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**Peeves** · 02-23-2009, 10:14 PM

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

After a few minutes had passed, Anna decided to poke her head into the classroom to see if the headmaster had succeeded in getting Peeves to settle down and leave the classroom for good. "Pro---," Anna started to say. She stopped short when she heard the professor's booming voice call out to Peeves, who apparently hadn't stopped, settled down, or left just yet. Oh, no. This could not be good. Anna instinctively drew her wand, only planning to use it if she absolutely had to. Peeves was certainly not a force to be reckoned with...

"Ermmm....yo! Excuse me!" Anna called out, waving her left hand into the air and trying to get Peeves attention. She didn't exactly know what she wanted to say to him, but she'd think of something...right? "Oh, erm....hi," she mumbled, darting in front of the headmaster and catching the potions bottle before it could hit him. She held it tightly in her hand, not wanting to let go of it and allow Peeves the chance to throw it again. "Out, Peeves! Erm....please... We're trying to hold a class here, and erm...." Ohhhh, this was sooooo not working. What do you say to a frazzling out-of-control Poltergeist? There wasn't much she could say... "Peeves! I was just wondering, outside of causing chaos and disrupting the lives of others, what's the one thing you want more than anything else?" she asked, not quite sure where she was getting at with her random question.

Peeves paused, considering her question. He flew forward into Anna's face, his hands behind his back. He held his eyes wide and fluttered his eyelashes as though trying to look, perhaps, like a giant bush baby. "A preeeetty happy sweet pink thestral pony! Orrrrr..... To see what THESE do when you mix them!" With a whoop of glee, he lifted his hands up, revealing in each hand a bottle of noxious looking potions. He held them high over Anna's head and dumped them simultaneously, hoping to splatter the two potions together on Anna's head.

02-23-2009, 10:14 PM	#92 (permalink)
Peeves Puffskein Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: snickers Posts: 1,427 Hogwarts RPG Name: Peeves	Resident School Poltergeist \| Unruly & Malicious Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana After a few minutes had passed, Anna decided to poke her head into the classroom to see if the headmaster had succeeded in getting Peeves to settle down and leave the classroom for good. "Pro---," Anna started to say. She stopped short when she heard the professor's booming voice call out to Peeves, who apparently hadn't stopped, settled down, or left just yet. Oh, no. This could not be good. Anna instinctively drew her wand, only planning to use it if she absolutely had to. Peeves was certainly not a force to be reckoned with... "Ermmm....yo! Excuse me!" Anna called out, waving her left hand into the air and trying to get Peeves attention. She didn't exactly know what she wanted to say to him, but she'd think of something...right? "Oh, erm....hi," she mumbled, darting in front of the headmaster and catching the potions bottle before it could hit him. She held it tightly in her hand, not wanting to let go of it and allow Peeves the chance to throw it again. "Out, Peeves! Erm....please... We're trying to hold a class here, and erm...." Ohhhh, this was sooooo not working. What do you say to a frazzling out-of-control Poltergeist? There wasn't much she could say... "Peeves! I was just wondering, outside of causing chaos and disrupting the lives of others, what's the one thing you want more than anything else?" she asked, not quite sure where she was getting at with her random question. Peeves paused, considering her question. He flew forward into Anna's face, his hands behind his back. He held his eyes wide and fluttered his eyelashes as though trying to look, perhaps, like a giant bush baby. "A preeeetty happy sweet pink thestral pony! Orrrrr..... To see what THESE do when you mix them!" With a whoop of glee, he lifted his hands up, revealing in each hand a bottle of noxious looking potions. He held them high over Anna's head and dumped them simultaneously, hoping to splatter the two potions together on Anna's head. __________________ 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.