What a SUH-LOOOOW winter it was. Wesley was pretty positive that this winter was a lot slower than last year. He hadn't had many customers since all the little Hogwartians went back to school. Or maybe it was him... Did he smell bad or something? Hmmmm.

These were the thoughts that drifted through Wesley's mind as he snoooored quietly behind the front counter of his quiet little shop. If someone came in, they would surely ring a bell, toot a horn, or throw candy at his face. Something to wake him up. Surely.

With his head tipped back against the wall and his mouth hanging open, Wesley was oblivious to the world around him. Pippin the puppy, however was not. He lifted his head as a little girl was placed in his playpen. With an excited tail wiggle he hobbled over to the girl and sniffed her FACE.

HAI HUMAN PET ME PLEASE.

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What a SUH-LOOOOW winter it was. Wesley was pretty positive that this winter was a lot slower than last year. He hadn't had many customers since all the little Hogwartians went back to school. Or maybe it was him... Did he smell bad or something? Hmmmm.

These were the thoughts that drifted through Wesley's mind as he snoooored quietly behind the front counter of his quiet little shop. If someone came in, they would surely ring a bell, toot a horn, or throw candy at his face. Something to wake him up. Surely.

With his head tipped back against the wall and his mouth hanging open, Wesley was oblivious to the world around him. Pippin the puppy, however was not. He lifted his head as a little girl was placed in his playpen. With an excited tail wiggle he hobbled over to the girl and sniffed her FACE.

HAI HUMAN PET ME PLEASE.

Fletcher hadn't even noticed the dude behind the counter, just assuming, as it were, that the shopkeeper would be in the back. That's where he usually hung out in his shop, anyway. So he got to work loading up his pockets with things, not to STEAL, of course, but to..... to buy. Yeah, to buy, later. When he was getting ready to leave.

Mallory, on the other hand, thought the snoring guy was funny. She giggled her baby giggle and then gasped, loudly, at the sight of the puppy. "GOGGY!" she gurgled excitedly, clapping her perpetually sticky hands together and immediately sitting up to go give the puppy a tackle.

Luckily, he was headed straight her way too, so the two babies collided in the middle of the pen. Mallory just rolled over and sat up again, still giggling, and trying to pet and hug and pet and hug the puppy at the same time. "GOGGGGGGGY!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEE!"

SO CUTE AND SOFT!!!!!!! She wanted one. She wanted one NOW. "DADDY GIMME GOGGY!" the little girl shouted, half-squeezing the puppy to death and half-craning her neck to see where her father had gone. He'd get her ANYTHING she wanted if she just screamed about it enough. Experience had taught her that.

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Fletcher hadn't even noticed the dude behind the counter, just assuming, as it were, that the shopkeeper would be in the back. That's where he usually hung out in his shop, anyway. So he got to work loading up his pockets with things, not to STEAL, of course, but to..... to buy. Yeah, to buy, later. When he was getting ready to leave.

Mallory, on the other hand, thought the snoring guy was funny. She giggled her baby giggle and then gasped, loudly, at the sight of the puppy. "GOGGY!" she gurgled excitedly, clapping her perpetually sticky hands together and immediately sitting up to go give the puppy a tackle.

Luckily, he was headed straight her way too, so the two babies collided in the middle of the pen. Mallory just rolled over and sat up again, still giggling, and trying to pet and hug and pet and hug the puppy at the same time. "GOGGGGGGGY!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEE!"

SO CUTE AND SOFT!!!!!!! She wanted one. She wanted one NOW. "DADDY GIMME GOGGY!" the little girl shouted, half-squeezing the puppy to death and half-craning her neck to see where her father had gone. He'd get her ANYTHING she wanted if she just screamed about it enough. Experience had taught her that.

Wesley let out another deep, rumbling snore from deep within his... snoring storage box. He continued to be totally unaware of his surroundings. That was, until he heard a strange gurgling squeal come from a few feet away. Wesley was suddenly yanked back to reality with some unknown force that made him FLAIL about and fall off his stool. BAM. Faceplant. On the floor.

"Ummmmmppphhhggrrr." Groan. Ow. Yawn. Sleeeeepy.

Wait. What? Wesley flipped over quickly to find Pippin just in time to see the puppy and some random baby collide and roll around. What in the name of Merlin's handkerchief? Was he still dreaming? Wesley continued to stare at his puppy as it pounced onto the little girl and licked her face.

Daddy? Who was Daddy? Still on the floor, still tired, and still VERY confused, Wesley looked around... "Daddy?" he called out warily. OH NO. What if someone had just dropped their baby off and LEFT? Wesley didn't know how to take care of babies! But there was STILL the possibility that he was still dreaming. Maybe this 'daddy' character was a -- *GASP* -- ALIEN. That... would not be good, because he didn't know how to fight off aliens either. Crud.

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Wesley let out another deep, rumbling snore from deep within his... snoring storage box. He continued to be totally unaware of his surroundings. That was, until he heard a strange gurgling squeal come from a few feet away. Wesley was suddenly yanked back to reality with some unknown force that made him FLAIL about and fall off his stool. BAM. Faceplant. On the floor.

"Ummmmmppphhhggrrr." Groan. Ow. Yawn. Sleeeeepy.

Wait. What? Wesley flipped over quickly to find Pippin just in time to see the puppy and some random baby collide and roll around. What in the name of Merlin's handkerchief? Was he still dreaming? Wesley continued to stare at his puppy as it pounced onto the little girl and licked her face.

Daddy? Who was Daddy? Still on the floor, still tired, and still VERY confused, Wesley looked around... "Daddy?" he called out warily. OH NO. What if someone had just dropped their baby off and LEFT? Wesley didn't know how to take care of babies! But there was STILL the possibility that he was still dreaming. Maybe this 'daddy' character was a -- *GASP* -- ALIEN. That... would not be good, because he didn't know how to fight off aliens either. Crud.

Fletcher didn't hear the 'DADDY' squeals, which weren't necessary, anyway, as he was currently hanging out with a bunch of pygmy puffs. Which color would Mallory like best? Blue? Green? PINK? Maybe purple, the purple ones were cute...

Mallory, meanwhile, rolled around with the puppy some more and giggled her head off. She only vaguely heard the snoring man fall onto the floor, but the puppy was much more entertaining. "Goggy sillllllllly," she chortled at the licking dog. "Goggy TICKLE! Teeheheeheheheehe!" But it was still so cute! And fluffy!

She decided to try biting the puppy, to see if it tasted as soft as it looked. "Rawr!" the little girl snapped at the dog playfully. "Arf arf rawr!"

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Fletcher didn't hear the 'DADDY' squeals, which weren't necessary, anyway, as he was currently hanging out with a bunch of pygmy puffs. Which color would Mallory like best? Blue? Green? PINK? Maybe purple, the purple ones were cute...

Mallory, meanwhile, rolled around with the puppy some more and giggled her head off. She only vaguely heard the snoring man fall onto the floor, but the puppy was much more entertaining. "Goggy sillllllllly," she chortled at the licking dog. "Goggy TICKLE! Teeheheeheheheehe!" But it was still so cute! And fluffy!

She decided to try biting the puppy, to see if it tasted as soft as it looked. "Rawr!" the little girl snapped at the dog playfully. "Arf arf rawr!"

Wesley waited for a moment for someone to return the 'daddy' calls... but nothing. Merlin's pants, some one really had left their child here for Wesley to take care of, hadn't they?! He was horrified! Although, he was quite certain Pepper wouldn't mind. She would probably be thrilled to suddenly have a little girl in their lives.

Or MAYBE... Maybe this was a trap. What if someone had left their child in his shop so Wesley could be framed for KIDNAPPING?! And then he would go to jail and lose his shop and he would never see Pepper or Pippin ever again!

.... This had to be a dream. So, still on the floor, Wesley pinched himself. "Oww." But the girl was still there. Dang. Pinch... Piiiinch... Piiinnnchhhh.

Meanwhile, Pippin rolled around with the little girl, happy to have a playmate in the shop again. All was fine and dandy until the gurgling girl BIT HIM. Pippin whined a little before letting out two loud barks at the little girl. BARK! BARK! Then he nipped at the girls' finger a little. Not very hard, but just to let her know that HE had teeth TOO.

Mallory continued to giggle at the silly man sitting on the floor, pinching himself. Maybe he thought he was a leprechaun! That's what leprechauns did, right? Pinched theirselves? "SILLY MAN!" she practically shouted at him, pointing and laughing again til she lost her balance and fell flat on her back.

That, of course, only caused her to laugh MORE. She was still laughing when she suddenly felt the nip from the puppy on her fingers. "OWWWW," she hollered, making a ruckus and standing up. She stomped her foot and crossed her arms impatiently as she shouted at the dog. "THAT HURT, GOGGY! DAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDY! GOGGY BIT MY FINGERRRRRRRR! HE BIT MEEE! OUCH, GOGGY, THAT REALLY HURRRRRRT!"

She wasn't one to cry, but she would, by Merlin, she WOULD turn on the waterworks if she had to. Anything to get Daddy's attention!

Fletcher hadn't heard anything up to this point, so absorbed was he in stuffing his pockets full of prank items. He was quite talented at selective listening, but 'ouch' and 'daddy' in the same sentence were two words he couldn't ignore.

He dropped the orange pygmy puff he'd been holding and rushed down the aisle to the front of the store, skidding to a stop just by the playpen. "Mallory?" he stared down at the girl and the puppy quizzically, "What's all this noise about, eh? Did that puppy hurt you?"

Daddy!Fletcher glaaaaaaaaaared at the small ball of fur, even though it was so cute he almost started cooing at it.

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Mallory continued to giggle at the silly man sitting on the floor, pinching himself. Maybe he thought he was a leprechaun! That's what leprechauns did, right? Pinched theirselves? "SILLY MAN!" she practically shouted at him, pointing and laughing again til she lost her balance and fell flat on her back.

That, of course, only caused her to laugh MORE. She was still laughing when she suddenly felt the nip from the puppy on her fingers. "OWWWW," she hollered, making a ruckus and standing up. She stomped her foot and crossed her arms impatiently as she shouted at the dog. "THAT HURT, GOGGY! DAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDY! GOGGY BIT MY FINGERRRRRRRR! HE BIT MEEE! OUCH, GOGGY, THAT REALLY HURRRRRRT!"

She wasn't one to cry, but she would, by Merlin, she WOULD turn on the waterworks if she had to. Anything to get Daddy's attention!

Fletcher hadn't heard anything up to this point, so absorbed was he in stuffing his pockets full of prank items. He was quite talented at selective listening, but 'ouch' and 'daddy' in the same sentence were two words he couldn't ignore.

He dropped the orange pygmy puff he'd been holding and rushed down the aisle to the front of the store, skidding to a stop just by the playpen. "Mallory?" he stared down at the girl and the puppy quizzically, "What's all this noise about, eh? Did that puppy hurt you?"

Daddy!Fletcher glaaaaaaaaaared at the small ball of fur, even though it was so cute he almost started cooing at it.

That child was... laughing at him. She was totally making fun of him! Wesley pouted pathetically and stopped pinching himself. It was time to face the facts...

O_O

Okay, no time for facts--that child was going crazy! Wesley went wide-eyed and stared at the commotion of the wailing girl. Pippin, on the other hand, was suddenly scared of the loud, obnoxious hollering and backed into the corner of the playpen in order to avoid the stomping feet.

"Pippin, come!" Wesley called as he stood up and the puppy leaped over the fence over to his owner. Wesley picked him up and patted his head. THAT was when he saw some GUY standing by Pippin's playpen. Well, hellooooo where did you come from?!

Was this... DADDY? GASP. "Is that yours?" he asked, motioning towards the child with supersonic vocal chords. Maybe Wesley wasn't dreaming at all. "Pippin wouldn't hurt a fly," Wesley said to the man who was accusing his puppy of hurting that crazy little child. Holding his puppy protectively to his chest, Wesley surveyed the man carefully. He looked familiar... Wesley narrowed his eyes. "Do I know you?"

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That child was... laughing at him. She was totally making fun of him! Wesley pouted pathetically and stopped pinching himself. It was time to face the facts...

O_O

Okay, no time for facts--that child was going crazy! Wesley went wide-eyed and stared at the commotion of the wailing girl. Pippin, on the other hand, was suddenly scared of the loud, obnoxious hollering and backed into the corner of the playpen in order to avoid the stomping feet.

"Pippin, come!" Wesley called as he stood up and the puppy leaped over the fence over to his owner. Wesley picked him up and patted his head. THAT was when he saw some GUY standing by Pippin's playpen. Well, hellooooo where did you come from?!

Was this... DADDY? GASP. "Is that yours?" he asked, motioning towards the child with supersonic vocal chords. Maybe Wesley wasn't dreaming at all. "Pippin wouldn't hurt a fly," Wesley said to the man who was accusing his puppy of hurting that crazy little child. Holding his puppy protectively to his chest, Wesley surveyed the man carefully. He looked familiar... Wesley narrowed his eyes. "Do I know you?"

"He BIT me, Daddy!" Mallory stared up at her father stubbornly, her sticky little fingers now turned on the silly man and his silly gdoggy. "I just wanted to bite 'im to see if he tastes as fluffy as 'ee looks!"

Fletcher had to bite no pun intended back a laugh at that one. The logic of a two-year-old. Heh. "Well he's just like any other living creature, honey," he bent down and scooped up his daughter, much like the way the shopkeeper had scooped up his pup. "He sure doesn't like being bitten!"

"He wasn' fluffy anyway, an' he tasted wike furrr," Mallory grumbled, sticking her tongue out at the puppy from the safety of her father's arms.

"SHE is mine, yes," Fletcher narrowed his eyes at the shopkeeper and tightened his hold on Mal, who squirmed in his arms. Uhhh did he know him? No, it wasn't like Fletcher hand't just WORKED in this SAME ALLEY for the past few YEARS. It wasn't like he'd gone and paintballed all of WWW!

He nearly laughed again. "Uh, nope, nope, don't think we've met." He plastered on a grin and held out a hand for the guy. "Fletcher, just Fletcher."

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"He BIT me, Daddy!" Mallory stared up at her father stubbornly, her sticky little fingers now turned on the silly man and his silly gdoggy. "I just wanted to bite 'im to see if he tastes as fluffy as 'ee looks!"

Fletcher had to bite no pun intended back a laugh at that one. The logic of a two-year-old. Heh. "Well he's just like any other living creature, honey," he bent down and scooped up his daughter, much like the way the shopkeeper had scooped up his pup. "He sure doesn't like being bitten!"

"He wasn' fluffy anyway, an' he tasted wike furrr," Mallory grumbled, sticking her tongue out at the puppy from the safety of her father's arms.

"SHE is mine, yes," Fletcher narrowed his eyes at the shopkeeper and tightened his hold on Mal, who squirmed in his arms. Uhhh did he know him? No, it wasn't like Fletcher hand't just WORKED in this SAME ALLEY for the past few YEARS. It wasn't like he'd gone and paintballed all of WWW!

He nearly laughed again. "Uh, nope, nope, don't think we've met." He plastered on a grin and held out a hand for the guy. "Fletcher, just Fletcher."

Wesley did have to admit that the little girl's logic was rather amusing. But Pippin certainly did not think so. At least "daddy" knew that puppies didn't like being bitten!

When the man tightened his hold on his daughter, Wesley did the same Pippin and continued to pat his head and play with his ears. Wesley eyed the man a little longer while his hand was out. Reaching out, the shopkeeper shook his hand sloooowly because he KNEW that guy.

Wait for it..... Waaaait for it....

"YOOUUU..." He was one of THEM. The PAINTBALLERS. Wesley GLARED at him (which probably wasn't that intimidating), failing to let go of the man's hand because he was concentrating on glaring. "You're one of the taffy brains that paintedballed my shop!" Pippin seemed to remember now too. BARKBARK!

Fletcher would have been petting patting his girl's head and ears too, if he'd had a free hand. But he did't, see, because toddlers were a tad harder to hold on to than puppies. Also, they were a bit heavier.

"Meeeee," Fletcher drawled, wondering why the guy looked like he was constipated and/or trying to pass a kidney stone. He was actually waiting to be recognized as THE Triwizard Tournament Champion when.... the guy I.D.'d him as a paintballer, and forgot to let go of his hand.

"I'm no taffy brain!" Fletcher declared loudly, ignoring how his daughter was now noisily making fart/tongue sounds at the barking dog. "Hey, let go of my hand!" He started tugging his wand arm back from the guy, because how else was he going to punch him? when....

Oh snap! And snap something did, just then; Fletcher's bulging pockets, which had been stuffed to the brim with the prank items he'd been intending to steal buy. Headless hats, canary creams, ton-tongue toffees, Peruvian Istant Darkness Powder, and a manner of things in-between; all came tumbling out as his pockets split straight down the seams. The WWW products landed in a beautiful, sparkly pile on the floor, leaving bother Fletcher and Mallory staring at them in anguish.

....."Whups," the dark-haired champion muttered, "I was gonna pay for that." Cross my heart and hope to... lie!

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Fletcher would have been petting patting his girl's head and ears too, if he'd had a free hand. But he did't, see, because toddlers were a tad harder to hold on to than puppies. Also, they were a bit heavier.

"Meeeee," Fletcher drawled, wondering why the guy looked like he was constipated and/or trying to pass a kidney stone. He was actually waiting to be recognized as THE Triwizard Tournament Champion when.... the guy I.D.'d him as a paintballer, and forgot to let go of his hand.

"I'm no taffy brain!" Fletcher declared loudly, ignoring how his daughter was now noisily making fart/tongue sounds at the barking dog. "Hey, let go of my hand!" He started tugging his wand arm back from the guy, because how else was he going to punch him? when....

Oh snap! And snap something did, just then; Fletcher's bulging pockets, which had been stuffed to the brim with the prank items he'd been intending to steal buy. Headless hats, canary creams, ton-tongue toffees, Peruvian Istant Darkness Powder, and a manner of things in-between; all came tumbling out as his pockets split straight down the seams. The WWW products landed in a beautiful, sparkly pile on the floor, leaving bother Fletcher and Mallory staring at them in anguish.

....."Whups," the dark-haired champion muttered, "I was gonna pay for that." Cross my heart and hope to... lie!

Wesley did WANNA let go of his hand. He was suspicious of this Fletcher character now, oh yes. Now that Wesley recognized him, he seemed like the kind of guy who would-

*GAAAAAAASP*

Wesley's wide eyes stared at all the merchandise that dumped out of Fletcher's pockets and onto the floor. And yes, he was STILL holding onto his hand. Mr. Fletcher-the-FIEND wasn't going ANYWHERE!

He was gonna pay for that? Wesley scoffed. "Darn TOOTIN', you were!" Wesley finally yanked his hand away and eyed the younger man, attempting to be intimidating. Was it working? HUH? Eye twitch!

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Wesley did WANNA let go of his hand. He was suspicious of this Fletcher character now, oh yes. Now that Wesley recognized him, he seemed like the kind of guy who would-

*GAAAAAAASP*

Wesley's wide eyes stared at all the merchandise that dumped out of Fletcher's pockets and onto the floor. And yes, he was STILL holding onto his hand. Mr. Fletcher-the-FIEND wasn't going ANYWHERE!

He was gonna pay for that? Wesley scoffed. "Darn TOOTIN', you were!" Wesley finally yanked his hand away and eyed the younger man, attempting to be intimidating. Was it working? HUH? Eye twitch!

THERE, FINALLY, his hand was freed! Fletcher grumbled something under his breath and hastily wiped his hand free from the guy's sweaty palm-ness. Because obviously Fletcher couldn't have been the one who was sweaty. No way, no how. He never got nervous. Not even when he got caught.

"Yeah, well, you can help me pick it all up, can'tcha?" He set Mallory down, and she, to her credit, started trying to help pick up the toys and pranks too. Though of course, her way of picking them up was to hold one up to the light, shake it a bit, and then toss it back on the pile.

Hehe. Fletcher didn't even bother to correct her.

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THERE, FINALLY, his hand was freed! Fletcher grumbled something under his breath and hastily wiped his hand free from the guy's sweaty palm-ness. Because obviously Fletcher couldn't have been the one who was sweaty. No way, no how. He never got nervous. Not even when he got caught.

"Yeah, well, you can help me pick it all up, can'tcha?" He set Mallory down, and she, to her credit, started trying to help pick up the toys and pranks too. Though of course, her way of picking them up was to hold one up to the light, shake it a bit, and then toss it back on the pile.

Hehe. Fletcher didn't even bother to correct her.

Wesley stood firm behind his counter and glared at this HOOLIGAN young man. No, he did not believe that he had the intentions of paying for that stuff. He just seemed like suspicious fellow, oh yes.

Was he asking HIM? Was he really asking Wesley if he could help pick up HIS mess? Or was he asking his daughter. Wesley wasn't sure, so he just put his hands on his hips (this scary shopkeeper thing wasn't working for him, was it?) and eyed the two of them as they cleaned up. Well, sort of cleaned up.

That little girl was tossing his merchandise around! Wesley scrambled around the counter and snatched a prank from her sticky hands. "Alright, enough!" he exclaimed, scooping the rest of the things up off the floor and placing them on the front counter.

And suddenly... Everything was dark.

Wesley briefly wondered if he was unconscious, but he heard Pippin bark once. Ah... Instant Darkness Powder. "Lovely."

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Wesley stood firm behind his counter and glared at this HOOLIGAN young man. No, he did not believe that he had the intentions of paying for that stuff. He just seemed like suspicious fellow, oh yes.

Was he asking HIM? Was he really asking Wesley if he could help pick up HIS mess? Or was he asking his daughter. Wesley wasn't sure, so he just put his hands on his hips (this scary shopkeeper thing wasn't working for him, was it?) and eyed the two of them as they cleaned up. Well, sort of cleaned up.

That little girl was tossing his merchandise around! Wesley scrambled around the counter and snatched a prank from her sticky hands. "Alright, enough!" he exclaimed, scooping the rest of the things up off the floor and placing them on the front counter.

And suddenly... Everything was dark.

Wesley briefly wondered if he was unconscious, but he heard Pippin bark once. Ah... Instant Darkness Powder. "Lovely."

Fletcher couldn't help it, he let out a little chortle at the guy's reaction to Mallory. "Atta girl," he'd leaned down and whispered, before tossing the Peruvian Instant Darkness powder in the air.

Then it went black, and with the few things he managed to scoop up as she scooped up Mallory, Fletcher made a pass for the door. And, actually, a pass OUT the door.... heheheh...

They were such a good tag-team, this father and daughter.

Well the next shop wouldn't be so bad. Weasley Wizard Wheezes was an awesome joke shop. She could totally buy something in there since she did have a few galleons inside her dress's pocket. But OOPS, she wasn't supposed to be shopping for anything. She was delivering Prophet copies and being this weird girl running around Diagon Alley.

RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN. As if zombies were chasing. Nah, just messin' with ya. She just had to run fast. But she wished she had a broom which would make things easier.

Kat came into a halt once she stepped inside the shop. Oooooooooohh look at all those lovely JOKE OBJECTS and stuff! Kat looked around for a while... totally being brought out of...

The blonde shook her head. RIGHT. She was an intern and she was supposed to be doing her job. Curse you, eye-catchy things. The fifteen year old then went to the Front Counter, bringing along a smile. "Good day," Kat said. "My name's Katrina Hudson and I am an intern at the Daily Prophet. Here is your copy of the newest issue." Kat then placed a copy on the counter. You were going to be needing those, excuse me.

So... "Do you mind if I ask a few questions about what's going on in the shop?" Kat asked. "You know, like anything interesting or strange?" Besides the joke stuff, duh. She was a Daily Prophet intern, mind you.

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Well the next shop wouldn't be so bad. Weasley Wizard Wheezes was an awesome joke shop. She could totally buy something in there since she did have a few galleons inside her dress's pocket. But OOPS, she wasn't supposed to be shopping for anything. She was delivering Prophet copies and being this weird girl running around Diagon Alley.

RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN. As if zombies were chasing. Nah, just messin' with ya. She just had to run fast. But she wished she had a broom which would make things easier.

