right?

[sweetpinkpixie]

Yup. He just ticked off all kinds of boxes. Sometimes.

Despite her being on the nose with his motivation for being here, he felt a pang of resentment for her being on the nose. It wasn't her fault and had everything to do with a certain misplaced resentment and overwhelming sense of loneliness that had long since settled in his chest. "Yeah," he admitted with a little nod of the head while slipping his hands into his pockets and rocking back on his heels a bit. "Just need to be tactful about what I send him. Muggle area in the middle of no where." Still in Thailand, probably, if the last letter he received was still the most accurate thing. "I may just be shopping for parts to make something." Which was probably the more accurate outcome. He had plenty of bits and bobs in his supply box nestled safely under his bed, but there were a few mechanics that Zonko's items provided that he couldn't quite get anywhere else.

Follow along, little Padawan. Just don't tell his dad that he was using that word. Or...anyone for that matter.

His attention briefly snapped from the younger lioness to the shopkeeper who was, honestly, just doing their job but the seventh year did not want to be bothered by and left to his own devices. Literally. Chances were that today, this year even, he would not accidentally shoplift from this particular establishment. "No, all good here," he replied with a firm shake of the head.

[Goblinfrog]

SPOILER!!: Aria:P

Aria was, in fact, not hovering near Lola. Even if she had been, she was way too wrapped up in her own world to pay attention to the words said. The Slytherin was debating between dungbombs and Fanged Frizbees. Both products were calling her name rather loudly {figuratively, obviously} in an attempt to get her to buy them. Okay, but maybe she should get both since she couldn’t decide. Aria actually could think of pranks that involved them individually; a prank that involved both was something she was yet to brainstorm. The matter-of-fact voice broke into her internal debate.

Um. What?

She fixed the younger girl with a rather unamused stare. “If you don’t want to be touched, why are you all up in my personal space?’’ the seventh year asked in mock bewilderment. You’d think the girl would know better, right?

Aria seemed surprised to see her there. Lola quickly scanned with her eyes the dungbombs and Fanged Frizbees which she was examining. Her eyes went back to meet Aria's mock bewildered stare.

Oh, so now Lola was up in this girl's personal space?

Lola took a small step backward. "I took a step around the corner, and you were here. Just because I'm close to you doesn't mean you can touch me." Okay, so Lola hadn't been watching where she was going. Whatever.

"It's nothing personal. I don't like being touched by anyone. That's why I'm here, to buy pranks to throw at anyone who tries to push or poke me." Why was she telling this to her? Lola wasn't sure. She wasn't even sure what she thought of this person yet, but their near collision (due to Lola not looking where she'd been walking) was enough to bring this out of her.

[Chelliephone]

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Yup. He just ticked off all kinds of boxes. Sometimes.

Despite her being on the nose with his motivation for being here, he felt a pang of resentment for her being on the nose. It wasn't her fault and had everything to do with a certain misplaced resentment and overwhelming sense of loneliness that had long since settled in his chest. "Yeah," he admitted with a little nod of the head while slipping his hands into his pockets and rocking back on his heels a bit. "Just need to be tactful about what I send him. Muggle area in the middle of no where." Still in Thailand, probably, if the last letter he received was still the most accurate thing. "I may just be shopping for parts to make something." Which was probably the more accurate outcome. He had plenty of bits and bobs in his supply box nestled safely under his bed, but there were a few mechanics that Zonko's items provided that he couldn't quite get anywhere else.

Follow along, little Padawan. Just don't tell his dad that he was using that word. Or...anyone for that matter.

His attention briefly snapped from the younger lioness to the shopkeeper who was, honestly, just doing their job but the seventh year did not want to be bothered by and left to his own devices. Literally. Chances were that today, this year even, he would not accidentally shoplift from this particular establishment. "No, all good here," he replied with a firm shake of the head.

