"I dunno if your aunt and my grandma should get together. They might form an alliance against children and being nice. And then they would like, magic the whole world squeaky clean...and then the world would explode from cleanliness. And we would all die squeaky clean and unhappy..."

"Wait..WOAH! There were PROFESSORS WHO WERE IN THE MAFIA!?" Eep! shuddup! you're being the crazy loud one now!

"The thing about fire...it's all...glowy..andandandand burny..." Hayley stared into the flames, mesmerized. "Annnd..glowy...and burny..."

As Hayley was rambling on about what would happen if Pietro's aunt and her grandmother met, he heard an older voice thundering a little bit away. When he turned his head, what he saw made him drop his S'more AGAIN. There was a boy that was depantsed in front of everyone who was at the campfire. How embarrassing! Pie felt really bad for that boy. He didn't know him but that didn't really matter. He needed pants and he needed them NOW! "Hayley don't look over there. Some boy just lost his pants. I think they flew off."

"Oh, Garret," Cope croaked in a horrified whisper... or he was choking to death. One of those things. "I'm so sorry. So... so sorry. Can't breathe. Are you going to murder me for that?"

Because it was working. The world was going dark... Oh wait. It was night time.

Robert barely registered the conversation between Mariska and the young claw, his eyes following Cayden and Liz as they walked off and seeing her wrap her arms around herself. He shifted uneasily and had to force his gaze away from them as Mariska spoke to him and he shrugged, "I've been alright. Waiting for school to be over and training to start.." he glanced over at Liz again and then back at Mariska. "How about you?"

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.

Cela finished up the last of her letter writing and headed down to join in the fun at the camp out, she brightened (even moar!) when she saw soooo many of her friends there.

She offered a cheerful wave at Pietro and came to a silent stop behind Garret and Cope.

"Ohhhh Garret! I kneeewwwww that we were friends for a reason!" Celandine took her shoes off and tossed them aside, then planted her freshly- socked foot in front of Garret's face.

You guessed it; Martin Miggs the Mad Muggle.

"I have those same underpants too, 'cept girl ones!"

She plopped herself down on the ground and tucked her socked feet under herself, oblivious to the weird.

"What did I miss?"

Staring intently into the flames, Hayley had become completely oblivious to the world around her "...and burny...and glowy...and glowy...and burny...and war-Wait..what happened!" Pietro had said something about a boy...and pants and lostness...which snapped her out of her stupor and caused her to look around frantically..and then she saw it...the boy with no pants! "Oh dear...that's no good. Whaddya think happened?!" Poor pantsless boy...being pantsless in front of people...Hayley had nightmares about something like that happening. "How do pants fly off?" Now Hayley was an ickle bit scared.

Whoa, whoa WHOA!

Garret sniffed, his nose tickled and he swatted at Cela's foot only to have her remove it in her normal hyper speed before he could. So he ended up swatting his own nose.

He rolled off Cope, who was making weird grunting noises and frankly... well... it was quite worrying. The Hufflepuff had, after all attended Cooper's Boys School, and had been exposed to the strange ways of one Lord (allegedly) Berty Borr. He was not entirely naive when it came to these matters!

He hoisted his trousers up over his hips and kneeled on the ground beside Cela, grinning over at the hiding Daphne before he poked Cope in the side, speaking to Cela as he waited for a response from the bigger boy, "I fink I killed Cope."

He could of made her relax, but their wasnt much need in doing so. They werent going to be stuck together much longer."If your worried that I dont mean it then your wrong. I do mean it." He assured her as he didnt mean to hurt her feelings now. Then he didnt necessarily mind seeing as she had lost her marbles."You did." He agreed with her as she had done it well enough for Mari, which in turn was well enough for him. The whole time she talked cayden was focused on her, not minding anyone else around. He chuckled at Liz's comment as he waited till she had finished.

