 G1GGL3R! *giggles* My GarBear
Sauntering into the kitchens, hardly bothering to hide neither his identity or his true purpose for being there, Terry made a beeline instantly for the counters. COOKIESSSS. Where were they? He needed his double-dripping-with-chocolate-cookies! ...and preferable ASAP. Hmf. Where were those house elves when he needed them?
Idly he noticed a mini ...WAR going on right beside him and he side-stepped the corner. Sharpish. No way was he sticking around to be hit by a stray curse his way. No siree.
Creeping under the counter, he peeked out from above. No reason why he couldn't be there and watch though, right? Especially since, upon a closer look, he found this was VANNIE with ...a professor? |