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Puck groaned as the potion slipped through her lips, and well…she wanted to spit it out but she didn’t. It tasted like straight up bitter, whatever the bitter flavor would taste like on its own, this was it. But ten times worse. She blinked and glanced over to Kace, and felt it. A ripple of hate, pure unadulterated hate flow through her body.
”oh please Kace, its not because of me. I’m not the problem…maybe it’s the fact that you are here?” she snapped back at his hate filled comments. ”please looking at your gorilla-arms and giant neck probably made him go I DON’T KNOW WHICH GLOVE IS WHICH…WHERE’S THE OTHER ONE?” she hiss yelled at the guy.
God, she wanted to throw something at him. And she was going to. She stomped her way over to the portrait and tried to take it off the wall. She was going to smash the bewildered face over Kace’s head. It had to had done.
But then she had another idea. Angrily she conjured a bunch of penguin plushies and watched as they fell to the ground in front of her. "Penguins. Are. Stupid. Flightless. Birds...JUST like a quidditch player who can't FLY because of laws" she growled. Pointing her wand at the plushies she did it...the evil horrendous thing. "Incendio" there it was.
A flaming pile of penguins.
Kace was getting even more angry at Puck. He did NOT have gorilla arms.
"Well maybe if you stop talking with that big fat mouth of yours maybe the portrait wouldn't have been scared of you." he chuckled evily and thought it was funny. Then she really had done it. She cast plushie penguins his favorite animal and he watched them burned and get insulted. Noww he was getting really angry. He glared at her. He smirked and had something evil planned.
"Well you know vintage record are sooo stupid! I mean who listen to this anymore!?" he conjured one up in his hand. He even had her favorite band on it to make it even better.
"I mean really who are you trying to impress your grandma?" he spit out.
"THESE THINGS ARE SOO OUT DATED!" he yelled and got his wand out and smirked devilishly.
"Incendio!" he conjured laughed at the record burning.
There you go, flaming vintage records of her favorite bands in front of her eyes. Take that godzilla.