" First of all you dont have to worry about it any longer.We will always have disagreements seeing as he isnt found of Mari. I dont really care if he hates me or not I just want him to keep his thoughts to himself and not say anything insulting. Other then that we can get along fine seeing as you both are friends. We can both agree that we can put it aside for the time being when all four of us are in the same room. You are right." He agreed with her as she was talking about packaged deals." That is another reason why you shouldnt worry. He really should thank you and Mari. If it wasnt for either one you he wouldnt be sitting over there." This he was already positive." We will both behave for the sake of yourself and Mari. I think we both can do it a few times that is required." He paused for a second as he added," Besides I dont understand his logic behind hating me. Why should he care when he found what he was looking for in you. He should be over it and grateful for you. Thats just my logic. Even if it is strange." That was just him though. Who knew how other people thought.

He Listened to her as she reminded him that it didnt change what happened." I know it doesnt. If I knew now what I knew then..things would be different. I dont have anything worth saying to justify it so their isnt any point in saying anything. I know I hurt her. I know it too well." he didnt like to think about it really. He had pretty much tried his best to zone that day out."But at the same time I am grateful it. It showed me how much I love her. As twisted as it sounds." He could sense she was really starting to get uncomfortable." I hope you arent this way in the future. I wont keep you much longer.I would offer you my jacket, but i dont think he would care for it. It is yours to borrow if you want." He gave her a smile as he was going to finish." Thank you for taking care of her. You dont know what it means to me. Let alone i still dont understand why you defended me that day. I appreciate it. You know that Mari loves you which means you'll be protected. We will both protect you, both of you. Who ever you choose. If you need something you should let us know." he told her as he wanted her to know that they were both their for them. Even if she did choose Robert. She was right about the packaged deal." If you like you can go back to him. Just hoping we could be friends sometime down the future."

It was dark already, on account of it being night and all so the blanket was merely an added bonus for a one Daphne Hopton who was busy trying to convince herself she could Obliviate herself and survive. She gave up on that idea at the sound of Celandine's voice.

"Ceeeelaaaa," she cried out weakly from underneath the blankets, wiggling slightly inside. "Ceeelaaa! I...I...have to talk to youuu!"

So said the lumpy blanket.

"You definitely DID kill Cope," said Ravenclaw boy groaned, rolling slightly sideways to give Cela an appreciative little smile. She saved his LIFE by showing up and distracting Garret from the whole 'smoosh Cope to death' plan of action. But did she have to talk about... underwear stuff... in front of people? In front of COPE? Eek.

He blushed and rolled back on his stomach to hide his embarrassment. "Hey, Cel. We were just discussing chocolate frogs and beans." And killing each other.

Cel knelt down next to Garret and wrapped her arms about him in a side hug, then peered at Copernicus.

"Aww why? I like him."

Launch!

Cela threw herself on the blankets and gave Daphne an upside down hug, ignoring her dress flying up mid-launch in favour of attempting to uncover Daphne. Cel found Daph's feet first.

"Sure, what about? Arms, Daphne?" Teeeeheeeeeeee.

Cela tipped her head to one side, resting it on Daphne's knee. "Bertie Bott's beans? I like coconut best today." She lifted her hand up and offered a little wave and a smile.

"You're okay right? Bounce back? For me?"

Breathing out a sigh of relief when Cope responded positively, at least he recovered faster than Neo had when he and Heath had jumped on his back during that snowball fight in his first year. But then again, Masterson was ancient and Cope wasn't very old. He was just at that cool age.

"I don't like coconut," Garret supplied, grabbing at Daphne's foot which peeked out from under her blanket, "but I had a sawdust flavoured bean today, it was... weird."

He made faces with accompanying lip smacking sounds to emphasise the weirdness of sawdust flavoured beans.

At the mention of beans, Daphne had to groan underneath the blanket. Not this again! She. Would. Not. Laugh. AT COPERNICUS KETTLEBURN!

Except, she couldn't help it and began to giggle. "Hey. Hey, Celly Baby!" she called out wheezily. "If you were a bean, what flavor would you be?"

