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Becky · 09-27-2012, 07:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Dances_With_Potter

Sutton turned over to look at him with a look that clearly said he was in trouble. She scooped up some mud in her hand and smashed it on top of his head, making sure to rub it aaaaall the way in to the roots. "Edmund, you jerkface! You weren't suppose--..."

A shadow moved across the surface of the mud in the dim light of dawn, and Sutton screamed again and rolled away, right before a branch from the Whomping Willow smashed into the ground right where she had been laying spewing mud everywhere. "Ed!! Mooove!!" she yelled as she tried to get to her feet, sleeping and sliding in the mud, unable to get proper footing.

This was not going to be good.

Oh, come on! The first thing he'd done was apologise! Sighing as he felt her rub the mud into his head, he looked over at her and spoke over her. "I'm sorry! I wasn't planning on-" Why had she stopped talking and started screaming? Oh, the tree. RIGHT.

Getting a face full of mud as the branch shook the ground, Ed pulled a disgusted face and stood up quite calmly. Obviously he wasn't phased by the extremely close encounter. Maybe it was because he was finally getting the danger he'd be angling for every day since he lessons. He jumped out of the way of another branch, somehow managing to keep his balance, but looking like a dog on ice skates. Looking around at the mud, he tried to guess the less slippery parts and then saw Sutton flailing. Aie, that... wasn't going to work. He had to go get her because she was panicking!

He saw a branch flex and dived straight for her to help them both avoid the hit that was sure to come.

09-27-2012, 07:06 AM	#435 (permalink)
Becky DMC & DIMC ICW Ambassador SS 100 Triumphant Veela Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: Dreamland Posts: 37,952	Liz's Bestie ● Helvetica ● ● Jigglypuff ● Jeff Vader Quote: Originally Posted by Dances_With_Potter Sutton turned over to look at him with a look that clearly said he was in trouble. She scooped up some mud in her hand and smashed it on top of his head, making sure to rub it aaaaall the way in to the roots. "Edmund, you jerkface! You weren't suppose--..." A shadow moved across the surface of the mud in the dim light of dawn, and Sutton screamed again and rolled away, right before a branch from the Whomping Willow smashed into the ground right where she had been laying spewing mud everywhere. "Ed!! Mooove!!" she yelled as she tried to get to her feet, sleeping and sliding in the mud, unable to get proper footing. This was not going to be good. Oh, come on! The first thing he'd done was apologise! Sighing as he felt her rub the mud into his head, he looked over at her and spoke over her. "I'm sorry! I wasn't planning on-" Why had she stopped talking and started screaming? Oh, the tree. RIGHT. Getting a face full of mud as the branch shook the ground, Ed pulled a disgusted face and stood up quite calmly. Obviously he wasn't phased by the extremely close encounter. Maybe it was because he was finally getting the danger he'd be angling for every day since he lessons. He jumped out of the way of another branch, somehow managing to keep his balance, but looking like a dog on ice skates. Looking around at the mud, he tried to guess the less slippery parts and then saw Sutton flailing. Aie, that... wasn't going to work. He had to go get her because she was panicking! He saw a branch flex and dived straight for her to help them both avoid the hit that was sure to come. __________________ Yesterday is not ours to recover But tomorrow is ours to win or lose.