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Daemon · 09-22-2013, 03:49 PM

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

Fern liked having people bow at her. It made her feel like a princess. Or a superstar model. Or a really cool girl band member. She decided that maybe, if Benzi kept on bowing at her, she would call him by his real name and not Super Shorty. Maybe.

"Yorkshire," she answered before adding "My family races winged horses." If Benzi had been up with the racing news, he wouldn't have had to ask that question; their best horse, Lastbiteofcauldroncake, had done incredibly well in all of his races this past year. Next year, he might be able to beat out Fizzing Whizbee.

But after the bowing, Fern was going to give Benzi a pass.

"What about your family?"

"Yorkshire?! You're a northern girl! Aw, blimey, you had to come all the way to London just go back up here," Benzi remarked, frowning a little. "Then again with apparating s'not so bad - you apparated right?" he asked, eyeing her. Perhaps Lake Girl's parents where as out of it as Lake Girl was and they actually took a train down or something.

Now THAT would be dumb.

Wait wait. Did she say.. "WHAT?! There's such a thing as WINGED HORSE RACES?! That's brilliant! What's it like? How do they fly? How d'you even know who comes first? Is it just the horse or is there a rider?" he shot questions at her, SUPER interseting in this new thing he hadn't known existed up to this point. Mummy had never said ANYTHING about it.

"I'm a Londoner," Benzi leaned back in his seat as he smiled proudly. NOTHING better than London, in his opinion. NOTHING.

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Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,753 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2	PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs Fern liked having people bow at her. It made her feel like a princess. Or a superstar model. Or a really cool girl band member. She decided that maybe, if Benzi kept on bowing at her, she would call him by his real name and not Super Shorty. Maybe. "Yorkshire," she answered before adding "My family races winged horses." If Benzi had been up with the racing news, he wouldn't have had to ask that question; their best horse, Lastbiteofcauldroncake, had done incredibly well in all of his races this past year. Next year, he might be able to beat out Fizzing Whizbee. But after the bowing, Fern was going to give Benzi a pass. "What about your family?" "Yorkshire?! You're a northern girl! Aw, blimey, you had to come all the way to London just go back up here," Benzi remarked, frowning a little. "Then again with apparating s'not so bad - you apparated right?" he asked, eyeing her. Perhaps Lake Girl's parents where as out of it as Lake Girl was and they actually took a train down or something. Now THAT would be dumb. Wait wait. Did she say.. "WHAT?! There's such a thing as WINGED HORSE RACES?! That's brilliant! What's it like? How do they fly? How d'you even know who comes first? Is it just the horse or is there a rider?" he shot questions at her, SUPER interseting in this new thing he hadn't known existed up to this point. Mummy had never said ANYTHING about it. "I'm a Londoner," Benzi leaned back in his seat as he smiled proudly. NOTHING better than London, in his opinion. NOTHING. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end