Barry wondered into the nursary again. He approached his almost fully grown Niffler and threw it a few steaks. It ate it, but it threw up which meant that Barry wasn`t allowed to feed it steak anymore. So Barry rubbed its stomouch and left it to rest. He could walk it some other time.

"Oh I didn't try to," Plymouth informed Kayla. "If I had tried, I'd have succeeded." Simple as that. "I was just doing a bit of threatening, really. YOUR little Huffy Puffy had a first year girl down in the floor and was hexing her. Totally barbaric. I was just schooling him on how to treat a lady."

Plymouth wrinkled his nose at the lizard eating. It was ... also barbaric. His clabbert was going to become a vegetarian. "Daddy Newell took over after I left. Did you dunk him after I left?" Plymouth laughed.

Cale watched as Zippy ran back to his stump, lizard in hand as he started to munch on the new snack from his little log. He watched Kayla with interest, probably wondering who she was and why she was feeding him. Turning his attention back to the prefect, he wrinkled his eyebrows as she told him why she was there to talk to them. GAH! That little brat had ratted them out! The NERVE of that little kid...he was sooooooo gonna pay for this later.

"Plymouth is right Kayla, he was hardly the innocent victim in all of this," he explained. "I saw the girl myself, and she was badly hurt. And, rather than apologize for injuring her and jinxing her when she was down, he felt he had too much pride to do that and went completely berserk in the bathroom. He was running into WALLS, Kayla...that boy is hardly sane," he told her.

He then turned to Plymouth and chuckled. "No, I didn't, I told him that I'd get you to come back, though. Not that I really intended on carrying out that threat, I was just gonna go to Shackleton if he didn't let up. Then, unfortunately, I got distracted because Seth Paton walked in and started bossing everyone around like he owned the place," he added with an eyeroll. He turned to Kayla again. "You might want to keep an eye on that former prefect--he almost brought this one Slytherin kid to tears cause he was in his space at the sink," he told her. Ok, so the Slytherin hadn't been bawling or anything, but still, Raiden didn't deserve to get treated so rudely cause he was standing at a sink that Seth perferred. Stupid Seth.

"Oh, and, to add to that one Hufflepuff boy's growing list of criminal offenses," he said, continuing his little rant about the first year who had given them a hard time. "After that whole incident with the bathroom, he ran up to me in the hallway, stuck a piece of spellotape on my face and ripped off one of my sideburns!" he finished dramatically, pointing to the bare sides of his face that resulted from his little run in with the Hufflepuff. "So really, you can't blame me for wanting to enforce some sort of punishment on him. I wasn't going to give him a swirlyyy but you can't deny he needs help. Like, psychological help," he said. Hmpf. He was gonna stand his ground and defend himself. Plymouth and Cale had done nothing wrong--that Hufflepuff was a menace to the school.

"So THAT'S how you lost it?" Plymouth asked, clearly in awe. He leaned back to get a better view of the sideburn-less Daddy Newell. "Tough break, mate. Tough break. I mean, your head has a broccoli shape now, but you're still a good-looking fellow."


Turning back to Kayla to add to Daddy Newell story, Plymouth said, "I made him bite down on some toilet paper to calm him down. I think a sugar limit in his diet would help us all." Then Plymouth went back to looking at Cale's head.

Iliana was making her rounds through the Nursery, when she noticed a group of her students gathered around chatting and cleared her throat to get their attention. "Excuse me boys, but don't you have some creatures to be looking after?" She asked.

OOC: No chatting, right? Let's move it along to somewhere else now please. Thanks.

Cale looked up. Yes! A professor had come to the rescue! He wouldn't have to answer to Kayla now. WOOT! "Right Professor...although, I have a question, can Clabberts cause you like, any real damage by scratching you?" he asked, walking over to Zippy, who had calmed down so much that he didn't even notice the prefect walk over. He scooped up his runaway clabbert and looked back at the professor. "Cause Zippy here gave me a nasty scratch and...I'm not gonna die or anything, am I?" he asked with worry as he put the clabbert back into his cage. Shooting Cale a nasty look, Zippy zoomed off to the corner and started to nibble on his lizard that Kayla had given him. He glanced at his hand again at the scratch Zippy had given him...it was throbbing and was turning red. EEEEK!

