 Resident School Poltergeist | Unruly & Malicious
WHEEEEE!!! Peeves squealed with glee. He couldn't wait to watch all the Slytherins slihter out of the great hall when they saw what was inside the box, but before he had a chance -
Really, glitter? That was the best you could come up with, Storm?! Here, let a real poltergiest show you how it's done!
Peeves started to open the box, but nobody was paying attention to him. And now Bighead Boy was trying to take his box away! "OH NO YOU DON'T!" He held on for dear life, but it was no use.
And now Storm was trying to steal his box. He was NOT having that! He'd already been shown up once by this little polter!twerp! "THAT'S MINE!!!"
He grabbed the box full of slimy things and dumped it in Bighead Boy's lap. "Aww, you're no fun! Later, Slytherpoops!" he screeched, dive-bombing their heads as he zoomed out again. That'll show them to ignore him!
__________________ You're nothing more than a pickle-headed prune biscuit-eating bulldog.
P.S. Your bowtie is crooked. And your pink thestral pony is super girly. |