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Mell 
Oliver decided it was time to go and visit his friends. He hadn't seen them since the feast and he was missing them. Well actually no he wasn't. He just wanted to try out his new water pistols that the very pretty Professor Cerulean had given him as a gift.
He decided to head down to see Waylan first and then William on the way back to the castle. He had thought about filling the pistols with butterbeer so that it would be nice and sticky but he decided to just stick with water. Just in case his friend's managed to get hold of one of his pitols. He had four on him after all.
By the time he neared Waylan's hut, Oliver was panting slightly. It had been a while since he had done this much physical activity and he had forgotten how far the groundskeeper's hut was. And there was Waylan, sitting on his butt as usual. Oliver approached quietly and when he was about six feet away he began squirting water in the air above his friend's head.
No doubt Waylan would think it had started to rain.
Not only was reorganizing the garden hard work, it was boring work as well. Well, normally, if he wasn't in his lazy mood, he would have actually been inside the garden, doing everything by hand. But just watching the vegetables levitate into a basket, it was the same thing. Over, and over, and over again.
It would have been more amusing if he got the kids to do it for him. At least he could count on them to do something different.
Heaving a sigh, Waylon leaned forward and rested his chin on the picket fence. He continued to tend to his garden, but the flicks of his wand seemed to become even more lazy. Until he felt the few drops of water land on his head. Forgetting about the garden, he glanced up at the sky and..that was not rain! The water was only hitting him!
Oliver.
"What are you doing?" Turning around in his seat, he eyed his friend for a moment before taking notice of the water pistol in his hand.
"And where'd you get that?"