Muggle area? That could pose a problem and she supposed a lot of the wares of the magical joke store would be far too difficult to explain. But... there were some items that maybe could be laughed away by science or mechanics. "Best avoid disguised canary creams. That would be a sticky situation to explain." Probably would have to rely on obliviate or convince the poor muggles they were seeing things. Yes, definitely a better idea to just avoid that. "If you make something, do you have any ideas already of what you'd want to make?" Atlas' ability to create things was entirely inspiring to her. She did not have the mind or patience for it (if it didn't work the first time, she'd give up), but the fact he did and made such cool little creatures was probably one of the top skills of any of the Hogwarts students she could think of.

Her attention briefly turned to the shopkeeper as well, offering a smile. "I'm okay too! He's going to help me!" Even if she hadn't asked, she was relying on what she knew to be his kindness so far and follow along after him regardless. And hopefully try to not annoy him TOO too much.

[FearlessLeader19]

SPOILER!!: Lola! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

SPOILER!!: Aria:P

Aria was, in fact, not hovering near Lola. Even if she had been, she was way too wrapped up in her own world to pay attention to the words said. The Slytherin was debating between dungbombs and Fanged Frizbees. Both products were calling her name rather loudly {figuratively, obviously} in an attempt to get her to buy them. Okay, but maybe she should get both since she couldn’t decide. Aria actually could think of pranks that involved them individually; a prank that involved both was something she was yet to brainstorm. The matter-of-fact voice broke into her internal debate.

Um. What?

She fixed the younger girl with a rather unamused stare. “If you don’t want to be touched, why are you all up in my personal space?’’ the seventh year asked in mock bewilderment. You’d think the girl would know better, right?

Aria seemed surprised to see her there. Lola quickly scanned with her eyes the dungbombs and Fanged Frizbees which she was examining. Her eyes went back to meet Aria's mock bewildered stare.

Oh, so now Lola was up in this girl's personal space?

Lola took a small step backward. "I took a step around the corner, and you were here. Just because I'm close to you doesn't mean you can touch me." Okay, so Lola hadn't been watching where she was going. Whatever.

"It's nothing personal. I don't like being touched by anyone. That's why I'm here, to buy pranks to throw at anyone who tries to push or poke me." Why was she telling this to her? Lola wasn't sure. She wasn't even sure what she thought of this person yet, but their near collision (due to Lola not looking where she'd been walking) was enough to bring this out of her.

All the happy thoughts about seeing Caes and Darius evaporated and were replaced by confused ones. Confused thoughts about Lola to be precise. “Um. Okay? Thank you for the unsolicited information?” Aria had no intention of getting into any sort of confrontation with a second year, of all people. Also, she did not go around making physical contact with anyone just like that. So, overall the advice wasn’t even needed.

“Okay, okay. I got you.’’ Point noted, you little Ravenclaw. Aria glanced at the selection of Fizzing Whizbees then back at Lola. “These are a great product for situations like those,’’ she said, offering some unsolicited advice of her own. “What do you think? Or do you have other products in mind?”

[Goblinfrog]

SPOILER!!: Aria! :D

All the happy thoughts about seeing Caes and Darius evaporated and were replaced by confused ones. Confused thoughts about Lola to be precise. “Um. Okay? Thank you for the unsolicited information?” Aria had no intention of getting into any sort of confrontation with a second year, of all people. Also, she did not go around making physical contact with anyone just like that. So, overall the advice wasn’t even needed.

“Okay, okay. I got you.’’ Point noted, you little Ravenclaw. Aria glanced at the selection of Fizzing Whizbees then back at Lola. “These are a great product for situations like those,’’ she said, offering some unsolicited advice of her own. “What do you think? Or do you have other products in mind?”

"You're welcome," she deadpanned, wondering just how sarcastic she was being. Calling Lola's comments unsolicited, definitely made her think Aria would rather not have heard them. This was one of those times where Lola had blurted out more than she'd needed to, but now that she was here, why not continue?

Lola eyed the Fizzing Frizbees offered to her, then glanced back at Aria. "I wasn't sure what I had in mind. Dungbombs are just gross, I wouldn't throw one at someone because I'd have to touch it." She reached out so her fingers braced the edge of one of the Frizbees. She couldn't deny they looked cool. Okay, so this Aria had some good ideas. "What's it like to be hit by one?" she asked with interest.