HA. HA. HA. *choke*

PUNISHMENT. FOR MAKING FUN OF COPE?! Squealing, Daphne wriggled in Cela's embrace, hoping she didn't want to find her giggle button as well. "No. Celly! I don't have one!" she blurted out before she could attack her giggle button. And giggled. "Oh..No, Not arms!"

She wiggled her toes inside her shoe. "More like...well, arms too yes, of course but...." then she paused and patted Cela's head. "Kissing."

ACK! FOOT ASSAULT. As if to prevent any tickling, yet again, she wheezed. "I don't have a giggle button!"

FYI. EFF. WHY. AI.

"Yup, this is me... bouncing back," he groaned and rolled over, now laying flat out on his back. Hey, this was a very good start. No more death and dying stuff. Cope made sure to tilt his head to watch Cela. Cela watching was his new favorite hobby.

"And better yet, what would you say Daphne's flavor of bean is? This is important. Really important. Oh eek. Why was Daphne talking about kissing?

"Sawdust!" Cela laughed at that, "The worst I ever had was rancid meat." She gave Metal-Mouth a friendly little shove and scooted and wriggled so that she was right next to Daphne.

"I'd be.... Crème brûlée." Cela decided and gave the blanket a tug while she shifted herself to share it with Daphne.

"Oh excellent. I like arms and kissing. What about them?"

Hmm?

Cela looked back over at Cope and beamed at him, then answered without hesitation. "Daphne is honey-roasted-almond."

Cy's brown eyes widened as Cam used Santa and Nurse Avalon in the same sentence. Looking behind himself, his eyes settled on the school nurse. Her? Santa? Well, it was an odd theory but something about Cam gave off a genius vibe. Cyrus better go with it.

"Woah, mate. How in the blazes does she hide it? I'd reckon Santa were a big bloke..." If he were real.... Cy didn't believe in Santa. Teal. Was. Evil.

Looking back to the other girl, Cy grinned wryly. "He's a crazy one, yeah? That Santa Claus." He threw a discreet wink and looked to Cam for a split second.

Anyways, introductions, yes? "You can call my Cy, by the way. Or Lord Andrus. Eitha' will do." He ended on the note of a fervent nod.

The first year's eyes then gazed over to the direction of the fire that was being built. "I can't wait for S'MORES!" Did they know what he was talking about? Perhaps not.

There it was again. The weird, what flavour would you be conversation. Garret had escaped it earlier but it seemed as if Copernicus was determined to have him think about what Daphne's flavour would be. He wondered what asylum Cope had escaped from to be this sick in the head.

"Mmmph..." he mumbled, his ears turning a bright red not just from the conversation... but also... because Daphne was going and about kissing again. Why did she do that?!

That Copernicus Kettleburn...she might just start up that alliance again if he kept this funnies up. She giggled at his insistence for the bean talk. Daphne never pegged him as a jelly bean fellow.

Wiggling, she cuddled up to Celandine, resting her head near her shoulder. "I've been meaning to tell you," she began in a grave whisper, the corner of her lips dropping at having to recall that horrid memory. "But my chaste lips--well, they were but they are no longer. See, I was in the loo..." she paused wondering if she had to explain every single little thing. Probably not. "Well, I was in the loo and Garret and Varius were being downright horrid! And then...Varius kissed me!"

GASP!

What was with Livvy and her scaring people antics?! She had basically taken his hand and scared a poor Ravenclaw culprit, but he didn't understand it all really. The 2nd year just gave the girl a reaaaaaaal confusing look, and opened his mouth to say something.

"The world's ENDING and you go for FUN?!" he paused, "I suggest we all pack up and go to Mars--sooon, 'cause you'd see hobo zombies in the next few days." He nodded and started plotting stuff in his head, wondering what to bring to Mars. Hmm? Chocolate of course, and then clothes, and then my toys and then my, my, myyyyy--MOARRR chocolates of course!

