A Poop * k8 *
Aboli was actually very appreciative of the professor not knocking her answer. Well, good. She thought it was something INTERESTING and not boring. It was also probably why she just didn't like cats as much. This girl right here would not become cat-nip, thank you very much. She did, however, notice the look on one Nina????'s face and kept the scowl she WANTED to show inside. Death is only natural... she thought to herself. And if cats wanted to nibble on humans, then...it just meant humans were inferior once dead, right?
But before her mind could whiiiiirl off in that direction, they were directed to complete the obstacle course with their little kitties! She set him down and picked ONE of each kind of toy. Mouse, ball, string thingy, fish...grabbed a harness and did her best to pull it onto Sparticus who honestly just flopped on the ground as soon as she had set him there. "Come on, you - work with me, here!" she huffed a bit. "I can tell you're being to be lousy at the obstacle course. That's all right though. We're not all meant to be athletes. Maybe you're more of a leisure kneazle," she said gently as she patted behind his ears. Her dog would be more than eager about all this FUN...but this kneazle here seemed L A Z Y.
And she would much rather work alone for this. This seemed hard enough let alone having to deal with a partner. Even if she DID like some of these people...still. She watched as her classmates went. The boy who had grabbed Noah asked if he should YELL at the cat, and that made her chuckle quite a bit. Children, honestly. Always though yellin' would solve their problems - look at her little brother. Liam was like...one? And he yelled a whole lot. She did not miss his tantrums at all, but she DID miss his cute little face when he was being sweet. One Gryffindor boy was having very little luck with his cat...it had just HISSED at him. Merlin. Poor Ewan's cat looked stubborn.
Aboli stood up and thought she'd try to give it a go. "All right, Sparticus, listen up, buddy." She stood over him, hands on her hips. "You might not be athletic, and that's okay, but we got to do our best. Always got to do our best." She had a FIRM tone. "So....let's decide which toy we like best, eh?" she picked up the mouse and gave it a little flip of her hand. Sparticus' tail lashed playfully, but he rolled onto his back. Mouse...........but so..........laaaaaaaaaaazy....why doesn;t the HOOMAN just bring it to hiiiimmmmm? She was nice and all, but the mouse toy was just not CUTTING IT.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |