 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
.... yeah, he definitely didn't have his wand on him.
Sorry Rasting, you were stuck here for a while. They were ALL stuck here for a while it would seem. At the thought, Mitchell emitted a rather loud, somewhat girlish giggle. Oh yes, this was a kerfuffle, there wasn't any doubting that.
And at least his trousers were still in one piece, which apparently couldn't be said for poor Finneas.
A kerfuffle, yes, but an AMUSING kerfuffle!
"Yes, I think that's done the job," Barlow responded with glee, feeling a little wriggle room. It was the side that was missing a shoe and he wriggled, wriggled, WRIGGLED until not only was he missing a shoe, he was also missing a sock and he was left balancing flamingo style on one foot. The other foot was now bare. "..... or perhaps it hasn't." Drat.
"Don't suppose any of you are hiding a Plan B up your sleeves, are you?"
Because he was severely lacking in the balancing department.
Wobble.
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