Soon realizing Livvy had still been talking to him, he zoned back in and stared. Just... stared. Ask? For? Cookies?? THIS GIRL DIDN'T KNOOOOW SANTA AT ALL, DID SHE? How daaaaaare she. Cam, for one, was an expert on Santa, known in the muggle world for creating essays and biographies on the man named Santa Claus.

...though his friends did give him the looks at times when he gave lectures about Santa. He didn't know why.

"Cooookies? Livvy, I can't just go ask for cookies from the Santa Claus. That's just WROONG. You don't ask Santa for ... COOKIES. You give HIM the cookies. It's... obvious."

And she'd patted him on the shoulder. Oh. OH. He slapped her on the back, thinking it was an offense. It didn't really look like he smacked on the back really, looked more like just a pat. A pat. A pat-slap. Slap-pat. Whatever.


Going back to Cy, he gave glances at Nurse Avalon again. "Well ya see, mate, he's got magic--maybe mixed in with a beautifying potion probably," he wasn't calling her pretty--though the nurse was--but... yup.

"Very... crazy... yes. Sure."

S'mores? Hm? Thinking it was the boy's accent that had caused him to say it like that, he asked, "S'mores? S'more what?" He'd been looking at the fire. More fire? What, was the kid a pyromaniac?

Mari sighed as Robert remained tense and nervous; Really he had nothing to worry about. Not like he could hear the conversation anyway. " You know, being overprotective isn't going to make her come back quicker." She said with a small smile, trying to ease the slight tension. " Training?" She asked, wondering if that vague statement meant he was going into Quidditch. " Um, just waiting for school to be over too, really." She said, not wanting to go into anything just then. It really wasn't something she liked to discuss, the past year. She looked around and smiled. " It's kind of nice, being outside with everyone. Too much studying," She said, obviously not her usual eloquent self.

Robert looked at Mariska and then back at Liz, with a sigh he conceded and leaned back to lie down on Liz's sleeping bag with his hands behind his head propping it up. "Yeah, I'm to be the new face of Puddlemere United. Chasing no less." He looked at Mariska and grinned, "Decided I wasn't too fond of Bludgers anymore." Leaning back he looked up at the sky and nodded, "Yeah it is." He inhaled deeply and stopped himself from looking back toward Liz, instead closing his eyes and hoping she'd come back sooner rather than later.

"I guess that's true." he whispered back, smiling lovingly at the way she was playing with Neko. The two would definitely get along, just like he had anticipated after Rachel threatened him the last time about wanting to meet his little kitty. He also knew that Neko loved the attention Rachel was bestowing on her and that she was also coming to be quite fond of the girl herself.

Reid looked into her eyes, watching her every expression, almost chuckling when he noticed she was having a hard time not turning into goo. Not that he'd mind if she did, after all it would only show just how much he affected her. Then again he really liked talking to Rachel about things so maybe her turning into goo wouldn't be a good thing.

Reid did chuckle when he saw her confused expression as she frantically looked for him. He was about to gently tug on her hand when she noticed that he was lying on the ground next to her. "You know I would never just leave you alone like that. There may be times when I leave you alone but I'll always tell you first." he informed her while looking at their entwined hands. He was ecstatic that she hadn't pulled away, that she had in fact lay down next to him.

Reid gently ran his thumb over her tiny hand as he listened to her speak, focusing on their hands instead of how close they actually were. If he focused on that he didn't know what he'd do and he didn't want to push or pressure Rachel.

"I'd love it if you came with me. It would be fun. However I'll be working almost constantly but I do get breaks during the day which I could spend with you and we don't always work. You'd obviously have to ok it with your Uncle but otherwise you're quite welcome to come. I know that my friends would love to meet you." Reid replied, his thoughts unknowingly mirroring Rachel's.

Reid looked up when Neko heard someone approaching, eyes searching for the culprit and unfortunately breaking the eye contact he had developed with Rachel. Seeing no-one he relaxed again and turned to smile at his Rachel when suddenly someone was looming over them and screaming.

