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Bumblebee 
Troy was very hungry and the sandwich he had packed himself with was loooooong gone. His tiny stomach was constantly grumbling, strapping his
coin dispenser belt back on for in case he may need money once again. As well as his red fanny
pack just incase he may need anything else, like a first aid kit, tissues, pencils, extra pair of glasses, winter gloves, socks, etc.
"I'm so hungry I can eat a cow!" Troy rubbed his grumbling tummy.
There was people in here already, he quickly smiled and just joined in and went straight to ask elves for food or see who would feed him?
Peyton made her way down to the kitchen in the same fashion she goes around Hogwarts: skipping. She's been in just such a darn GOOD mood lately that she was all smiles and giggles.
After tickling the pear, Peyton entered the the kitchen and beamed at the small familiar figure. Hehe. He wasn't going to get away from her. A bet was a bet and Peyton expected Troy to honor it like the Gryffindor he was.
"Hiiiiiii, Troooy!" she greeted, walking fast to where he was and flopping down on a seat, placing her tiny owl purse on her lap.
The redhead wiggled her eyebrows at the first year. "
So, you gonna cook for me?"
EYEBROWS. BEAM.