Originally Posted by Bazinga

Bart laughed, he laughed harder and harder. Not at Flamedude nope not at all, he liked the professor and he wanted to learn more awesome dance moves from the man. No it was the idiot seventh year that seemed to think people cared what he did. No one cared really dude, no one. "Right someone already got the healer and if my eyes are correct and well." He looked up front, "Yep they are. People with badges are in charge right now asking us to sit and be patient not jump to prove that you can do a patronous and send one to the headmistress who you know is running the entire school and really doesn't need a play by play about everything."

He glanced back to Flamedude again, "Welfare of her staff, he hurt his back he's not dead. Nothing a potion isn't going to fix pretty quick really. So I think she would be fine letting the healer take this one so she could deal with something else." Bart rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. "Seems to me you just have to pretend your in charge even though you clearly aren't." He laughed again, "That is unless you are one of those people that have to owl their mummy's every time you fart the wrong way." Was he?

He heard someone else's voice and turned to see Mikey, "Sup Mikey" He wasn't arguing he was pointing things out. Turning back he watched as the badged people did their job.

Originally Posted by FireboltAvis88

Sander turned to the older lion and smiled. "I wasn't arguing with Bart. I was just explaining to him why I sent for the Headmistress." he told Michael. Just like he was doing now with him. A simple conversation. Nothing more nothing less.

Then just so no one else decided to point out what the difference between arguing and explaining was, he opened his textbook and buried his head in it. Meaning don't talk to him unless it was something important.

Sander couldn't understand why he was feeling grumpy all of a sudden. He just felt this wave hit him and now he was in a foul mood.