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Muggle area? That could pose a problem and she supposed a lot of the wares of the magical joke store would be far too difficult to explain. But... there were some items that maybe could be laughed away by science or mechanics. "Best avoid disguised canary creams. That would be a sticky situation to explain." Probably would have to rely on obliviate or convince the poor muggles they were seeing things. Yes, definitely a better idea to just avoid that. "If you make something, do you have any ideas already of what you'd want to make?" Atlas' ability to create things was entirely inspiring to her. She did not have the mind or patience for it (if it didn't work the first time, she'd give up), but the fact he did and made such cool little creatures was probably one of the top skills of any of the Hogwarts students she could think of.

Her attention briefly turned to the shopkeeper as well, offering a smile. "I'm okay too! He's going to help me!" Even if she hadn't asked, she was relying on what she knew to be his kindness so far and follow along after him regardless. And hopefully try to not annoy him TOO too much.

Muggle area. Remote. All natural. It left him pretty limited with his options, like reliving the days of glitter bombing dad's office with one of the modified devices he had constructed in pursuit of revenge on Professor Holden (a memory he shared with Remy and Lisa). It had been an instinctual go-to option until he remembered dad's moaning and groaning about how glitter got everywhere and mum and Aunt June's pesterings about how most glitters were not biodegradable and blah blah blah. Seeing the path that Aries had set himself on, it was pretty apparent that Atlas needed to respect and consider these options now too.

"Pretty much limited to fudges and other mundane novelties...which Honeyduke's does have some of the best so...not a total wash," the seventh year shrugged. Zonko's sugar quills were a possibility but...well...those were now associated with another Gryffindor. Pursing his lips, Atlas found his mind a bit blank...but he was not about to admit to Vera that he was a bit lost with inspiration...nor did he want to divulge into the ideas and concepts for pranks he and Aries had thought out and had been intending to execute their seventh year. "I think I am leaning more towards something useful than something to prank him with," the blonde finally settled on vaguely. Dad had probably sent some lame novelty mug by now. "...or maybe a stethoscope but instead of listening to the internal sounds of the human body its tapped into the radio or something." A half gag gift of sorts and deceptively useful while also kind of being not useful and bulky.

[FearlessLeader19]

SPOILER!!: Lola! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

SPOILER!!: Aria! :D

All the happy thoughts about seeing Caes and Darius evaporated and were replaced by confused ones. Confused thoughts about Lola to be precise. “Um. Okay? Thank you for the unsolicited information?” Aria had no intention of getting into any sort of confrontation with a second year, of all people. Also, she did not go around making physical contact with anyone just like that. So, overall the advice wasn’t even needed.

“Okay, okay. I got you.’’ Point noted, you little Ravenclaw. Aria glanced at the selection of Fizzing Whizbees then back at Lola. “These are a great product for situations like those,’’ she said, offering some unsolicited advice of her own. “What do you think? Or do you have other products in mind?”

"You're welcome," she deadpanned, wondering just how sarcastic she was being. Calling Lola's comments unsolicited, definitely made her think Aria would rather not have heard them. This was one of those times where Lola had blurted out more than she'd needed to, but now that she was here, why not continue?

Lola eyed the Fizzing Frizbees offered to her, then glanced back at Aria. "I wasn't sure what I had in mind. Dungbombs are just gross, I wouldn't throw one at someone because I'd have to touch it." She reached out so her fingers braced the edge of one of the Frizbees. She couldn't deny they looked cool. Okay, so this Aria had some good ideas. "What's it like to be hit by one?" she asked with interest.

Aria wasn’t being sarcastic at all. She legit was weary and confused by this Ravenclaw. But if Lola was wondering how sarcastic she herself was being, Aria couldn’t help there. The Slytherin took no notice of how much or how little sarcasm that ‘you’re welcome’ held.

“Dumgbombs are indeed filthy,’’ Aria agreed. “Your fingers can also get quite dirty.” Experience taught the seventh year this. “Quite rewarding to watch everyone scramble out of its way though. As for the Frisbee, I wouldn’t know. Never gotten hit with one.” She smiled sweetly. “We can find out though. Why don’t you go stand over there and I’ll throw one at you.”

