"Alright." Sneeze said. When Rian hugged him he remembered the days they would spend at the lake... He then started walking to the door and saw Rian doing the same. "Well, have a nice day." He opened the door and walked through.

"Oh!" Rian exclaimed, stopping dead in her tracks. While she was here, there was no use waiting. I need something creative to unlock, she thought, knowing the room would provide that for her. She looked around, trying to find whatever it would give her.

Finding nothing, she sighed and looked up. There, at the roof, was a...bird? It was a fake bird though...it looked sort of like stone. And there, on it's beak, was a lock. "Hmm," Rian murmured, staring curiously at the object. "I wonder what it'll unlock." She took a few steps forward, and reached her hand up, her wand poised to cast a spell. But she was still too short, and she couldn't be sure she'd hit the lock.

Frowning, she climbed up onto a chair that suddenly popped up out of no where. Feeling slightly queasy, she raised her arm a bit hesitantly. "A-Aloham-mora!" she stammered. A feeble jet of light shot out of the wand-tip ,missing the locked bird by more than a few inches. I need something taller, she thought, not allowing herself to think about how tall taller might be.

In front of the chair came a table as high as the chair back. Taking a deep breath, Rian stepped onto it. Not looking down at the ground, she once again cast Alohamora. This time, the lock came off the beak and landed on Rian's hand. She set it down on the table as the bird-thing started singing.

It was the song Rian had composed just a little earlier, here in this room. She smiled and sat down on the table, listening to how it sounded. When it was finished, Rian gratefully slid off the table and hurriedly followed Sneeze out of the Room of Requirement.

Evolette stood behind her best friend, hands placed firmly over his eyes, "All right Hugie. No peeking until I say. Got it?" she repeated for probably the fifth time on their way up to the Room of Requirement.

Blue eyes darting past Hugo's head, she looked at Terry. Ready? she mouthed to him, feeling like she was going to fall over if she had to keep standing on her tip toes, especially in those shoes.

Nearly shooting off through the ceiling as Terry bounced like crazy on the balls of his feet, surveying the the whole room in deep satisfaction. DOOD, him and Evolette rocked. The entire room screamed pink, sparkles and glitter. Fidgeting with the silver tablecloth one last time, he nudged the ginormous three-tiered cake bang in the centre. WHOA. It in it's pretty white sponge and bright pink icing even towered over HIM.

Hokaihokai. Back to business. Check on the humoongous pile of prezzies over by the corner, complete in their shiny hot pink wrappings, all sporting HUGE silver bows. So pretty. He finally attempted to still himself as Hugo and Evolette neared the room.

He was so excited he was ZEES close to forgetting how completely swathed he was in floaty pink STUFF. Pulling his pink socks higher, he finally nodded once in signal back to Evee, holding up one hand, slowly pulling down his fingers in a countdown.

Three. Two. ONE.

He flew into the air, a pink blur, tackling his two best friends about the waists in total abandon. 'SURPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE HUGOOOOO!'

"Where are we goiiiiing?" Hugo whined, for about the millionth time. His best friend had tackled him, forced him into his favourite pink shirt and then pushed him out of the common room and along the corridor. With her hands over his eyes the whole way. He'd fallen twice, and banged his head on a statue; Evolette wasn't the greatest guide! "Lettie! You stood on my heel!" He tried desperately to squint through her fingers, only to be urged to NOT PEEK...again. But WHYYYY? He was so confused! What was going on? Shuffling forward, he froze. "Lettiiiie?" He murmured. "Who's in there?" He could hear shuffling...it was coming closer! And then...

"EEEEEK! HEELP! HEEEEEELP!" Hugo flailed, as the THING leapt on him, squishing him like a little pixie. "Oi? Terry, is that you? Whatta ya doing, you crazy fool?"

"Just relax Hugie. You will see soon enough." Evolette soothed, leaning over his shoulder and kissing his cheek. "Now. Stop this very minute or I am going to take you back to the common- ack!" Evolette lost her balance when Terry pounced on the two of them without warning, she clung tightly to Hugo's arm for balance, wincing.

"Terrrrrrrry." she whined, pouting, "Terry. Sweetheart. Look at the shoes. Remember that you are not supposed to tackle me when I am wearing stilettos."

Okay, the moment was over. Now back to Hugo. He'd better love her for putting aside her shoe crisis for him. "It's for your birthday Hugie!" she said, hugging him tightly. "Look, everything is pink, even Terry." she added with a wink. "Oh!" she suddenly remembered the tiara. Grabbing it off of the table closest to them, she placed it on Hugo's head, careful not to mess up his hair. "So, what do you think? Is it perfect?"

