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As you enter the Muggle Studies classroom, you'll note that the only desk in the room is Moxley's. Yes, the muggle studies maven seems to have done a little redecorating. Many antique looking sofas, recliners, and cozy arm chairs have been scattered haphazardly around the room, all with a good view of the brunette who is perched atop her desk, legs swinging happily as she awaits her students arrivals. She's wearing a cheerful blue smiley face sticker on her shirt, a reminder that the new rules still stand. Hopefully everyone has familiarized themselves with the routine by now.
So come on in and find a place to sit! Class will be starting shortly!
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See all those kids dying in the hot lava was a result of their lack of ninja training. Maybe Bentley would have to seriously open up a ninja class or something because this was disastrous.
Anyways. He had just jumped on a green cushion so noooow it was time for a red one! And of course he'd jump on a blue then yellow and that would take him three quarters of the way. Everything would be perfectly co-ordinated.
Maybe he could even be super stylish and wave to Rooney while he jumped. That was quite risky if you thought about it, since there was hot lava on the ground and all.
It was a variation of it, yes. And a voice that he knew, of course. Turning his head, Roo caught sight of Bentley and went to wave before he realised what situation this was. He jumped straight into action, diving two cushions back and reaching for the first year. He was still a little too far away, but...he was trying. He was stretching. Stretching his fingers, his arms and every single thing he possibly could in hope that the Gryffindor would take it.
ACTUALLY...
No.
He took his hand back and held it in the air. If Bentley tugged just slightly too hard on his hand, Rooney would be right in the rubbish. Right in the lava. "SORRY BEN!" He shouted, before hopping back along as few more pillows, balancing evenly and distributing himself into leaps, lunges and maybe a little roll when he finally crossed at the other end of the classroom.
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Sophie was giggling to herself while watching all the craziness the room was in. People were singing their favorite songs and complimenting Professor. Others were almost towards the back of the room! Now, Sophie didn't think of this as a race per say, but she didn't want everyone to be waiting on her either!
Looking around she tried to best judge her path. She shuffled herself around on her pillow to get within jumping distance of the couch. YES! So close! She made it. Where to next?
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Dot was prepping to jump on toward the next cushion in her endless track to the far side of the room when a small Slytherin body fell in front of her eyes. Into the lava. GOODBYE, OLLY. GOODBYE, SMALL HUMAN. "Olly, nooooooooo! This life is so cruel and you were so young."
Dramatic death scene, okay? Why not?
And now she was going to focus on that cushion. Dot leapt across the space, a perfect jeté, if she did say so herself, although she slipped sideways when she landed and fell face first onto another pillow. Oh, look! Dot was a lava bridge! Now, how did she get up?
Olly whirled around when he heard his name. Where was that dramatic exclamation coming from? Oh, Dot. That was not surprising. Almost immediately afterward she fell, not into the lava but onto another cushion. It looked so funny that Oliver could not stop himself from laughing.
With her, not at her, of course.
Right, he needed another index card. Oliver picked up the one nearest to him and read 'Give Moxley a compliment.' Well that was easy enough. He looked up, eyes searching out the professor at the front of the room. "You have a bright smile professor!" And onto a cushion he went.
There wasn't another one near enough for him to jump to. But, did he really need to jump. Oliver twisted his body back and forth, enough so the cushion moved underneath him. He couldn't move very far at a time, but he was able to scoot his way forward. Man, why hadn't he thought of that earlier?
She was half way towards the finish line. No more messed up this time, Candice! Because if she messed up again she might get that stupid do over index cards.
Moving around the cushions were easier than the furniture because she only need to make a step or a bigger steps. But her luck was over. She was running out of cushions on her path. Only furniture till the finish line. She could do this. Those were just a regular boring furniture. As long as she didn't end up in the lava again, she was good. And she was off to the couch. Then jump over to an armchair. After that she stepped into a chair. But she jumped to soon and she ended up in the lava once again.
DARN IT!
She grabbed a card and this time it said.
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Do ten jumping jacks before returning to your cushion!
Jumping jacks? She could totally do that!
Candice stood with her feet together and her hands down by her side. She started to jump her feet out to the side and raise her arms above her head. She immediately reverse that motion by jumping back to the starting position. She repeat that motions for ten times.
