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Outside of the Greenhouses, near the back, there is a little space that Professor Meyers has claimed as his garden. There are various plants here, including all sorts of flowers, shrubs, bushes, and of course, plush, green grass. It's the perfect place on a sunny afternoon when there's a gentle breeze passing through, ruffling through the plants with its soft touch. The smell of fresh flowers wafts through the air. Professor Meyers cares for all of these plants and flowers himself. It is his passion.
Do not pick the flowers without his permission. He doesn't mind spreading the love, but there is a proper way to pick and cut flowers. Anyone is allowed to relax here, eat here, do homework. Professor Meyers encourages his students to be one with nature, and this is the perfect way to do so.
Need somewhere quiet and peaceful to relax? Here is the spot. Sometimes Professor Meyers will even softly play his banjo out here to give these plants some music, too.
Almost adults didn't mean close to being an adult at all. In fact, it usually took "adults" a few years to become GOOD adults, and even then it was shifty. Paul sometimes had trouble being an adult. Hmph.
He squinted at Dante. "He sort of looks like a flower if you're not LOOK properly!" he said. "And if you..tilt your head and...squint one eye...." he did that and...yeah, no, Dante still didn't look like a flower. But Kaycee didn't need to know this.
Paul clicked his tongue. "I have NO idea what you're talking about." Psssh. He began to water the shrubs he had just crawled through, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.
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"Technically i'm an legal adult in a couple months. So yeah what Kaycee said"
It was true. His birthday was in January. The first day as a matter of fact. Don't forget, not like Dante cares anyway. He still felt he knew more than some adults but legally he would be one. It was also incredibly rude to mistake Dante for a dirty flower. Even if you squint your eyes which Dante did to Myers. All you saw was a blurry man. Nothing else. Professor Paul had to work on believable lies. Maybe that why he was not slytherin among other things like saying the word spying before.
"Here you go Professor let me help you with that."
Dante took out his wand and let out a torrent of water at the spot Paul was watering hoping it would get Professor Paul in the process.
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And Kaycee was an adult a few months after.
She tilted her head to the side and watched the squinting. Erm...? Yeah. No matter what you did, she seriously doubted Dante ever looked plant-like. Ever.
She covered a giggle with a the back of her hand when Dante 'helped' water the plants.
"Right. I must have misheard you then, Professor." Because, he clearly hadn't been spying.
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The professor took a deep breath and SIIIIIIIIGHED for a long time. "I...got it. Just--Merlin--don't you two have HOMEWORK or something?! Instead of messing with an extremely elderly man's heart?!" PFFFt. "Come and see Steve Barrington at any time...." he grumbled.
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James had no idea that Merlin had decided to go off on his own. Normally the dog was on his best behavior. That's why James gave Merlin the freedom of laying out behind the barn sans-leash. A privilege the dog had earned, but once James found out about this most recent escapade... That being said, James was still in his office, blissfully unaware of the fact that Merlin was no where near CoMC turf now.
GARDEN. Playdate. Squirrel???¿¿¿ No wait, it was just a bird. BIRD.
Merlin happily RAN all the way to the herbology garden. SO MANY GOOD SMELLS. BIRD?? Merlin's tail was wagging all over the place. Here to woooooooooo the beautiful Zelda. WAS THAT A BIRD?????
Merlin had washed his fur in the big puddle to look EXTRA clean for Zelda. Extra clean. ANOTHER BIRD???? OR WAS THAT THE SAME BIRD???? Wait. Flowers. FLOWERS. Practically bouncing on his four feet, Merlin took a giant bite at the best looking stems he could find in the area and TUGGED and TUGGED and TUGGED MORE, definitely unearthing the roots and all.
ALSO. He liked sniffing her bum. Her bum would smell extra nice if it was sat in the flowers. Yes. Excellent. BIRD???? Using his hind legs, Merlin managed to kick and dig so that the flowers were all flattened for Zelda's thrown.
Picnic here. SO MANY GOOD SMELLS EVERYWHERE. And spaghetti and meatballs, curtesy of the house elves.
With that, he took the dirt flower bouquet into his mouth.
Zelda, where you at?
WAS THAT A BIRD???