'What do you think I'm doing Hugo?' Terry continued squishing the two, pointedly ignoring Evee's stilettos dilemna. 'I'm ...eating your FACE.' Sniggering, he let go of the two abruptly and then tugged the two inside. 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MATE! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I got a tad over-excited. But think about it! Our baby's finally sixteen! You know what that means right?' He waggled his eyebrows comically.

'OMG. Yes. I'm pink even. Crazy right?' He waved his hand around to the other two. 'We all maaaaaaaatch, see?'

Hugo wrinkled his nose as something sloppy and wet pressed against his cheek. "Ewwww, Lettie!" He teased, laughing. He stumbled as she scolded Terry, as she was focused on keeping herself standing, rather than guiding him. EEEEK! "Ahhh, Lettie!" He cried, clinging desperately to his friend's arm in an attempt to stay standing. Falling blind was [Inot[/I] a good idea. Especially if you were the klutz that he was, in which case he's probably break his nose...again. "I think you're being silly, Terry!" He whined, shifting to try and see.

...and then Evolette moved her hands to hug him. Hugo was forced inside a room, given a tiara and had a joke from Terry at his expense.

But he couldn't even speak. He stood there, pink shirted and sparkly tiara-ed, his emerald eyes glazing over as he took in the scene before him. "It's so...it's so..." He was finding difficulty finding beautiful enough words to fit. "It's so me," he murmured finally, mouth hanging open as he took a step forward. And it was PERFECT. And they did MATCH; their outfits, his tiara, the cake on the table and the pile of presents.

Turning to face his two friends, a grin spread across Hugo's handsome face. It was a grin unlike any that had ever been on his face in a LONG time. "Oh you twoooo!" He squeeked, throwing his arms around both of them happily. "I love you guys. SO much. Of course it's perfect! And oi Terry! I'm not the baby, just cause I got dropped a year," he snorted, chuckling. "That wasn't MY fault!" He stepped back, looking from the room, to the two friends, to the room...and then back to Evolette and Terry.

"You guys did this?" He asked. "Together?" He looked from one face to the next.

Evolette was not accustomed to holding her breath in anticipation, but at that very moment, she felt that if Hugo did not speak up soon, she would explode.

But before she could even take in his reaction, she was squished up next to Terry as Hugo threw his arms around the both of them. "When did we agree that tackling become the preffered way to greet someone?" she wheezed, trying to push thoughts of her pretty pink silk shirt getting wrinkled in the shuffle.

Giggling, she squeezed him back. Her bestest friend in the entire world. She was so glad that he was happy. "I love you too Hugie." she replied. Patting his hair down, because it was now sticking up at the edge as a result of being tackled one too many times, Evolette grinned. "Actually Hugie, you are the baby. By 3 months." she informed him.

Evolette blanched slightly, suddenly wondering if the fact that she and Terry had indeed planned this together, if maybe Hugo wouldn't like it as much. It had been the first contact she'd made with Terry since their breakup afterall. "We did." she said, nodding eagerly, hoping that that made it even better.

Robert rolled his eyes as he heard Mariska speak and continued trying to force the doors open, "What do you think I'm doing? Taking my time?" he gritted out. Stepping back with a frustrated groan as the doors did not budge, he looked around for anything to pry open the doors. Suddenly, a crowbar appeared near where the chair was. Silently thanking the room he ran over to grab it and then ran back to the wardrobe in time to heard Mariska shriek, "I'm not going to! Geez give it a rest!" He shook his head and placed the crowbar in between the two doors, using all his strength he tried prying them apart to no avail, "Bloody hell!" Throwing down the crowbar he continued to pry it open with his hands, "Well think harder!" Hearing her yell at him he let go and frowned, "I'm trying to get you out of here and you aren't helping any!"

Mari took a deep breath as she heard the varied sounds of Robert's efforts to get her out of the sealed wardrobe. Of course, she knew there was a spell to finish this, but in her intense discomfort at being stuck in a small, dark and enclosed space she was being quite forgetful. She took a few more deep breaths and then she heard Roberts voice. " It's Finite Incantatem!" She exclaimed suddenly. " Just point your wand at the door, it should open. Just hurry," She sad, hoping it would work and she wouldn't be stuck like this until someone else could open the door.

Robert continued working at the doors, his frustration growing as they did not budge. He could hear Mariska breathing and at her sudden words he let go of the doors and stepped back. Saying a silent prayer he pointed his wand at the door, "Finite Incantatem." He watched as the doors flew open and he ran over toward the wardrobe. "Mariska are you okay?!"

Mariska held her breath and counted back from ten as she heard Robert say the spell and moments afterward, the doors swung open easily, as if they had never been shut at all. She barely heard Roberts words as she jumped out of the cramped wardrobe and right into him. Instinctively she clung to him for a few moments before she realized what she was doing. " Oh. I'm sorry," She blushed and pulled back from him, unsure of what to do now that they were in this awkward situation.