Now she's good to go, right?
The Gryffindor returned to the chair and then jumped towards the pink cushion before she jumped again to the white one. The the black one.
AND FINISH!
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BEST. LESSON. EVER!
HE CALLED IT! HE SO CALLED IT!
And Moxley had REMINDED everyone that he had called it!
Wasn't he SMART?!
The boy would have been shaking the person next to him and bragging telling them whether they had heard what Moxley had said but, instead, he was just staring at the scene in front of him in awe. Cushions? Sofas? People? YEAH, he was going to ROCK this activity.
So, rolling up his sleeves, Phillip took a couple of steps backwards, ran forward and JUMPED onto the nearest pillow. There was a bit of wobbling going on but that wasn't about to damper the Slytherin's spirits. Instead, he spent a bit of time trying to find his balance and not fall into the LAVA.
(whether it was magic!lava or they just had to pretend that it was there, Phillip was going to pretend it was REAL lava, okay?)
Once he was balanced and ready, the first year looked up and out towards the back of the classroom. He had to make his way there without using only the cushions and sofas and other people in, preferably, the quickest way possible. See, this was all about strategy. Go the wrong way and he'd be spending far too long just going away from the target. But the right way meant having to jump long distances, which his small legs couldn't take.
Rooney was too cute, did he know? Beaming, Soph returned the thumbs-up, then stopped in her people-watching to SPRING INTO ACTION. LITERALLY.
The more she hesitated, the more she risked being in another collision. AND THOSE WERE HAPPENING LEFT AND RIGHT. So... best to just keep going. and so she DID.
Her planned path already set firmly in her brain, Soph took a giant leap toward her first cushion, landed gracefully - well, MOSTLY gracefully because the cushion threatened to shoot out from under her at first, but she recovered well, her arms extended out to her sides to steady herself - then made a quick leap to the next one, then ended up shooting up onto an armchair just as another student left it.
ALMOST TO THE BACK OF THE ROOM. SO CLOSE. EXCEPT NOT. SHE WAS ONLY HALFWAY THERE. BUT IT FELT CLOSE.
But here she had a problem because... there wasn't an easy direct path straight to the back of the room. She was going to have to go over a bit sideways, then follow a path over THERE to get to the back wall, moving a little diagonally, but it should have been easy to do, so Soph dismounted the armchair and landed on a cushion, then ALMOST STARTED TO JUMP ONTO ANOTHER ONE when someone ELSE landed on the cushion she was going to jump onto. Merlin. Kids these days.
She was just gonna follow this kid and see where they ended up and probably learn from their mistakes. Totally strategic.
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Paulina had been pretty confident in her jump, but that didn't mean that it had to be successful - or rather, it had been at first.
Landing on the edge of the cushion, she stumbled backwards and into the hot lava. Okay, she was dead. Not really, but she had to pick up an index card and there was a chance she would have to start over from the beginning of the course. Thank Merlin she had been on her third cushion because Paulina wasn't sure how she'd have dealt with being one away from the finish line.
Picking up the card closest to where she had landed, Paulina read the instructions: 10 jumping jacks before returning to her cushion.
All right then... At least that was simple and didn't involve singing because she wasn't in the mood to belt out a tune in the middle of class; she didn't think she would ever be. Only the plants got to hear her sing because they were special.
Norah picked up the card near her foot and read it, still a little disappointed with her failure. Maybe it was just because she was tired. Yeah! That was a good excuse. She just wasn't on top of her game today. She was still a champion. Oh yeah.
She smiled at the writing as her hand scanned the card before bending down to put the card back where she'd found it and then turning to find Professor Moxley. She could just yell the compliment at her, right? She'd already made it kinda far at this point, and her card hadn't said that she needed to go all the way back again. "HEY! PROFESSOR! YOUR SMILE LIGHTS UP THE ENTIRE CASTLE." Heh. That was a good one. She'd have to remember it.
With that task finished, Norah turned to face her destination once more. Alright. Game time AGAIN.
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Scoot, scoot.
Olly was wiggling his was across the classroom, both of his feet firmly planted on the cushion. It was not cheating, it was using his resources to his advantage. That was what they were supposed to do, wasn't it? As long as he made it back to the front of the room, it didn't matter how he did it.