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Zelda did her best not to mess up the bow on her ear as she RAN LIKE THE WIND pranced towards the garden. Groomed, clean from a bath just last night, and a nice brush this morning by the owner, Paul, she looked like any dog's dream.
What was that...SMELL?
As SOON as she neared the garden, she could smell MERLIN and FOOD and so she SPED STRAIGHT FOR THEM, scaring the bird that Merlin was getting distracted by into flying away. She skidded to a halt, using all four legs MIND YOU, in front of Merlin and gave his snout a.....LICK.
And a small bark.
And then, Zelda lay down, her ears twitching slightly at the sound of the BIRDS! nearby. It wouldn't be long before she was distracted by them, too.
RUFF!BARK!
She said, quickly, to Merlin, which roughly translated to...."Can we EAT?"
Paul had no idea his dog had gone rogue, left his office space, and was now about to share a meal with James Draper's silly, goofy DOG. He would notice, soon........if he looked out his office window. Maybe the Herbology professor was sleeping, though.
Maybe he was snoring loudly.
Maybe.
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SPOILER!!: lulz
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
Zelda did her best not to mess up the bow on her ear as she RAN LIKE THE WIND pranced towards the garden. Groomed, clean from a bath just last night, and a nice brush this morning by the owner, Paul, she looked like any dog's dream.
What was that...SMELL?
As SOON as she neared the garden, she could smell MERLIN and FOOD and so she SPED STRAIGHT FOR THEM, scaring the bird that Merlin was getting distracted by into flying away. She skidded to a halt, using all four legs MIND YOU, in front of Merlin and gave his snout a.....LICK.
And a small bark.
And then, Zelda lay down, her ears twitching slightly at the sound of the BIRDS! nearby. It wouldn't be long before she was distracted by them, too.
RUFF!BARK!
She said, quickly, to Merlin, which roughly translated to...."Can we EAT?"
Paul had no idea his dog had gone rogue, left his office space, and was now about to share a meal with James Draper's silly, goofy DOG. He would notice, soon........if he looked out his office window. Maybe the Herbology professor was sleeping, though.
Maybe he was snoring loudly.
Maybe.
IT WAS A BIRD. Must resist urge to chase. Must resist urge. Do not chase. Merlin no chase bird. BIRD. MUST CHASE— and it was gooooooooooooooone. He missed his chance the bird was flying up, up, up and away! Aw darn.
But wait. Merlin could HEAR a DOG. Wow, he hoped it was Zelda. He was sharing his food with Zelda not some other dog. And if it was a dog coming here to steal Zelda, then he’d have to chase them away.
…. WOOOOOOOOOF! Merlin let out a loud howl at the beautiful sight before him. She looked pAWESOME. He let out another low howl as she settled, indicated that ‘WOW, THOUGHT YOU’D NEVER ASK!!’
With all the grace of a cyclops attempting to grab a single piece of sand, Merlin rolled a meatball towards her end of the plate with a push of his long nose. That one was for HER.
WAS THAT ANOTHER BIRD???
If James knew this was happening, he’d hate it.
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Zelda's heard turned in the direction of the chirping, and her ear twitched again, but when human food was being pushed in her direction she did not ignore that because HUMAN FOOD ROCKED!!!!!!11111111!!
Leaning over, the dog took a bit of the meatball, like half, and then nudged it back over towards Merlin. It dogs could smile, Zelda would be. But she was doing the closest thing to it; wagging her tail.
WAGGING.
HER.
TAIL.
So quickly that it probably would fan anyone walking by.
Paul slept.
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
Zelda's heard turned in the direction of the chirping, and her ear twitched again, but when human food was being pushed in her direction she did not ignore that because HUMAN FOOD ROCKED!!!!!!11111111!!
Leaning over, the dog took a bit of the meatball, like half, and then nudged it back over towards Merlin. It dogs could smile, Zelda would be. But she was doing the closest thing to it; wagging her tail.
WAGGING.
HER.
TAIL.
So quickly that it probably would fan anyone walking by.
Paul slept.
And James had finally noticed his dogs absence, which meant WHAT THE HECK, MERLIN???? Time to go searching.
Merlin could hardly sit still!! And it had very little to do with the bird he kept hearing. Or maybe it had a lot to do with the bird. It was hard to tell. He had a LOT of thoughts. Paying attention was really hard when handler wasn't here.
