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This wasn't a class, this was an uproar.
And Grayson was well chuffed.
He crossed his arms across his chest and watched with GREAT interest as the battle unfolded. Were Hook!Flamsteed and Peter Pan really going to have a duel? Bring it. Why wait until the end of the lesson? Settle the score now, while they had sets of eager eyes watching them. Also, Alexa Cambridge was SMEE? And Lottie was some boat person? Lulz. Lulz forever.
WHY in the name of Merlin was he going to give an axe to a freaking twelve year old? And more importantly, was she going to go on a mad rampage with the axe?
Before he could do more than glance over in the direction of the axe!girl, Captain Flamsteed was going ahead and trying to teach them things. Key word: trying. Because guess what? This wasn't a class. It was interesting to note down that they used tubes up there. Packaged food and whatnot. AND the fact that humans can live in space. Great. He doubted whether you can get piping hot pizza in space so this idea got a big fat no from the Slytherin.
And then there was yelling. Of course there was yelling.
Surprisingly, it was from Toby, a guy who was Hufflepuff to the core from what Grayson could tell. And WHY can't they eat the ice cream? Was it tainted? Was it gonna make people act like loonies? Dude needed to know because he'd rather keep his sanity and not be made to wear spandex while prancing around like some sort of Prince Charming or whoever. No thank you.
He also had no idea why there was ticking going on but he wasn't going to stop it. He had a funny feeling that it was going to get annoying though. Just saying.
Was he going to answer the question? Nah! He was having too much fun watching everything go down.
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