Why not try out the prank now?

[Chelliephone]

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Muggle area. Remote. All natural. It left him pretty limited with his options, like reliving the days of glitter bombing dad's office with one of the modified devices he had constructed in pursuit of revenge on Professor Holden (a memory he shared with Remy and Lisa). It had been an instinctual go-to option until he remembered dad's moaning and groaning about how glitter got everywhere and mum and Aunt June's pesterings about how most glitters were not biodegradable and blah blah blah. Seeing the path that Aries had set himself on, it was pretty apparent that Atlas needed to respect and consider these options now too.

"Pretty much limited to fudges and other mundane novelties...which Honeyduke's does have some of the best so...not a total wash," the seventh year shrugged. Zonko's sugar quills were a possibility but...well...those were now associated with another Gryffindor. Pursing his lips, Atlas found his mind a bit blank...but he was not about to admit to Vera that he was a bit lost with inspiration...nor did he want to divulge into the ideas and concepts for pranks he and Aries had thought out and had been intending to execute their seventh year. "I think I am leaning more towards something useful than something to prank him with," the blonde finally settled on vaguely. Dad had probably sent some lame novelty mug by now. "...or maybe a stethoscope but instead of listening to the internal sounds of the human body its tapped into the radio or something." A half gag gift of sorts and deceptively useful while also kind of being not useful and bulky.

The little third year was very curious as to why the other Flamsteed twin had not returned and why he was choosing to spend all his time in a remote muggle area, but... her very limited observancy [s]lack of[/s[ skills told her perhaps that would not be a welcomed subject. So she decided to actually keep her mouth closed. Could this be considered growth?

"At least fudge is really yummy?" Chocolate was always a good option in whatever form once could get it in - but fudge was one of her personal favorites. Her nose crinkled at the idea of giving a sibling something useful. Was that just something not fun twins were doomed to do when they reached the ripe age of ‘adulthood’? Because if so… how did she get out of that? “A stetho-radio does sound pretty cool…” If he had to go for something discreet. “Is he doing something with healing? Is that why he would be carrying around a stethoscope?” Or was the prank part that it would be odd for him to have one and the other Flamsteed would just be creating a whole new fashion trend.

[Goblinfrog]

SPOILER!!: Aria! xd

Aria wasn’t being sarcastic at all. She legit was weary and confused by this Ravenclaw. But if Lola was wondering how sarcastic she herself was being, Aria couldn’t help there. The Slytherin took no notice of how much or how little sarcasm that ‘you’re welcome’ held.

“Dumgbombs are indeed filthy,’’ Aria agreed. “Your fingers can also get quite dirty.” Experience taught the seventh year this. “Quite rewarding to watch everyone scramble out of its way though. As for the Frisbee, I wouldn’t know. Never gotten hit with one.” She smiled sweetly. “We can find out though. Why don’t you go stand over there and I’ll throw one at you.”

Why not try out the prank now?

Lola nodded seriously when Aria agreed with her about dungbombs and pointed out how they could get your fingers dirty. Finally, someone who understood her distaste for the prank. Lola wondered if Aria was a fellow germaphobe.

"You want to hit me with a Frisbee?" She didn't ask in an accusatory tone. It was an interesting idea. She pondered it. "Okay, good idea. I'll stand over here. Hit me wherever you like." Moving down the aisle, she stood with her shoulders back, looking straight at her co-conspirator. She wondered how much it would hurt.

Bring it on!

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

The little third year was very curious as to why the other Flamsteed twin had not returned and why he was choosing to spend all his time in a remote muggle area, but... her very limited observancy [s]lack of[/s[ skills told her perhaps that would not be a welcomed subject. So she decided to actually keep her mouth closed. Could this be considered growth?

"At least fudge is really yummy?" Chocolate was always a good option in whatever form once could get it in - but fudge was one of her personal favorites. Her nose crinkled at the idea of giving a sibling something useful. Was that just something not fun twins were doomed to do when they reached the ripe age of ‘adulthood’? Because if so… how did she get out of that? “A stetho-radio does sound pretty cool…” If he had to go for something discreet. “Is he doing something with healing? Is that why he would be carrying around a stethoscope?” Or was the prank part that it would be odd for him to have one and the other Flamsteed would just be creating a whole new fashion trend.

Growth and being considerate were so often defined by a thin red line. Sometimes.

Anyway. Not talking about the absence was preferred - Atlas did a fine job of wallowing and strutting down the stairwell of conspiracy theory lane just fine all by his lonesome.

"It is," he agreed rather neutrally. Being someone who was very selective about his sweets, fudge ought to consider it a compliment that he categorized it as being worth his coin. Though, in the moment, he was recalling a prank from their under 10's days involving something that very much was NOT fudge. The perks of mum being an adamant cat lady. "Yeah...getting a head start on all that and cutting out everything else that is superfluous." Which was a big factor into Atlas' jealousy and, ironically, why he was looking forward to university. He didn't think healers nor muggle doctors walked around wearing a stethoscope all the time, but seemed fitting for someone who just dropped everything for the career.

Not his petty showing. Ahem.

"May get a couple of dungbombs for their shells and then work on an eco glitter to fill it with." Couldn't really go all that wrong with an old fashioned glitter bomb. "Just easier to dismantle the existing product than make it from scratch."

[FearlessLeader19]

SPOILER!!: Lola! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

SPOILER!!: Aria! xd

Aria wasn’t being sarcastic at all. She legit was weary and confused by this Ravenclaw. But if Lola was wondering how sarcastic she herself was being, Aria couldn’t help there. The Slytherin took no notice of how much or how little sarcasm that ‘you’re welcome’ held.

“Dumgbombs are indeed filthy,’’ Aria agreed. “Your fingers can also get quite dirty.” Experience taught the seventh year this. “Quite rewarding to watch everyone scramble out of its way though. As for the Frisbee, I wouldn’t know. Never gotten hit with one.” She smiled sweetly. “We can find out though. Why don’t you go stand over there and I’ll throw one at you.”

Why not try out the prank now?

Lola nodded seriously when Aria agreed with her about dungbombs and pointed out how they could get your fingers dirty. Finally, someone who understood her distaste for the prank. Lola wondered if Aria was a fellow germaphobe.

"You want to hit me with a Frisbee?" She didn't ask in an accusatory tone. It was an interesting idea. She pondered it. "Okay, good idea. I'll stand over here. Hit me wherever you like." Moving down the aisle, she stood with her shoulders back, looking straight at her co-conspirator. She wondered how much it would hurt.

Bring it on!

Aria was not a germaphobe but she did resent foul matter getting under her perfectly manicured nails. Then again, dirty fingernails just meant that Caes would have another round of manicure to treat her to. That meant he would actually get to do the manicuring himself. Call it a perk of being a big brother.

The Slytherin stared. Lola was cray-cray. Who would respond like that to a suggestion about being bombarded with a frisbee? Whatever she may have said, Aria had no intention of hurting anyone with a frisbee. Her papas raised her right! “How about you try to catch it, huh? Use both hands if you have to.”

She raised the frisbee and sent it flying gently with a flick of her wrist. It did not go spinning with any form of strong momentum, it just cruised through the air.

[Chelliephone]

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Growth and being considerate were so often defined by a thin red line. Sometimes.

Anyway. Not talking about the absence was preferred - Atlas did a fine job of wallowing and strutting down the stairwell of conspiracy theory lane just fine all by his lonesome.

"It is," he agreed rather neutrally. Being someone who was very selective about his sweets, fudge ought to consider it a compliment that he categorized it as being worth his coin. Though, in the moment, he was recalling a prank from their under 10's days involving something that very much was NOT fudge. The perks of mum being an adamant cat lady. "Yeah...getting a head start on all that and cutting out everything else that is superfluous." Which was a big factor into Atlas' jealousy and, ironically, why he was looking forward to university. He didn't think healers nor muggle doctors walked around wearing a stethoscope all the time, but seemed fitting for someone who just dropped everything for the career.