Scooting on a cushion took a lot longer than jumping from couch to couch, or cushion to cushion. But it was a lot safer. There was literally no possibility of falling into the lava if his feet never even left the cushion. As he approached the front of the room, there were several cushions in a row. So he left the one he'd been using and jumped. Once, twice, three times, and then he was at the front of the room again. Yay! He'd made it! Olly turned around to cheer for those who were still making their way through the lava.
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You know what? He was just going to have to go in a zigzag formation. There was no other way to reach the other end quickly enough without doing that.
So, off he went, jumping from cushion to cushion, trying to avoid the lava at any cost. See, this was a life or death matter if he pretended hard enough and, as curious as he was, he didn't even want to think about what could be on those cards. People were doing weird things, you know? Like singing weird songs and dancing and, he didn't know about anyone else, but he wasn't about to make a fool of himself. NO SIREE.
The sounds weren't helping him concentrate on what he was doing because, sure enough, he was distracted by other people's voices and whatever it was THEY were doing. Furrowing his eyebrows, he JUMPED.......... and landed onto the nearest sofa. This landing was MUCH better than some of the others because of the wider surface and, you know, Phillip was actually PROUD of himself.
That is, until he saw how far away some of the other cushions and even armchairs were.
Watching the kid go, Soph noted that he made it look easy. EASY. She could totally do that, then, yeah? She was small and bouncy and tiny and had good balance and was graceful and could LEAP THROUGH THE AIR LIKE A BALLERINA. LIKE DOT.
So she leaped, bouncing from her cushion to the next, then as she went to leap to the next one quite a distance away... the cushion under her slipped out from under her foot at the shifting of the weight, and down she went.
"This game cheats." FYI. If anyone wanted to know.
She was okay, though, and snatched up an index card to read... that she had to do ten jumping jacks? SIGH. Rising to her feet, Soph did just that, her socked feet making soft thumps as she went - and she didn't bother to count aloud, thank you - but she carried out her task in full before stepping back onto her cushion that had BETRAYED HER.
More carefully this time, Soph hopped without failure to her next cushion sideways, then to one diagonally, then started on a fairly straight-forward stretch toward the wall, landing upon another piece of furniture before stopping briefly to plan her course again. SHE WAS SO CLOSE.
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And he was off the couch and managed to slip down onto a waiting blue cushion that had landed nearby when it had originally fallen from the ceiling. Good news for him. Benny was still away from the lava and as long as he remained relatively steady he'd be okay. He hoped anyway. He was trying not to rush too much, even though there were a few students already looking like they were done and at the back of the room when he chanced a look in that direction.
To move back in the right direction and not further to the side, Benny aimed for another cushion that was diagonally away. It was still close so hopefully it didn't move when he was on it. One...two...three...move. The Gryffindor was now on a yellow cushion, one that was relatively in place. However the next move had to be onto a chair as the next row of furniture had appeared before him.
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People were falling right and left. Brooklyn was still determined not to join them in doing all the silly things. Even the jumping jacks were silly to her, although she had to admit that if she had fallen, she would have preferred getting that over the singing or complimenting. What was with all the singing being required around school this term anyway? It was kind of annoying, and weird, and she didn’t want to do it. She’d rather stick with what she knew, which was ballet and violin. Not singing, or any of the other stupid rules that had suddenly appeared when the term began. Silly rules weren’t going to make her forget the spiders, or make her forget the spiders making her sick.
Back to the task, though. Getting from her chair to that cushion behind it and from there to the back of the room and success. The only problem was that she couldn’t exactly jump over the back of the chair and still get the distance needed to reach the cushion. At least, it was a problem until she went back to watching the others’ progress. Some of them had tipped over the chairs, and that gave her an idea. Leaning against the upright back, she pushed her entire weight against it until it started to fall and then she scrambled up to stand sort of on the tilting back as it fell toward the cushion. Ha. Perfect. All she had to do then was walk over to the cushion, and then a short jump to the back of the classroom where she moved to stand by Hady. Now all she had to do was wait until everyone else finished, or for Professor Moxley to say the lesson was over.
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How was he meant to go past this point NOW?!
Phillip was lost for what to do. On the one hand, he could go back and find another route but something inside of him -- determination? motivation? EGO?! -- didn't want to have to go BACKWARDS because that was counter-productive. He needed to go FORWARDS, towards the back of the classroom and going backwards was just going to waste even more time that he just didn't have.
See, even Olly, who had been scooting on a cushion, had made it to the finish line. Merlin, why didn't he think of that?!
The only option left was to go forwards and to, you know, risk falling into the lava. The first year tried to mentally measure that distance. Nope, too far. And if he was jumping, then the one thing blocking his path was, well, the back edge of the sofa he was standing on. This then brought up yet another idea that could, well, cause him to break his neck if he was going to be dramatic enough. Nope, can't do it. Won't do it. Couldn't make him.
............... But he couldn't give up either.
MER-LIN. Biting his lip, Phillip tried to carefully stand up on the back of the sofa. Was he wobbling? Yes? Was he scared? Yes, but no one's meant to know that, even if they could probably see it on his face. He couldn't help it, this was a LOT worse than standing up on someone's shoulders and trying to grab some candy. At least there was candy involved in THAT.
And in this case, the wobbling wasn't stopping. His eyes widened as he stood up on the back of the sofa, even letting out a small whimper. You know what? There was nothing left for it. He was just going to have to jump as quickly as possible before the whole sofa fell over from the sudden weight of a first year.
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Not wanting to make the same mistake again, Paulina decided to alter her route a little. Instead of completing the course as she had originally planned, she was going to go on a diagonal slightly towards the right. This cushion was slightly closer and would give her access to first an armchair, and then a sofa.
Bending at the knees, Paulina launched herself into the air and landed on the next cushion. That had been a much better landing than her last one and she wondered why she hadn't taken this route in the first place. No matter, he needed to get back to the center because sticking to the right wouldn't do her any good when the whole point of the game was to get to the opposite side of the room from where she had started.
With another jump, she landed on the armchair. This landing a was a little too close to the edge of the seat for her comfort; Paulina teetered for a moment before finding her balance. Phew, that had been close. Smiling at the fact that she had made it, she made her way over to the arm on the side closer to the center of the room (as luck would have it that was also the side where the sofa was located).
Holding her arms out to the side for balance, Paulina did more teetering as she positioned herself on the armrest. When she felt she was as ready as she would ever be, she launched herself towards the sofa.
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See, he just KNEW this was going to be an epic class. Hot lava! They were actually gonna be playing hot lava! He remembered playing that game with Mari at the playground closer to the start of the year. That had been brilliant fun and NOW they got to do it for class? This was the best way to learn and why he would never skip Muggle Studies EVER.
In all his excitement--or maybe it was in spite of it--Blaise looked to his inmate. "We'll never survive the cushions. They won't hold us both. Our only chance is the desks." They were all still basically in neat rows. Couldn't be too hard once they worked it right. Which meant Blaise was in charge because Four Eyes didn't LOOK athletic and there was no way they'd risk the lava.
The boy tugged him over to the first desk and climbed on then scooted to the chair in order to give the other boy a chance to climb onto the desk as well.
"Come on then. Can't be sleeping on an adventure."
They were playing Hot Lava as a class?! Of course Davie knew this game --- who didn't --- but he didn't know HOW he was going to play this game while being handcuffed to another boy! Ay yi yi! He was startled as Blaise decided they would take the desks around the room, but privately agreed that this would be the best method.
Climbing onto the proffered chair, Davie scrambled onto the desk behind Blaise and gave him a nod. Lead on, Gryffindor!
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Scanning around she didn't see anything close enough to jump on. So the only thing she could think to do was to toss these cushions on the couch overboard and make a path off.
Cinna picked up a cushion and tossed it off into the lava river then the other one and tossed it farther out from the first. Now all she had to do was jump from couch to cushion to cushion. After that she could just go from there.
Leaping from the couch to the cushion all froggy like. She made sure she was balanced well enough to jump to the other cushion. Then jumped to the other. Oh firstie down! She seen (Ollie) land in the lava. Oh no.
She looked around for her next move. Only seeing Dot caught between two cushions. Tilting her head slightly at the younger girl. Now was her time to save the girl, yeah? "Hang on I'm coming?" As she hopped on the cushion closest to the Slytherin. She had not idea how to keep Dottie bridge from falling down but she would figure out something.