The air that he hadn't realized he'd been holding, rushed out of his lungs as he felt Mariska jump onto him and cling tightly. He wrapped his arms around her tightly for a moment and loosened his hold when he felt her pull back from him. Swallowing he shook his head and ran his hand through his hair as he started rambling, "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been playing around. I shouldn't have used that bloody spell when I didn't know.... I'm really, really sorry. I'm such a bloody idiot."

Mari shook her head as Robert apologized profusely, closing her eyes a moment before speaking again. " It's fine," she said, her mind somehow still focusing on how it had felt when he had had his arms around her. That was...odd, she thought to herself. " It's not your fault I don't like enclosed spaces." She said. She opened her eyes again and then laughed slightly. " At least you learned Colloportus and Finite Incatatem." She said, smiling at him a little.

Robert watched as Mariska closed her eyes and when she spoke again he sighed, worried that she had been mad at him. "I know but if I hadn't been goofing off..." When her eyes opened he looked down at her and laughed humourlessly, "A tough way to learn that." He smiled back at her slightly and wrapped his arm around her and guided her over toward the chair just in case she was still shaken, "Here let's go sit down."

Mari shrugged a little. " Well, I'm alright now," She said and then she laughed again at Robert's next words. " And at least you learned. and I remembered everything I made myself learn. That's something of a miracle considering how weird I get when I'm in enclosed spaces." She said honestly. At his urging, Mari let Robert lead her to the chair and she sat down, looking at the other chair that had appeared, probably to his need. " It seems our studying always leads to interesting things." She said after a moment, trying to ease the slight awkwardness between them.

Hearing Mariska's laugh, Robert started laughing, "I suppose that's one way of looking on the bright side of things." He made a mental note of her claustrophobic tendencies as he led her toward a chair and sat down himself in the chair that appeared with a tired sigh. Hearing her comment he shrugged, "What's life without a little drama I suppose. Though if you think about it this could be considered payback for making me get lost in the maze," he eyed her seriously with a slight clench of his jaw before he sat back and closed his eyes, "Though I didn't do it on purpose."

Mari laughed a bit. " Yes, it is. I always try to at least glean one positive from a negative experience. " She said. She sighed a bit as they sat, but at Robert's words, she sat up a bit more. " Well, that was payback for you...being...well, I don't remember anymore but you quite rightly deserved that." She said, and she looked at him as he sat back and closed his yes. " Oh. I was awfully close to those doors. Maybe I don't think it was an accident after all. Especially since you're calling it payback!" She said, crossing her arms over herself and glaring at him slightly. " And nothing happened to you in the maze, I always knew how to get you out. Unlike here where you had no idea how to reverse what you did to me." She said, her green eyes wide with slight indignation and irritation.

She clapped as Mads got it all right.
"OK...you also got to show me how to backflip." she said. It was awesome!
"'Sooooo noww we learn the rest of the song?"
She played the last of it, and sang.
"It dont matter that your car is fly
And your rims are spinning on the side
And it dont matter where we go tonight
Cause if im with you it'll be alright
Thats cool but im looking for more
Its your love that my heart beats for
Cause thats me dont have to spend a dime
Baby i just want your time'

and then chorus..blah blah blah. Simple enough"

Holding in a breath as Hugo finally stumbled in, Terry gleefully took in his glazed expression. He nudged Evolette subtly from behing the blond, 'HAHA, I think he rather likes this all Evee, mmyeah?'

'We love you toooooo,' he chorused, then chuckled as he squished them both, affectionately ruffling Hugo's hair, 'I wasn't talking about you in school, Woods! Age wise, you're still the youngest, remember?' Three months? REALLY. That actually wasn't too long. NOT that he was letting Hugo know that anytime soon. Mwaha.

EHHHHHH. Terry stilled, then tried to relax, not wanting to ruin the moment. 'Yesh, we did actually, and without kicking or biting each other either, may I JUST add,' Hehe.

Opening the door, Liz looks around.

Even after hearing about it for years, she never expected to see what she saw.

Tables lined up, and chairs, with tons of quills and parchment. Comfy chairs to sit and relax in while reading. Rows of books..."wow!" she whispers.

As Livvy walks in this big.. large.. humongo room, there are tables.. chairs.. and everything. And books. BOOKS! A lot of them! "Eesh. Nerd mania," she muttered, grinning. Hey... she was proud to be a nerd. Livvy walked towards the books, her hands gently touching the words and the covers.

"Okay, you win. This IS Homework Central," Copernicus's voice was a hushed whisper of awe as he wandered down the length of the room, touching things and randomly opening books. "Wow. You think we really could study in here?"

"Absolutely." Liz replies. "And if your ever in need of something, just think it. Like I'd really like to have an olive colored quill."

Looking around, you spot a quill sitting in the middle of the table.

Pointing, "See there is an olive colored quill."

"How about you try it." Liz says with a grin.