Not his petty showing. Ahem.

"May get a couple of dungbombs for their shells and then work on an eco glitter to fill it with." Couldn't really go all that wrong with an old fashioned glitter bomb. "Just easier to dismantle the existing product than make it from scratch."

Being anywhere near considerate was as close to growth as she might ever get, considering the lines she'd been drawing on her dorm wall (soz Professor Paton) hadn't moved for what seemed like the ENTIRE term. But that's fine, she'd just forever short apparently. Hopefully Vasco would be cursed with it too.

That is a point on which they would greatly differ. She could be picky about her chocolate quality, but as for flavors or other types of candy? Sugar was king and she'd scarf it down pretty much regardless of how it came. Except ice cream. After the previous summer, she still couldn't LOOK at a bowl of the one favorite treat before scurrying off to the loo. So.. he was going into healing but also holed up in a remote muggle location? Did that mean that there was a muggle university he had found to go to? The whole after Hogwarts options confused her third year brain a LOT so the information of what someone was already doing was fascinating. "What are you going to do next year after you graduate?" Considering the twin seemed out of bounds anyways, hearing what Atlas was going to do was next best (and maybe better) option. "I don't think you should graduate yet if you don't have any ideas. I like having you around, so maybe you could just be held back instead!" Except then Daniel and Atlas would BOTH be graduating and that would also be tragic.

Wait.. did he just say dismantle? Dungbombs? Her eyes went WIDE as she blinked at him a few times. A glitterbomb was a great idea and she supposed taking existing product was easier than creating but... "How do you dismantle that without getting... dunged?" She hadn't been aware someone could actually do that.

[Goblinfrog]

SPOILER!!: Aria! <3

Aria was not a germaphobe but she did resent foul matter getting under her perfectly manicured nails. Then again, dirty fingernails just meant that Caes would have another round of manicure to treat her to. That meant he would actually get to do the manicuring himself. Call it a perk of being a big brother.

The Slytherin stared. Lola was cray-cray. Who would respond like that to a suggestion about being bombarded with a frisbee? Whatever she may have said, Aria had no intention of hurting anyone with a frisbee. Her papas raised her right! “How about you try to catch it, huh? Use both hands if you have to.”

She raised the frisbee and sent it flying gently with a flick of her wrist. It did not go spinning with any form of strong momentum, it just cruised through the air.

Wait, why was Aria staring at her like that? It occurred to her just then that when Aria had mentioned throwing the fanged frisbee at her, she didn't mean to hit her head on with it... or maybe she'd said it as a joke? It just so happened that Lola had never gotten hit with a fanged frisbee before, and that it might hurt more than she thought it did.

"Um, okay, your idea sounds better," Lola said, blinking as the other girl brought common sense to the plan. "I'll try and catch it." She glanced around to make sure no one else in the store was about to walk into the line of fire. After seeing that it was safe, she held out her hand, ready to catch. The frisbee cruised towards her, and Lola easily caught it, wincing a little as it snarled.

Smiling at the teeth on the frisbee, Lola held it up for Aria. "It's scary...in a good way. Here, catch!" Making sure once more the coast was clear, she sent it through the air, not hard at all. She didn't want to hurt her Slytherin friend. It cruised through the air, falling slightly as it got close to the other girl... if she didn't reach out to catch it, it would just land on the floor in front of her.

Was Aria a friend now? Lola had no friends, so she wasn't certain, but since they were playing with a frisbee and Aria had made sure not hurt her with it when she could have, Lola decided she liked her, even if she'd been a little mean mixed with awkward with her a few moments ago. "I wouldn't really attack someone with this just for accidentally brushing their fingers against me," she said, deciding she wanted Aria to not think of her as a violent little kid. "This is just like for bullies."

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Being anywhere near considerate was as close to growth as she might ever get, considering the lines she'd been drawing on her dorm wall (soz Professor Paton) hadn't moved for what seemed like the ENTIRE term. But that's fine, she'd just forever short apparently. Hopefully Vasco would be cursed with it too.

