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PatInTheHat · 01-26-2016, 01:31 AM

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Originally Posted by lemon

He made quick work of replacing the cleaning tools and getting the good stuff— the paint. While Dima would normally have wanted every color there, he selected only white, black, and red today. He brought the paints back to his tire after choosing some of the larger larger brushes, pausing to observe Bastien's progress with his... wall.

After a moment's thought, the sixteen year old lifted his now spotless tire up again, moving his camp over to where his cousin was stationed.

And then he busied himself with painting his tire white, insides and outsides and everything in between.

Bastien was about five seconds into his cleaning when he decided that muggles had it rough. Water dripping from the sponge down his arms, said sponge occasionally slipping from his fingers cause of all the soap he added. He was beginning to be a bit of a mess. It wasn't that he was so spoiled that he never cleaned a thing in his life, just that the tasking stuff like this was usually left for wands. The wand he was told he couldn't use. Pity that.

At least he wasn't a weakling, and could put some muscle behind his scrubbing. Even if it was just lean muscle. The humming helped, and look! He was even getting company. Not bothering to stop with his scrubbing, he tilted his head at an odd angle to see what Dima was doing. "What are you painting it white?" Was this some artistic thing he wouldn't get?

01-26-2016, 01:31 AM	#224 (permalink)
PatInTheHat Chizpurfle Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: In The Clouds. Posts: 10,784 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maximiliano Delgado Sixth Year x6 x3	cleaning - 2 Browncoat l Extra Syrup l Kita's Strong Confident Other Half l Lemon Patch Quote: Originally Posted by lemon He made quick work of replacing the cleaning tools and getting the good stuff— the paint. While Dima would normally have wanted every color there, he selected only white, black, and red today. He brought the paints back to his tire after choosing some of the larger larger brushes, pausing to observe Bastien's progress with his... wall. After a moment's thought, the sixteen year old lifted his now spotless tire up again, moving his camp over to where his cousin was stationed. And then he busied himself with painting his tire white, insides and outsides and everything in between. Bastien was about five seconds into his cleaning when he decided that muggles had it rough. Water dripping from the sponge down his arms, said sponge occasionally slipping from his fingers cause of all the soap he added. He was beginning to be a bit of a mess. It wasn't that he was so spoiled that he never cleaned a thing in his life, just that the tasking stuff like this was usually left for wands. The wand he was told he couldn't use. Pity that. At least he wasn't a weakling, and could put some muscle behind his scrubbing. Even if it was just lean muscle. The humming helped, and look! He was even getting company. Not bothering to stop with his scrubbing, he tilted his head at an odd angle to see what Dima was doing. "What are you painting it white?" Was this some artistic thing he wouldn't get? __________________ ♥ I won't pass up on the danger ♥ I'd miss out on the fun ♥_____ ______________♥We'll live while we're young ♥ We'll chase down the sun ♥_________________________