Reid shot to his feet his hand automatically going to his wand holster and drawing his wand from it. Whoever had just interrupted his time with Rachel, the time where he was maybe just about to ask her out, was so dead it wasn't funny. However he made sure his expression didn't betray any of that, his eyes however may have just given an outsider and inkling into his thoughts. "Who are you?" Reid asked the girl in a pleasant tone which was completely put on.

Reid's attention refocused on Rachel when he noticed the way in which she said the girls name. So obviously they knew each other, but Rachel didn't sound happy to see the girl. Then again he wasn't happy to see her either.

He almost, almost, smirked when he saw Rachel reaching for her wand, but ended up pouting instead when he realised that when they both got up they'd let go of each others hands. His expression soon turned neutral however as he didn't want to see the girl who's name he now knew was, Livvy or something, see him pouting.

Reid silently observed the other girl who seemed to be focusing all of her attention on Rachel, Rachel who she had just seemingly noticed was looking for her wand. He kind of felt sorry for the girl, except she'd interrupted his time with Rachel, so he couldn't find it in his heart to care. Although Rachel might get in trouble if she cursed the other girl.

While Reid was pondering that the other girl had grabbed hold of his Rachel's hands. How could she? Didn't she know that he wanted to hold Rachel's hands? The world was just so unjust these days that it wasn't fair.

Ahh now the girl's attention was on him. Smirking evilly he brandished his wand slightly. "I think you know quite well that you interrupted something. After all you jumped out at us and yelled boo. Which would mean that you had seen both of us and the position we were in."

Reid nearly began laughing when he saw her tiptoe backwards. He wouldn't really harm the girl as he was sure Rachel wouldn't appreciate him hexing one of her friends. Not in the long run at least.

Neko hissed at the newcomer from where she had been put down. She'd been getting ready for a nap on Rachel's chest when the girl had so rudely interrupted their quiet time. She didn't like this one at all. Interrupting her master when he was just about to ask the all important question. And on top of that making the lovely Rachel put her on the ground where it wasn't warm at all.

Studying the conflicting emotions that kept flitting across Wesley's face, Jake released a couple more crazy twitches before the girl started talking again.

"Nothin'," Jake shrugged by means of response, before realising he may as well just say it. He gave Wesley a wry smile and started to explain, holding back the probably alarming looking twitches.

"I got sent to the hospital," he started, shifting his weight to his other foot. "'Cause I kept acting real crazy. I was there for just over a week and among other stuff, they found out I was allergic to sugar or something to do with it... I would react extremely hyperish and then get really ill later on... so they gave me this potion, they said it would help get rid of the energy gradually if I accidentally had sugar... but I suppose some things don't go according to plan," Jake smiled, shifting his weight again to disguise another twitch. "I used to twitch alot, but these are more annoying... meh."

He'd get used to it again.

Livvy smiled at the little cuuuuutte boy as he threw a few smiles and glances here and there. Crazy? I think he was just underestimating Cam's sanity. It was more like MANIACAL INSANE! But she decided to keep her mouth shut. She'd just be asking for more poking wars from Cam.

Smirking slightly at Cy and in her head she was thinking, Lord Andrus? Me call you that? In your dreams, sweetie. "Pleased to meet you Cy. I'm Livvy," she said, grinning cheerfully.

Boy were they both spazzes. One moment Cy was introducing himself to her... the next moment he was talking about S'mores! "S'mores? What is that, Cy? Are they some British or American muggle thing of some sort?" she asked curiously. S'mores... what funny word. Livvy couldn't imagine what a S'more was... and she was brought up in the Muggle world, assuming that S'mores belonged in the Muggle world. It should be... she hadn't heard of S'mores before ever in her life.

Livvy turned her attention back to Cam. Ah. Crazy, maniacal, delusional Cam.

She raised an eyebrow at him. Hobo zombies. "Is that your theory of an Apocalypse? That the world will be taken over by Hobo Zombies, out to kill us all?" Livvy asked. What in the world was this kid talking about? He needed to see a doctor.... or something... or maybe stick him in a room with Professor Kazimeriz and see who suffocates first... that should be fun.