That is a point on which they would greatly differ. She could be picky about her chocolate quality, but as for flavors or other types of candy? Sugar was king and she'd scarf it down pretty much regardless of how it came. Except ice cream. After the previous summer, she still couldn't LOOK at a bowl of the one favorite treat before scurrying off to the loo. So.. he was going into healing but also holed up in a remote muggle location? Did that mean that there was a muggle university he had found to go to? The whole after Hogwarts options confused her third year brain a LOT so the information of what someone was already doing was fascinating. "What are you going to do next year after you graduate?" Considering the twin seemed out of bounds anyways, hearing what Atlas was going to do was next best (and maybe better) option. "I don't think you should graduate yet if you don't have any ideas. I like having you around, so maybe you could just be held back instead!" Except then Daniel and Atlas would BOTH be graduating and that would also be tragic.

Wait.. did he just say dismantle? Dungbombs? Her eyes went WIDE as she blinked at him a few times. A glitterbomb was a great idea and she supposed taking existing product was easier than creating but... "How do you dismantle that without getting... dunged?" She hadn't been aware someone could actually do that.

You would think that growing up in an overly health conscious family would make the Flamsteed offspring a little more rabid when it came to sugar and sweets, but it was almost the opposite effect. He was almost sensitive to the sugar levels and cheap sweets tended to be loaded in it and to the point of almost tasting toxic. Then the luxury sweets were better but also richer so he could only stomach so much of those.

Minus sugar quills. Those were an exception.

At some point he had been considering chocolatiering and had been melting down and experimenting on chocolate frogs...but it was a short lived fascination of two terms. Once he had tried metal charming first hand...well...it was love at first tinker.

"Well...sorry to unintentionally break your heart here but...I'll be attending university for Metallurgy and Metal Charming. Hoping to double major in that and Business Administration and Management," he replied without missing a beat. "Someone pitched me a business proposal so...bulking up my expertise." And by a pitch he meant that Freddie had playfully made a suggestion or two while working on the long term Muggle Studies assignment, but it sounded way more impressive conveying that this way. "Just haven't entirely decided on which campus." Or where he was going to live - though he really wasn't opposed to living at home for a bit and maybe paying some rent to mum and dad if they insisted. Or maybe Unchiuln Andre and Aunt Vivian wouldn't be opposed to him living with them in the spare room for a little. Atlas was, at last, on good terms with his niece now and she even smiled when he held her. He could earn his room through babysitting. "But...I'll be keeping my part-time job in Diagon Alley, so you can stop by there and see me pretty easily if all else fails. Cause I like having you around too," he concluded with a coy wink and teasing nudge with his elbow.

And...not to break your heart further, Vera, but he could not WAIT to be done with Hogwarts and the thought of sticking around for another year was nauseating.

Gladly accepting her compliment, because her awe at the ability to dismantle a dung bomb as he had done time and time again was a compliment, Atlas puffed out his chest just a bit and flexed his fingers in her direction. "Steady hands and dexterous fingers," he smirked. And loads of failed attempts where the dung bombs had gone off and at one point dad had given him a tomato soup bath because of the smell.

Contrary to folklore, by the way, that did NOT work and Atlas was convinced his dad had known that but proceeded anyway just to leave an impression.

[FearlessLeader19]

SPOILER!!: Lola! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

SPOILER!!: Aria! <3

Aria was not a germaphobe but she did resent foul matter getting under her perfectly manicured nails. Then again, dirty fingernails just meant that Caes would have another round of manicure to treat her to. That meant he would actually get to do the manicuring himself. Call it a perk of being a big brother.

The Slytherin stared. Lola was cray-cray. Who would respond like that to a suggestion about being bombarded with a frisbee? Whatever she may have said, Aria had no intention of hurting anyone with a frisbee. Her papas raised her right! “How about you try to catch it, huh? Use both hands if you have to.”

She raised the frisbee and sent it flying gently with a flick of her wrist. It did not go spinning with any form of strong momentum, it just cruised through the air.