So there was help, in the form of Cinna, although Dot wasn't sure if she shouldn't just save them both a lot of trouble and roll off her cushions into the lava. She'd have to do one of those cards, sure, but it was better than staying face-planted in a pillow. Or potentially knocking over Cinna in the process.
Still, she let the older girl stop offer to help, and Dot rolled her head to look at her. "I'm going to try to wiggle the back pillow closer, and maybe I can stand up. Will you push on it as it gets closer?"
It took some serious effort, but Dot hoped and wiggled the back cushion until she was able to shove up on her hands and get back into a standing position. Well, that was awkward and embarrassing - Dot reenacting a wiggleworm. She burned in embarrassment a bit as she hopped to another cushion.
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She wasn't going to make it.
ABORT! ABORT! ABORT!
Flailing her arms, Paulina got ready to fall in the abyss... but miraculously, she managed to land on the sofa...before falling off the edge and landing on her butt. So much for this new route working out for her, but at least she was further along than she had been earlier.
Shrugging it off, Paulina got back to her feet and grabbed the nearest card to see what it had to say.
So she needed to compliment Professor Moxley. This should be pretty easy. You are the best Head of House anyone could ask for!" she called out as she gave the Professor a big smile. It was true because the woman was nice high fives aside; she just couldn't get too comfortable with that no matter how much she liked the woman. Same with hugs; Paulina wasn't big on hugging.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
What? The scream was needed, okay?
And................ OOMPH! Down onto the cushion. PHEW! At least he'd landed on his feet and not--
Uh oh.
While the boy had landed square down onto his feet, a pain shot through his leg and, before he knew it, his legs gave way and the floor was coming up to meet him. Uh, NO, OKAY?! No. That was NOT what was meant to happen. He was meant to jump and hop and maybe even FLY if he had to, to get to the other side of the class, not jump and buckle and FALL TO MEET THE LAVA!FLOOR.
Grumble.
Fine. FINE. He would do whatever it is that the card near him told him to do. So, crawling up onto his knees, the boy sat down cross-legged and picked up the card on the cushion that he had fallen from.
'Have a ten second dance party'
..........................................
No. No way. Never in a million billion years. He didn't DANCE. He could play air guitar and air drums, sure, but DANCING?! Phillip started fidgeting uncomfortably as he looked around. Was anyone looking? Because if no one was looking, he would be MORE than happy to wiggle his hips but-- Oh Merlin, there were a lot of people at the finish line already. And they could see EVERYTHING.
Sigh.
Dancing, it was. He. Was. Dancing. Phillip Romalotti. DANCING.
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She'd managed to make it about three quarters of the way across the room, and once again, Dot's way was blocked by a lack of pillows allowing forward progress. She could go back and over. She could jump and hope. She could ask for help again. The first option was her best bet, considering the second was most likely to get her drowning in lava (fake??? lava) and the last depended on people who were already done.
So Dot went back. And over. She hopped over and back and over and over and finally had a clear path to the far side of the room. She had to ignore the drama of Romalotti falling and dancing right in front of her, because her eye was on the prize. Just three hops, pillow to pillow to pillow, and Dot could put her hand against the far wall. AND SAFE.
Standing upon the armchair, Soph took a moment to get her footing settled nicely, her stance VERY CLEARLY LETTING EVERYONE KNOW that she was about to JUMP right over there, so no one else should jump there, all right? Her game face was on, and some quick calculations of where cushions were versus where furniture items were placed AND where the other students in the classroom were determined her set path, and before she fully thought it through, her impulses kicked in and she launched herself into the air and landed hard on a cushion, her arms extended to keep her balance, and she STUCK THE LANDING.
Without hesitating, she made another expert leap to a cushion, then another, then she DID hesitate to let someone else navigate themselves around so she wouldn't have to worry about colliding with them as they went for the same cushion or anything. But the person passed and, her game face back on, Soph hopped quickly from one cushion, to another, to another (AND ALMOST DIED), then landed on her FINAL ONE and GAVE THE WALL A NICE PAT.
SHE MADE IT ALL THE WAY TO THE BACK OF THE ROOM.