Iliana had to stifle a giggle at Cale's adorable question. After all that Jake had told her about Cale's involvement with the 'swirly' incident (or lack thereof) she was not the happiest with him at the moment. But she sure had to admire his enthusiasm when it came to his Clabbert. And it wasn't like she had had an opportunity to hear his side of that story regardless.

Looking down at his injured hand, Iliana studied it in silenty and then gave him a solemn look. "Well... death is a possibility." She teased, giving him a wicked grin before laughing. It was hard to stay mad at all when he was making such hilarious faces. Could it be that he was actually scared? Of a Clabbert none the less. Big, strong, GRYFFINDOR prefect, frightened of a cute, furry, little creature. Nah!!! She thought, shaking her head to herself. Just NOT possible.

"Cale, the only thing that you might be at risk of is a nasty infection. Have you had that scratch cleaned yet?"

Twilight came running into the nursery quite out of breath. She hadnt had much time this week to come down in fact she hadnt had much free time at all. Even her Miniowl Eveningstar had seemed to have deserted her. But now where she had gotten her homework for DADA done she felt she could spend some more time down at the nursery.

"Hello Professor Iliana", she said to her professor as she walked past her.

When she opened the cage Dusk came sprinting out into her lap. "O Dusk" she exclaimed, "You are not only awake you look like you missed me!"

Ever since the non-earting incident when she had to go get her professor Dusk had been really doing well. She had actually grown, though with Twilight she had yet to show any signs of distrust when being fed. 'Sometimes i wonder if she isnt just a hedgehog, she is so trusting' she thought. But she trusted her professor to know the difference, sometime she would have to ask her if there were any other signs that gave it away that she wasnt a muggle hedgehog.

Dusk delighted in playing all their usual games of hide and seek and sat happily munching on her squashed mealyworms. Twilight could tell she was older now because Dusk played much longer than when she had been younger.

Cale's eyes widened in horror when she mentioned the possibility of death. What the SNAP? Oh, she was only joking. Letting out a breath of relief, the prefect blushed. He must look so silly in her eyes right now. Him, Cale Newell, scared of a Clabbert? He glanced at her for just a second, trying to figure out if Morgan had fallen subject to the same kind of madness that was currently making Bunbury and Lupa go insane, but she seemed to be alright.

"Erm, no, I haven't--I should probably head up to the bathroom and clean it out. Orrr the hospital wing, maybe," he said, thinking aloud. "Well, I'll get out of here now," he added, making sure that Zippy was locked up in his cage securely before reaching in and tapping him on the head affectionately. Zippy either didn't notice or didn't care--perhaps he was too intrigued by his little gift from Kayla--either way, he made no acknowledgement of Cale's actions. "Bye Plymouth, and Kayla," he said, giving them a little wave goodbye. "And goodbye Professor!" he added, waving at Morgan as well as he walked out of the nursery and back to the castle.

Before Kayla could respond to both Plymouth and Cale, Professor Morgan came along. "Sorry Professor, we'll move along" she stuck her fingers in her mouth and let out a piercing whistle. "Oi, Marco over here it's time to go" Kayla held out her arm and watched as her Clabbert scampered over to her and jumped straight up and ran up her arm and sat on her shoulder, she gave him another lizard. "You are such a good boy."

Kayla waved Cale off with a slight scowl on her face, she wasn't finished with him and neither was she finished with Plymouth, turning to face the other boy Kayla gave him a small smile. "This conversation isn't finished Plymouth, I would appreciate it if you met me later. Let's say the trophy room?"

Becca entered the nursery and pulled an assortment of fruits from her robe pocket. She had some apples slices, peaches, grapes, and a few strawberries from the Great Hall. Today she decided she would experiment to see what Daisy liked besides apples - but, of course, she had to bring some just in case the little niffler didn't like anything else.

But Becca remembered that it wasn't really a little niffler anymore. As she approached the cage, she raised her eyebrows. She had grown a significant amount in size since the first time she laid eyes on the precious creature. How much bigger would it get, she wondered? It was obvious that they weren't very big animals, but still. There was definitely progress.

"Okay, Daisy," she spoke, pulling the niffler gently from its cage. "We're going to do some experimenting here. First, here's some apple." She held out the apple slice and watched Daisy munch on it rather eagerly. It seemed pretty content with the food. Next, Becca moved the apple out of the way and offered it a grape with strong curiosity. "Grape," she said, as if wanting Daisy to be able to identify it. Then, much to her delight, the niffler sniffed it and bit it in half. Lovely.

Becca let Daisy finish the grape before moving onto the small portion of a peach. "You like this, Daisy?" She held the peach out to her, let Daisy sniff it, then frowned as she backed away. "Ooookay, maybe not. Come back, I'll put it away!" Becca picked Daisy up before she got too far away and set her in her lap.

"All right. So you like apples and grapes. No peaches though. How about strawberries?" Becca set one on the floor in front of her and let Daisy crawl to it. "That's a yes," she commented, grinning to herself as Daisy munched on it happily. "So now there are more choices. Brilliant. Well... I'll leave these in here for you." Becca placed a strawberry and a single grape in the cage before gently placing Daisy back inside. Smiling slightly at the adorableness of her pet, she exited the nursery. So precious.

Brushing snow from his clothes after the walk to the nursery, Jake entered the place. He hadn't been here yet, having been wanting to avoid ever coming near this general area for a long time. But that was cleared up now.

Without paying attention to who was already there, Jake didn't trouble to hide his limp for once, and went in search for his own creature. It was a crup, he knew, and he'd already thought of the name for it. Finding the little puppy of a crup laying on it's own, mournfully looking up at him, Jake checked the thing. Yep, that was it.

"Rabbit," he whispered, reaching down to scoop it up and sitting on the ground to cuddle it. He felt absolutely terrible that he hadn't been down before, and that this animal hadn't had it's kind of caregiver to play with it or anything. "I'm sorry," he whispered, frowning. Animals were alot better at evoking emotions in Jake than people were, he had always been aware of that.

The crup, Rabbit, stared at Jake and Jake stared right back. They stayed like that for about ten minutes, Jake's eyes glazing over as he thought of other things, Rabbit thinking of how much he wanted to nuzzle his little face in Jake's hair. At long last, Jake held the animal close to him, fitting Rabbit under his chin against his sore neck. He murmured to Rabbit a little, and Rabbit, perhaps sensing unhappiness, stayed calm and away from puppy hyperness.

"You're cool, Rabbit," Jake smiled, looking at his creature, who happily licked Jake's nose and wagged his forked tail. "And we match," Jake pointed out, revealing his forked right ear. "But I gotta go now, mate. I'll be back soon, and for longer, yeah?" he asked rhetorically, giving Rabbit one last kiss on the head before setting him back down.

As he began to limp away, Rabbit whimpered a little, missing Jake already, causing Jake to look up and see who was there. With a kind of dawning realisation, Jake's eyes went wide. He looked back at Rabbit and carried on towards the door, managing to pass off his limp as one of his strange types of walking... hopefully.

Via went to check Cid at the nursery. All packed inside her bag was some food for her baby Imp and some parchments and a quill and ink. She brought with her a towel. Opening the door she noticed Professor Morgan making her rounds and watching students care for their pets. "Hello ProfessorMorgan," Via greeted with a smile at the Professor. "It's nice to see you in here," she added. "I'll go check my baby Creature professor," she said as she moved on.

She made her way towards Cid's area and finding him watching the other creatures inside, Via knew he was already bored. She approached the imp and gently stroked its head. "I'm sorry, Cid. I haven't been here for days now." Via saw the creature's face slowly brightened and his reaction upon seeing her had made Via smile. Via opened her bag and gave Cid some food.As she watched him she documented a few changes she noticed. Cid had grown alot and maybe in no time he'll stop growing now.Because as far as she knew Imp's had a maximum height of 7 inches or something like that. after some other write ups she wiped Cid with the towel she brought and there he's clean again as he is quite messy in eating.

After some time Via organized Cid's place and left some food for him to much on. She waved goodbye with a smile to the imp and left.

Miles decided it was time to go visit Alan. He hadn't seen him in quite a long time, and he should have been worried. What happened if he'd grown to big for his cage? And needed serious help? Miles cringed as he imagined a large Augurey wedged into a tiny little wooden cage.

He quickly made his way through the crowd of people to get to his section of magical creature. Alan seemed fine, although when Miles smiled at the young bird, he did not smile back, and he made it very clear that he was not far too impressed with his owner. He churped once, and Miles sighed.

"I'm sorry dude. I didn't forget, but you'd be annoyed if I visited ALL THE TIME too, ya know." From Miles' angle, it looked like Alan shrugged and scoffed, but birds couldn't do that, could they? He shook the thought away, and took the puch of insects out of his pocket and fed them to little .. although not really little anymore, Alan.

He seemed happier now, and Miles petted his head ever so lightly. "You're a good little Augurey really." He smiled at him, as he free hand wrote a few things down on some parchement. Taller, moodier. Hah. Miles picked him out of his cage for a few minutes to roam around, before he decided he'd had enough, and crawled back into his cage. "Not very active today, are you?" Miles smiled slightly, and closed the door again.

"Until next time buddy."

Elizabeth made her way through the light drizzle to the nursery, to check on Macavity. Although, part of her thought she would have been better off checking on all the other creatures, since who knew what her little criminal had gotten into this time. As she stepped inside, she glanced around nervously, but didn't see anything amiss so she continued on her way toward the area housing the kneazles. When she got there, she couldn't help but laugh.

The lock she had left in Macavity's cage was lying on the floor several feet away, open, and her kneazle was sitting inside the cage, looking at her proudly. "You are the weirdest creature," she said affectionately to him, opening the cage and letting him jump down so she could change his food, water and clean the cage. Macavity walked over to the lock, pawing at it a few times before setting off again toward the clabberts. Rolling her eyes, Elizabeth abandoned her work on the cage and went around to head off the kneazle. "Okay, you're going outside for a bit," she said, scooping him up and changing direction to go out to the play area. Depositing him inside, she looked down at him as he looked at her balefully. "I can't have you bugging everyone else's creatures, just because I have to take care of you," she responded. "So stay here for a few minutes, and I'll be back after your cage is clean."

Running back inside, knowing she probably had only a couple of minutes before he figured out the gates again, she replaced the water in his bowl, scooped food into the other and made sure the floor of the cage was clean, neat and dry. Then she went back out to find him still sitting there like she had abandoned him. "Macavity, don't give me that look," she said, getting a little exasperated, then picking him back up. "Everything's nice and clean for you now. But you have to stop all this getting into trouble," she murmured as she brought him back to the cage. "I have to go back to the castle, but I'll be back soon. And Professor Morgan will probably check on you too," she reassured him, scratching his head a little before latching the cage and walking away. This was certainly turning out to be an interesting experience.

Paris walked into the creatures nursery. It had been a few weeks since she had seen Chanel and she felt really bad about that. She had been sick and then Quidditch season had started and her homework had just kept piling up.

She walked past the rows of cages and paddlocks toward Chanel's cage. She had a bag of jelly slugs for her, and another bow. She stood in front of her cage and Chanel reached a webbed hand through the bars. "Hello sweetie," Paris cooed and she let Chanel wrapped her small hand around her thumb. Paris wanted to talk to Cale about cross breeding Chanel with a Pixie, but she knew Professor Morgan would most likely give her a detention for illegal breeding..but that didn't seem to stop Cale. She would have to find him and talk to him about that. He was forever chasing one of his blasted creatures through the school. And he always seemed to run into Paris when he did!

She opened up the cage and Chanel happily scampered out and onto Paris' shoulder. Paris walked over to one of the chairs and sat down. She pulled out a jellied slug and held it put for Chanel who snatched it up and promptly shoved the whole thing in her mouth. Paris hated jellied slug, those things used to be real live slugs and that thought just made her want to puke, but Chanel ate insects and no matter what she tried she refused to eat any vegetables.

They sat there for almost two hours as Paris fed her and told her about what had been going on with her for the past few weeks. Chanel seemed to be listening but when Paris looked down in her lap the little Imp was fast asleep with a sticky mess all over her face. She giggled as she picked up her little friend and carried her back to her cage. She pushed in a few more jelly slugs and the laid Chanel down gently on the little bed she had bought for her last time. She closed the cage and then made her way back toward the castle to try and tackle that dratted Ancient Runes homework that she had been putting off.

"Hey, lad," Copernicus slid over the railing and gave Tiberius a pat on his soft little... big nose. MER-lin, these foals were growing so fast, and he had to watch himself to keep from getting stepped on by the two excited little Abraxans. He'd have to remember to talk to Cela about moving Tiberius to a new stall.

He filled the bucket with mash for Cassiopea before leading Tiberius out of the stall. They were going to go stretch out his Abraxan's wings and see if it wasn't the perfect day for a glide. In the pen, Cope climbed the fence and let Tiberius prance around for a while. The wings were really massive already, and he was happy to note that there were a few moments when the Abraxan was airborne on two legs.

"That's a good boy," Cope and Tiberius had a little nuzzle before he pulled out one wing very gently. Huge! The Abraxan most assuredly was ready to try flying... but maybe Cope should try to get Celandine to come for that visit.

"Let's go see little sister," Cope nuzzled Tiberius again and led him back inside. Once there, the Abraxan got a thorough brushing before Copernicus refilled the bucket with mash. "See you soon, lad."

William leaned against the wooden pole as he watched Ziella run around the small paddok, getting her energy down before the big bath. He crossed his arms, his eyes watching as she ran in a circle, before running up to him with her tongue sticking out. He quirked an eyebrow, glancing down at her. "You wanna play girl?" he asked, frowning as he dug into his pocket and taking out a piece of apple. He tossed it on the ground at Ziella feet and watched as she ate it quickly, before glancing back up and making a small noise.

He chuckled, stepping away from the pole and nodded a grin easily coming onto his face. She had grown immensely since his last visit, her fur was more thick and luxurious, the color of dark copper with a small streak of white on her head. Bending down he stroked her fur, feeling how soft it was. A good sign that she was being looked after. "Okay, we'll play for ten minutes then it's bath time." he said in his most stern voice, his eyes betraying him as he suddenly dodged her, running in a circle to get her attention. She made that strange woofing sound again and chased after him, tackling him to the ground with a friendly bark. He laughed as he fell, Ziella jumping on top of him easily, licking his face as her forked tail beat the ground below his feet.

He rolled over, trapping her in his arms as he ruffled her fur pulling his robe over his hand to playfully shove it in her mouth. It was the best way to strengthen her teeth he figured as she bit down gently on it, a small growling noise erupting from her mouth. He chuckled, moving his arm in a jerky motion, her head meeting him move for move. After ten minutes of rough housing William got up, wiping the drool infested sleeve on his robe before looking down at Ziella, who looked back at him, her head tilted to the side as her tongue lolled out, dripping saliva on the ground.

Walking over to the paddock entrance he gathered his supplies; bucket filled with water, mild soap and gloves and went back to her, eying her with a sad smile. "Bath time!" He sang out happily as he bent down. He skirted away from him, her eyes downcast. "Aw come on Zie, you need this." he said, holding out the bucket. Getting the rag wet enough he dumped a small amount of water over her, turning her into a coppery coloured rat-like creature. She shook her fur dry, but he ginned and began lathering her up before she could finish. She whined, her eyes glaring at him as he scrubbed her, soap quickly lathering into a fine mist around her.

She didn't like this and shook herself clean again, soapy suds landing on his face and hair. He laughed, shaking himself as he finished scrubbing her and took the rest of the water, "Time to get rinsed." he grinned, a slightly evil gleam in his eye as he dumped the whole bucket on her. She whined again, this one a whine of defeat as she sat still while he properly rinsed her off, using his wand to get the excess off. "Was that so bad now?" He asked when he was finished, getting the large blue towel he kept or such purposes and began drying her off, her fur puffing out like a poodle.