Kat came into a halt once she stepped inside the shop. Oooooooooohh look at all those lovely JOKE OBJECTS and stuff! Kat looked around for a while... totally being brought out of...

The blonde shook her head. RIGHT. She was an intern and she was supposed to be doing her job. Curse you, eye-catchy things. The fifteen year old then went to the Front Counter, bringing along a smile. "Good day," Kat said. "My name's Katrina Hudson and I am an intern at the Daily Prophet. Here is your copy of the newest issue." Kat then placed a copy on the counter. You were going to be needing those, excuse me.

So... "Do you mind if I ask a few questions about what's going on in the shop?" Kat asked. "You know, like anything interesting or strange?" Besides the joke stuff, duh. She was a Daily Prophet intern, mind you.

Another day in the shop and Wesley was still buzzing around like the happy little shopkeeper that he was. The shop was a little busier now that the students were out of school for the summer, and that made him happy. He was hoping to get more kids to check out the new toy shop. It was pretty cool, if you asked him.

As he stood behind the front counter, checking things off his list, Wesley saw a young teenager walk up. "Goooood afternoon! he replied cheerfully, whipping off his reading glasses as she started to speak. Ah, yes, the interns. How exciting.

Wesley took a peek at the Daily Prophet issue in front of him. "Interesting or strange?" Did she realize what shop she was in? "Everything is interesting and strange, my dear." His eyes seemed to twinkle as he looked around his shop. But anyway. "However, I have just recently created a new dimension to my shop." Wesley looked beyond the young Katrina Hudson and pointed to the far corner where lots of balloons and assorted and AWESOME toys were stacked on tall shelves. "Balloon stand and toy center. Brand spankin' new." GRIN. That was interesting, right? Yeeeees.

Mackenzie quickly hurried to the counter holding the perfect powder blue Pygmy Puff and a matching cage. Of course there was a line so she filed in behind other families and very impatiently awaited her turn to be able to call the Pygmy Puff hers. Finally it was her time, she smiled up at the shopkeeper "I'd like this cccuttee Pygmy Puff please!"

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Mackenzie quickly hurried to the counter holding the perfect powder blue Pygmy Puff and a matching cage. Of course there was a line so she filed in behind other families and very impatiently awaited her turn to be able to call the Pygmy Puff hers. Finally it was her time, she smiled up at the shopkeeper "I'd like this cccuttee Pygmy Puff please!"

Hello, little ball of energy! Wesley grinned at the girl holding a pygmy puff in front of his counter. "What a great choice!" he said with a huge grin. Little girls and pygmy puffs were the cutest thing. "That will be one galleon." The cage came free with the purchase.

Normally, Wesley would give kids he hadn't seen in his shop before a Ton Tongue toffee, but this girl was too cute to trick. He grabbed one of the toffees and held it up. "Got any annoying siblings?" Heh.

Mackenzie grinned "No sir, but I do have an annoying neighbor, his name is Derek" She reached into the small bag her mom had tied onto her wrist and pulled out a galleon handing it to the nice man.

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Mackenzie grinned "No sir, but I do have an annoying neighbor, his name is Derek" She reached into the small bag her mom had tied onto her wrist and pulled out a galleon handing it to the nice man.

Wesley accepted the galleon and placed it in his cash register. He then grinned at the girl as she mentioned his annoying neighbor. "Well, then." Wesley handed over one of the Ton Tongue Toffees to the girl. "This oughtta do the trick. For free, just for you." He gave the girl a wink. Ton Tongue Toffees were brilliant for youngsters. "And have fun with your pygmy puff!"

"Oh thank you!" Mackenzie beamed "Have a nice day!" she smiled as she skipped out the door, holding her pygmy puff very closely to her.

Kat waited patiently for the man to think of something. You know, for the Prophet or whatever he wanted to feature. Any was cool, and at least she was doing her job you know.

Ah, the new toys and balloons. Maybe that can be part of the advertisement stuff? Kat nodded. "Well that's a lovely toy center and balloon stand you've got, Sir," the blonde complimented. And was a biiiiiit tempted to buy stuff but she just wanted to finish the day. "I will inform Mister Skeeter about this. I'll be back here soon to look around your shop." She assured that. Cause MERLIN she already wanted to buy things.