Wait, why was Aria staring at her like that? It occurred to her just then that when Aria had mentioned throwing the fanged frisbee at her, she didn't mean to hit her head on with it... or maybe she'd said it as a joke? It just so happened that Lola had never gotten hit with a fanged frisbee before, and that it might hurt more than she thought it did.

"Um, okay, your idea sounds better," Lola said, blinking as the other girl brought common sense to the plan. "I'll try and catch it." She glanced around to make sure no one else in the store was about to walk into the line of fire. After seeing that it was safe, she held out her hand, ready to catch. The frisbee cruised towards her, and Lola easily caught it, wincing a little as it snarled.

Smiling at the teeth on the frisbee, Lola held it up for Aria. "It's scary...in a good way. Here, catch!" Making sure once more the coast was clear, she sent it through the air, not hard at all. She didn't want to hurt her Slytherin friend. It cruised through the air, falling slightly as it got close to the other girl... if she didn't reach out to catch it, it would just land on the floor in front of her.

Was Aria a friend now? Lola had no friends, so she wasn't certain, but since they were playing with a frisbee and Aria had made sure not hurt her with it when she could have, Lola decided she liked her, even if she'd been a little mean mixed with awkward with her a few moments ago. "I wouldn't really attack someone with this just for accidentally brushing their fingers against me," she said, deciding she wanted Aria to not think of her as a violent little kid. "This is just like for bullies."

Aria hadn’t meant those words about hitting you, Lola. Truthfully, she had just wanted to scare the Ravenclaw. Mercifully, Lola seemed to come back to reality and snap out from whatever alternate dimension her head had been in. And when the return throw was made, Aria grinned and kept her eyes focused on the incoming object. It was caught and when it was, it mirrored the snarl from earlier.

Woops! Aria quickly pulled her fingers away from the pointy teeth. She guessed that she and Lola could be friends. So long as Lola did not go around accusing her of anything! “Here. You should get it still. It would definitely work lovely against bullies. And I’d better be on my way. There’s some other shops I need to visit before it gets too late.” Like the salon. “I’ll see you around, Lola!”

Aria waved, grabbed her chosen products then sped off to get them cashed.

[Waddles]

Eulalia was thriving in her first term at Hogwarts. The lack of parental supervision, the copious amounts of knowledge gained, and the sheer number of lizards she'd found on the grounds made her happy. She had not made so much progress on the friends front, but she was okay with that.

With all that new freedom (and responsibility), Lally did what every good eleven-year-old would do and went directly to the joke shop on her first excursion to Hogsmeade. Okay, not directly, but as soon as she was done aimlessly wandering and taking in all the sights, it was her first stop. Eyes wide, she wandered in the door and began peering around at the displays.

What looked the most fun?

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Eulalia was thriving in her first term at Hogwarts. The lack of parental supervision, the copious amounts of knowledge gained, and the sheer number of lizards she'd found on the grounds made her happy. She had not made so much progress on the friends front, but she was okay with that.

With all that new freedom (and responsibility), Lally did what every good eleven-year-old would do and went directly to the joke shop on her first excursion to Hogsmeade. Okay, not directly, but as soon as she was done aimlessly wandering and taking in all the sights, it was her first stop. Eyes wide, she wandered in the door and began peering around at the displays.

What looked the most fun?

Guuuuuuuuess who came prepared?!

Well, by prepared we mean she was shoveling cereal into her mouth this morning while writing down a scavenger hunt sort of list to bestow upon a very specific set of first years to help them acclimate to all the wonderous things in Hogsmeade. She had dropped some of her sugary rings on the parchment, so there were some round milk stains along one side but otherwise the parchment was in pristine condition. Anna's penmanship left much to be desired as well, but since this wasn't for homework it was okay.

Spotting her favorite lizard loving family member, Anna skipped the remaining space between them with great haste while shoving her list into her pocket. This meant that the parchment was now all kinds of crumbled and wrinkled, oh well. "Gueeeeeeess whoooooooooooo," she hummed while covering her Little Lizard's eyes. "Bet you only need one go to know."