One thing that wasn't hard, however, was eating his half of the meatball. He let out an appreciative howl as he decided to dig into the pasta.
MHMHMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Handler never let's Merlin eat spaghetti. Merlin loves spaghetti.
And being here with the lady friend. Oh how Merlin could just sniff her bum all day long.
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Zelda watched him enjoy the meatball for a second, but JUMPED UP when suddenly a BIRD tried to swoop down and slurp up some of their food. Zelda barked and began to chase it away, tail still wagging a good bit. Once the bird was out of sight, she came to rest next to Merlin this time instead of across from him.
She licked his nose.
And then tried to eat the same noodle he was eating. You know, Lady style.
Her tail intertwined with his...in a weird sort of way.
Paul slept.
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No actually, it wasn't obvious. It was ridiculous. James scoffed. The only conversations the lily-pads would stimulate were conversations surrounding the fact that Poncho Paul Myers was in fact, a lunatic. "How..." Stupid? "interesting," was the word he settled on knowing very well that Poncho would find a way to make anything sound like a compliment. As long as the man didn't try to force his hippy dippy ways upon the rest of the staff members, James didn't care what the man chose to sit on. But he did gave a hard glare upon the splashing at his leather shoes.
DO you mind, PAUL?
............................................... The more Poncho said, the more James wanted to walk away. If his eyes didn't manage to roll to the back of his head by the end of this entire conversation, it'd be a miracle.
Aka: No comment.
Dog-napped? What a ridiculous-- But what was so ridiculous about it would have to wait because Paul had already bolted for the door. Seeing no sense in urgency, as dog-napping was A HIGHLY ILLOGICAL explanation for this, James casually sauntered behind choosing to take his time in following the man out of the door.
Where exactly was he going? Not bothering to close the "lily-pad room door' on his way out, James followed the hippy to wherever they were on their way to.
Running.
Paul was RUNNING to the garden, which....barefoot and NEWLY AWOKEN was very difficult and he felt some of those STICKLER things in his feet bUT HE DIDN'T CARE BECAUSE ZELDA HAD BEEN DOGNAPPED.
"I bet YOUR DOG had something to do with this!" Paul mumbled at his colleague. "They're clearly in love--what if they ran off and ELOPED, James?!?!" IT WAS V POSSIBLE AT THIS POINT.
AHA! THERE THEY WERE.
DOG AND DOG.
He couldn't tell--HAD THEY ELOPED OR NOT?
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SPOILER!!: Poncho
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
Running.
Paul was RUNNING to the garden, which....barefoot and NEWLY AWOKEN was very difficult and he felt some of those STICKLER things in his feet bUT HE DIDN'T CARE BECAUSE ZELDA HAD BEEN DOGNAPPED.
"I bet YOUR DOG had something to do with this!" Paul mumbled at his colleague. "They're clearly in love--what if they ran off and ELOPED, James?!?!" IT WAS V POSSIBLE AT THIS POINT.
AHA! THERE THEY WERE.
DOG AND DOG.
He couldn't tell--HAD THEY ELOPED OR NOT?
Not running.
Poncho Paul was being dramatic. Yet Again. What a surprise.
Honestly, the only good part about this whole ordeal was that the man looked even more ridiculous running than he did on any other normal occasion and that was quite a feat.
...... BUT THAT IS WHERE HE DREW THE LINE. "MERLIN?" He let out a ridiculous, bark like, "HA!" In your dreams, Myers. "Merlin has always been well behaved, it wasn't until YOUR MUT came in and set a terrible example. Though I don't blame the dog as much as her owner." Yes, he was petty. But at least he owned it.
"Don't be ridiculous, Paul!" Though that was like asking a bird to stop flying midflight.
And there they were.
Dog and dog.
"..... Your dog did this." Clearly Zelda's fault. "Merlin. Here. Now."
But the dog didn't even budge.
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Poncho Paul was being dramatic. Yet Again. What a surprise.
Honestly, the only good part about this whole ordeal was that the man looked even more ridiculous running than he did on any other normal occasion and that was quite a feat.