"Hope you continue to have a pleasant day, Sir," Kat said and waved at him. Then she went outside the shop. Next destination... AH! Ollivander's.

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"Oh thank you!" Mackenzie beamed "Have a nice day!" she smiled as she skipped out the door, holding her pygmy puff very closely to her.

"You are very welcome, my dear!" Wesley grinned as the girl skipped out of his shop. One thing he loved about his job was being able to make the youngins' smile.

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Kat waited patiently for the man to think of something. You know, for the Prophet or whatever he wanted to feature. Any was cool, and at least she was doing her job you know.

Ah, the new toys and balloons. Maybe that can be part of the advertisement stuff? Kat nodded. "Well that's a lovely toy center and balloon stand you've got, Sir," the blonde complimented. And was a biiiiiit tempted to buy stuff but she just wanted to finish the day. "I will inform Mister Skeeter about this. I'll be back here soon to look around your shop." She assured that. Cause MERLIN she already wanted to buy things.

"Hope you continue to have a pleasant day, Sir," Kat said and waved at him. Then she went outside the shop. Next destination... AH! Ollivander's.

Wesley beamed at the teenager. "Thank you very much." He was quite proud of it himself. Oooh, 'inform Mister Skeeter'. That sounded all official and professional and stuff. "Cool beans!" And he certainly hoped she would come back. Wesley liked having customers!

"Thanks, you too!" he said with a wave as she left the shop. Maybe he would be FAMOUS now.

Doo dee doo dee doo...

Lex made her way to the counter at a leisurely pace, still scanning the counters incase something else managed to grab her interest. At the moment she only had two packs of puking patilles and she had a feeling she would be needing more than that to teach the woman a lesson. She also knew exactly what she would be needing but of course she wasn't sure what it really did or even where to find it.

When she got to the counter she gave the man a biiiig smile before dropping the little she had on the counter. He must have thought she was wasting his time. Even she thought her purchase at the moment was a waste. Seriously, who walked into a joke shop and came out basically empty handed?? That was like illegal...wasn't it?

But nevermind that for now because she had something more important on her mind than some baby tricks. "Haaai!" GRIN. "I was wondering if you could help me. See, I wanna buy one of those demon boxes...but I also want you to tell me what it does..." you know, so she could know if she needed to hide her stuff before giving it to Amanda.

Heh.

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Doo dee doo dee doo...

Lex made her way to the counter at a leisurely pace, still scanning the counters incase something else managed to grab her interest. At the moment she only had two packs of puking patilles and she had a feeling she would be needing more than that to teach the woman a lesson. She also knew exactly what she would be needing but of course she wasn't sure what it really did or even where to find it.

When she got to the counter she gave the man a biiiig smile before dropping the little she had on the counter. He must have thought she was wasting his time. Even she thought her purchase at the moment was a waste. Seriously, who walked into a joke shop and came out basically empty handed?? That was like illegal...wasn't it?

But nevermind that for now because she had something more important on her mind than some baby tricks. "Haaai!" GRIN. "I was wondering if you could help me. See, I wanna buy one of those demon boxes...but I also want you to tell me what it does..." you know, so she could know if she needed to hide her stuff before giving it to Amanda.

Heh.

Wesley sliiiiid behind the counter just as the girl got there and he gave her a big GRIN. She was smiling too, so that was a good sign. Maybe they could have a smiling competition. Anywhoooo...

"Hello, there!" he said, returning the grin and the excitement that this girl had. She was wondering if he could HELP? Well of course he could. He would be a bad shopkeeper if he couldn't help her. "Ohhh... Demon boxes, yes, you see..." Wesley looked around and leeeaned over the counter to get closer to the girl, because this was TOP SECRET STUFF. "It's a demon," he whispered, " ... in a box."

Wesley stood back up and nodded seriously. Crazy, wasn't it? He let the silence hold for a moment before cracking. HEHE. "No, really, it is. Not like a soul-sucking, earth-damaging demon. Just a nasty prank to play on someone you don't like. They're all different, so it just depends, but I've heard they do everything from breaking lamps to setting houses on fire." Wesley gave a nonchalant shrug. "Nothing that can't be fixed."