Alright. No more bringing up Santa Clause with this kid. Period.

The Ravenclaw just stared at the boy as he told her that you were supposed to give Santa cookies. "Well how am I supposed to know, Cam? There was no Santa Clause where I live, hun. Santa Clause just didn't exist in our household... hun."

"Then go ask Nurse Avalon for cookies or Masterson for some." Livvy sure wanted to get some cookies herself and shove them down that little boy's throat. He didn't used to be this annoying last term.... did he? She couldn't remember. They had only met up about three times, all very short meetings.

Whuuuuutt?! Did... did he just slap her?

"Did... did you just slap me?" she asked, incredulously. What did she ever do to him? Livvy was gonna slap him on the back, right back.. but decided it'd be un-Ravenclaw of her. It's what a Slytherin Cam would do.

Oh right. The lovebirds. Heh heh.... yeah... she was gonna die today. If it wasn't by those two... it'd be by the cat on the ground that was practically hissing at her. Well wasn't she on the 'most favorite people' list? Everyone wanted a piece of her.... to chew on and destroy.

Livvy glanced over at the boy, raising an eyebrow, curiously. "Well... I'm Livvy," she said, not even bothering to ask the boy for his name. She didn't even know why she told him who she was. Not like he would care. Although his tone was pleasant, his eyes shone with fury. Geez. Touchy much?

People should know by now that they were setting themselves up to be interrupted and disturbed when they're sitting around on a social camp-out with hyper children. If they wanted to discuss private matters... why not discuss it in a private place? Was Livvy ever going to understand the minds of teenagers? Even though she's one, herself.

And out of the corner of her eye... what in Merlin's beard? Was that boy pouting? A smirk tugged on the bottom of her lips as he attempted to make his face neutral... but too late. Nothing escaped the ever so watchful eyes of Olivia Zhang.

Position? Livvy looked at the boy, confused. "I'm sorry? Position? What position were you in, exactly? I just saw you two talking," she said, scratching her head. She knew that she had interrupted something? Did she? Livvy was surprised to see Rachel with a boy... but she had just assumed that the boy was a friend. Guess not.

Livvy glanced over at Rachel, curious at how come she hadn't told her about this boy. Obviously they had grown distant but she assumed they had been the best of friends. Guess they actually weren't. Best friends told each other everything, right?

Obviously by how they glanced at each other every now and then with this lingering and longing look, which Livvy couldn't quite decipher, but could only assume it was a look of lust. And with the pouty faces and blushing faces... it all pointed in that direction. Livvy had always been rather stupid in that... uhm... subject. Excelling in everything... except for.. that. And she didn't plan on it, either. Not that anyone would like her. Livvy was just Livvy. Poked by little boys... hated by her best friend and her boyfriend, along with their cat... yes... Livvy was just... Livvy. So normal and plain. She might as well just crawl in a hole right about now.

"S'mores are food. It's melted marshmallows and chocolate placed in between two biscuits." Reid said, forgetting that he was put out by the interruption after noticing how beautiful Rachel looked when she was angry. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Reid," he slid his wand back into the holster before turning his attention back to the kitty.

Bending down Reid picked Neko up and began to rub behind her ears, gently cooing at her to relax her. "I'm sorry about Neko, it's just that when you decided to interrupt us she was just going to sleep and your screaming woke her up completely. That plus it lost her Rachel's attention." he said, smiling politely at Livvy. He decided that since she was obviously Rachel's friend he would try his best to get along with her. For now at least.

Wow was this girl dense. Had she not noticed how close together they were sitting? Sure this was a public place to socialise but she could have interrupted, since she obviously just had to interrupt them, in a much better way that wouldn't have ended up with Reid nearly going deaf because of Rachel's and her screams. "Yes we were talking, but didn't you notice that we were sitting like really close to each other, at a distance that would tell most people that a private conversation of some kind was going on?"