When she was properly cleaned and dried off, he attached the leash again and led her to her cage, which had been cleaned already. Allowing her to go in first, he sat down with the door opened and let her lie her head on his lap. He stroked her fur for awhile, talking to her about anything before she fell asleep her face oddly peaceful. "I so wish I could keep you girl." he murmured to her as he gently lay her head on the ground and closed her cage. "I'll be back before you can miss me." he said gathering the supplies and standing. Turning he walked away and put his stuff away before leaving the nursery.

After discussing with professer Illiana he had come to see his Niffler Illiana with a bag full of bugs. He lay them out and let her eat them. Illiana was a quick eater and was done before Barry knew it. "Good girl" he said and he rubbed her tummy and then turning her back on the animal strode away.

Elizabeth ran down to the nursery between classes, wanting to check and make sure Macavity hadn't done too many things since the last time she had visited. It was really funny how paranoid she was becoming when it came to the kneazle. It was at least ten times worse than her paranoia about her cat, if not even worse.

As she quietly entered the building and headed down the aisle to the kneazle cages, her eyes scanned everything around, but it all seemed to be where it should. Taking a breath, she turned the corner to see Macavity's cage, and a grin spread across her face. That was why nothing happened, she thought, as she took in the orange and black kneazle curled up in the corner of the cage, asleep. Silently unlatching the door, so she wouldn't wake him, she reached a hand in to lightly stroke his fur, before picking up the water dish. carrying it over to the water supply, she refilled it with clean water and returned it to the cage. Then she added a little food to the other dish inside before stroking the kneazle once more. "You're so cute when you're like this," she whispered. "I'll come back again soon, okay?" She withdrew her hand from the cage, latched it again, then slipped out of the building to go back to the castle.

Celandine cheerfully headed to the stable and giggled as Cassiopeia and Tiberius started nickering and neighing loudly as they smelt her approach.
"Yes! It's me!" Celandine giggled and immediately opened the stall for them to come out. Oh they were getting soooo big! They couldn't stay in the same stall anymore, there was barely enough room for them to turn around!

Cela began by preparing the mash, decreasing the concentration of butterbeer and increasing the mash portion. Wow it wouldn't be long before they could go on straight whiskey! "Sorry buddy!" Celandine put Tiberius back in his stall before leading Cassiopeia outside.

Hair streaming behind her, Celandine ran around the pen, Cassiopeia picked up on the excitement and joined in, occassionally flapping her wings and lifting slightly off the ground. Cela wasn't able to keep up with the energetic abraxan for long; the flying horse was just as fast when running as she eventually would be in the air.

Cela headed to the fence and jumped up on it, sitting and watching Cassiopeia frolic and test her wing strength. She made a few notes in her book and began a sketch of the pretty Abraxan.

It wasn't until Cassiopeia came over to her and nearly knocked Cela from her perch on the fence that Celandine closed her book and led the half-grown creature inside. Cela was having to be more and more forceful with Cassiopeia now, since she wasn't a fragile little baby anymore. Talking to her all the while, Cela gave Cassiopeia a rub down and a brush before returning her to the stall with Tiberius, not quite having the heart to seperate them just yet.

"See you both tomorrow!" Celandine stroked them both before skipping back to the castle.

Maddox didnt have but 30 minutes to spend with Serefina today. He was hoping he could spend more time with her, but with the end of term coming up, homework was piling up. He quickly walked in, placing his bag next to the door, along with his leather cloak. He walked over to Serefina, and opened her cage.


Grinning, he watched as she flew out and onto his shoulder. "I dont have much time love, but I can feed you and give you a nice rub down before i have to go." She coo'ed a sad melody, understanding him all to well. She was an incredibly intelligent phoenix, but werent they all?


He sat in his usual spot, next to the feed, and grabbed a handful of leaves, feeding her one by one, until she was as full as she possibly could be. She coo'ed with statisfaction from her meal and nudged his hand with her beak, meaning: if we dont have much time lets get the petting going! He grinned and said, "Alright, alright. Impatient today are we?" He started gently rubbing her neck feathers, as he had so many times before. It was her favorite time. She always coo'ed the same sweet melody. He considered it his special melody, because it was the only time she ever sang it.