Not too shabby of a journey with only two mess-ups. Could they try it going back to the front now for a bit of fun when everyone was done?
Norah heard a loud thump and whipped her head around to see Sophie Brown on the floor. Was she okay? WAS SHE OKAY? The fifth year pushed her cheeks together with the palms of her hands until she saw Sophie stand up and do her jumping jacks. Alright. She was still alive and unhurt. That was good.
She turned back to the next cushion she'd set her eyes on and took a breath before taking a flying leap. Nailed it. Next came a diagonal jump onto one of the couches. She stood on the edge and surveyed the room before choosing another cushion and jumping in its direction, landing on it with both feet. Almost there, right? She turned quickly to make sure Sophie was STILL still alive and well, then made one more big leap onto the next cushion in her path.
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Were ten seconds over already or what?
Because this was getting more and more embarrassing as time ticked by. Lady Prefect Dot went past, the Head Girl went past and now, he was one of the few left standing.
Or, well, left DANCING.
He tried to ignore any looks from his fellow students and tried to imagine himself dancing in a room on his own. Would that help? Probably. Maybe he should've picked another card. The boy, still wiggling his hips, looked down at another card on a cushion nearby. If he could have a peek at that, maybe he wouldn't have to do what he was currently doing. Maybe.........
......... Oh! Ten seconds were up! Right? YEAH. RIGHT. THANK MERLIN!
As happy as a kid in a candy store, Phillip jumped right back onto the cushion he had been standing on before and looked out towards the end of the finish line. Luckily for him, he was past halfway now and, as far as he could see, there weren't any large gaps on the way. Nothing large enough that he couldn't conquer.
Full of a new sense of determination -- he was NOT going to be dancing again, okay? -- the Slytherin jumped towards the next cushion, and then the next and the next. YEAH, MOVE OVER, FIRST YEAR COMING THROUGH! That went for all the slow pokes in his way who making him stall and stop him from reaching his goal.
And........... SAFE!
The moment his hand touched the far wall, a beam spread across his young face. SAFE. He'd done it!
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Zander Adair was DOING THIS. He WAS. Okay. So he was stuck at the moment, but SO WHAT!
That wasn't an indicator of how good he was at this stuff. He had just forgotten to check to make sure he wasn't locking himself in a pit of lava, that's all. He was... Not good at planning. But he wasn't all that bad at avoiding the ground. He had managed to make it this far, yeah?
The Gryffindor was at this point standing on the current cushion like his life depended on it. SEARCHING FOR ANOTHER ONE to land on. Where were his options? There were some sorta near by... Ish. But they were currently taken at the moment. And he couldn't just knock someone else over because then they'd both end up on the ground and where would be the good in that?
So um. Stuck?
Could someone toss something over or...? Um. So entirely stuck.
This is not what Zander had planned. Literally. He had no plans. It's why he got stuck.
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So there was help, in the form of Cinna, although Dot wasn't sure if she shouldn't just save them both a lot of trouble and roll off her cushions into the lava. She'd have to do one of those cards, sure, but it was better than staying face-planted in a pillow. Or potentially knocking over Cinna in the process.
Still, she let the older girl stop offer to help, and Dot rolled her head to look at her. "I'm going to try to wiggle the back pillow closer, and maybe I can stand up. Will you push on it as it gets closer?"
It took some serious effort, but Dot hoped and wiggled the back cushion until she was able to shove up on her hands and get back into a standing position. Well, that was awkward and embarrassing - Dot reenacting a wiggleworm. She burned in embarrassment a bit as she hopped to another cushion.
"Thanks, Cinna!"
Cinna was almost there and had no problem stopping and helping a friend out. "Yes, mam. Whatever you want. I got your back."
Ah, that was a great idea and Cinna knew for sure that it would work. Dots idea was brilliant. So the seventh year pushed Dots back pillow up as she wiggled and stood up. There now Dot was standing back up. No more face plants into the pillow. Okay, kido. She shrugged, "You'd do the same." Or at that's what she thought anyway. She give her a small wave and hopped to the next cushion.
She was almost to the other side of the room. Now if she could just find something to move onto. THIS TIME SHE WAS REALLY STUCK. SHE HAD NOWHERE TO GO.
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