...... BUT THAT IS WHERE HE DREW THE LINE. "MERLIN?" He let out a ridiculous, bark like, "HA!" In your dreams, Myers. "Merlin has always been well behaved, it wasn't until YOUR MUT came in and set a terrible example. Though I don't blame the dog as much as her owner." Yes, he was petty. But at least he owned it.
"Don't be ridiculous, Paul!" Though that was like asking a bird to stop flying midflight.
And there they were.
Dog and dog.
"..... Your dog did this." Clearly Zelda's fault. "Merlin. Here. Now."
But the dog didn't even budge.
GASP.
"EXCUSE YOU, JAMES!" Paul flailed at the man. "ZELDA IS A FULL BRED COLLIE. SHE'S NOT A MUT." If anyone was a but, IT WAS MERLIN. But Paul didn't say this aloud because it was OFFENSIVE and Paul didn't like to be OFFENSIVE, JAMES.
Oh please.
Paul was getting angry. ANGRY. His face was turning red and honestly, he resembled a white-chocolate dipped strawberry in this moment. He noticed the dogs when James did, and it seemed to soothe his anger slight. Because awwww. LOOOK AT THEM! Paul smiled a bit. "Aw, James, let them be. They're clearly in puppy love!" GEDDIT? He moved closer to pat the top of Zelda's head. "But how in the world did they procure......meatballs and spaghetti?" O__o Smart dogs.
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
GASP.
"EXCUSE YOU, JAMES!" Paul flailed at the man. "ZELDA IS A FULL BRED COLLIE. SHE'S NOT A MUT." If anyone was a but, IT WAS MERLIN. But Paul didn't say this aloud because it was OFFENSIVE and Paul didn't like to be OFFENSIVE, JAMES.
Oh please.
Paul was getting angry. ANGRY. His face was turning red and honestly, he resembled a white-chocolate dipped strawberry in this moment. He noticed the dogs when James did, and it seemed to soothe his anger slight. Because awwww. LOOOK AT THEM! Paul smiled a bit. "Aw, James, let them be. They're clearly in puppy love!" GEDDIT? He moved closer to pat the top of Zelda's head. "But how in the world did they procure......meatballs and spaghetti?" O__o Smart dogs.
James didn't care about being offensive. Besides, if anything was offensive around here it was Paul's horrible taste in attire. Ponchos were never and will never be in style. Even Airehead knew that one.
He let Paul do his thing and flail around as Paul's do. But the whole thing was rather ridiculous. And James was sure the man had started talking to himself.
...............................
James was not having it. "Merlin, we're leaving." Not a question. Not a statement. A command.
It took the dog all of five seconds to jump up, albeit rather sadly. "Good day, Paul," and they were leaving. Low howl from Merlin and all.
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James didn't care about being offensive. Besides, if anything was offensive around here it was Paul's horrible taste in attire. Ponchos were never and will never be in style. Even Airehead knew that one.
He let Paul do his thing and flail around as Paul's do. But the whole thing was rather ridiculous. And James was sure the man had started talking to himself.
...............................
James was not having it. "Merlin, we're leaving." Not a question. Not a statement. A command.
It took the dog all of five seconds to jump up, albeit rather sadly. "Good day, Paul," and they were leaving. Low howl from Merlin and all.
As soon as Merlin jumped up, Zelda whined, her ears drooping along with her tail as she stood up, too, nuzzling James' hand with her slightly moist nose, as if to say, 'please don't make him leave ;__;'
"You're so mean, James Draper!" Paul rumbled lowly, raising an eyebrow at the man. "Mean, bitter, and jealous that your dog can find love and you CAN'T." So there. Paul had SAID IT ALL. And he had 0 ragrets. "Come on, Zelda. I'm sure Merlin will sneak out again to see you soon," he mumbled, patting the top of her head to soothe her.
But really.
James was being ridiculous, and Paul was slightly IRKED at the man's insistence on making his dog SAD.
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in this moment. He noticed the dogs when James did, and it seemed to soothe his anger slight. Because awwww. LOOOK AT THEM! Paul smiled a bit. "Aw, James, let them be. They're clearly in puppy love!" GEDDIT? He moved closer to pat the top of Zelda's head. "But how in the world did they procure......meatballs and spaghetti?" O__o Smart dogs.