Sadly it was time to go. He stood up and walked over to her cage, leting her hop in as soon as they were close enough. "I will come back when im not so busy my darling. See you soon." He grabbed his bag, and cloak, and dashed out the door.

Vanessa hummed a little as she approached the creature nursery. She was looking forward to seeing Maxxie again, and she'd brought him a few treats, for she hadn't seen him for a few days. Pulling a hair bobble of her wrist, she quickly tied back her long hair before she walked into the nursery. She was thinking that if Maxxie was anything like her own kitten, that he might have wanted to play with her hair. And she didn't want another animal tugging at her locks. Her hair wasn't a toy!

"Hey Sweetie," Vannie smiled as she got to Maxxie's cage, and she unlocked it and pulled the kneazle out. "I missed you Maxxie," She cooed, as she held the little creature in her arms, and rocked him a little. "My you've grown haven't you." She giggled, as she stroked his ears before placing him back in his cage. "I've brought some treats for you..." She smiled a little bit, as she dug into her bag, and pulled out a plastic tub, which was filled with sliced apples and pears. "I think you'll like these." She nodded, opening the lid, and placing a few slices near Maxxie.
She was right, and the kneazle, hesistated, before eating the slices quickly. "Welll...looks like I'll have to bring you some of these again next time," She grinned, closing the plastic tub and putting it back into her bag.

"Now to clean your cage Max," She rolled her eyes, these creatures really got more dirty than they did. Carefully Vanessa placed Maxxie onto the top of the cage, and quickly cleaned the cage, making sure that she changed the water, so that it was more fresh. "Here...we go nice and clean." She nodded, placing Maxxie back into the cage.
"I better be going now sweetie. Byee," Locking the cage, she smiled at Maxxie before leaving the nursery.

Jude was going away for a while, and this made him sad. Poor Aubrey, who was going to look after her while he was gone? The professor, Madam Morgan, would. Still, with only a few hours left before he was gone, he ran down to see her one last time, hoping maybe Professor Morgan would be there when he went.

"'Ey dair Aubreh..." he said, sticking a finger through her cage and wiggling it, his usual bounce and chippery-ness lacking from his aura today. "Sorreh girl, bu' ya can' come ou' tuday... Oi can' steh long... Oi'm leavin' for a while, goin' on a li'l vacatchun o' sorts wiff me mum... onleh loike 2 weeks tho, so Oi'll be back a'fore ya know it, uhkay?" he said, wishing he could let her out and spent hours with her, playing and watching her, drawing her and just being a good daddy to this little bird like he was supposed to.

"Oi'm sorreh... Oi'mma gunna miss ya, ya know... Bu' Oi sweah, jus' as soon as Oi come back, we'll 'ave lots o' fun an' ya can run an' play an' evreting..." he cut off and looked around.

"Oi go'a go fin' Professah Mo'gan, go'a le' 'er know Oi'm leavin'..." he said, withdrew his finger from her cage, gave her a small dose of treat, and fled to try and find Professor Morgan, so he headed towards her office.

Oblivious to the rain that was falling outside, Evangeline Green and Greenie - gigglesnort - sat on the floor, Evangeline on the fluffy pillow she had brought, Greenie the Clabbert on the Prefect's lap. Aaah, the little Clabbert was so absolutely cute! He kept on squealing in his own little cute way as Evangeline read him a story, occasionally popping a beetle into his mouth. Hehe. Luuurved his beetles, Greenie did. “Oh, ain’t you the cutest Clabbert around?” Evangeline cooed her pet, scratching him on the nose softly. Hehehe.

Unfortunately it was time to go and, pushing her book inside her bag, Evangeline stood up and settled Greenie back on his cage. Sniffle. He looked so sad and lonely there. "I'll be back really soon, okay Greenie?" The Prefect said sadly closing the door of the cage. "I'll leave you the rest of the beetles so that you can entertain yourself, aye?" Maybe then he wouldnt be so sad.

With one last wave in the pet's direction, Evangeline turned around and walked towards the door, making note to come back really soonish.