 G1GGL3R! *giggles* My GarBear
Trying to gauge the shortest route for a hasty exit from the kitchen (the cookies really would have to wait for now. his face was at stake here!), he whirled back as a familiar blonde crawled under beside him. 'LIMA!' He was saved ...he thought. He threw his arms around her, clinging on for dear life.
Pushing his hair out of his eyes, he tried to cast another glimpse to see if it were safe to scamper yet. Only to find himself peering up the professor herself. Cue hyperventilating. He flailed a hand at their robes, 'HAA. You can't hex us! Not without one of them badges!' ...he belatedly realised that technically no, since she was a professor, she could pretty much grow them antler ears if she wanted.
EHHHHHH. His accusing finger fell to the back of his neck. 'Errrm, we don't mind the dirty floor so much,' Terry muttered under his breath, 'It was certainly safer than standing out there as blatant targets for a couple JINXES or so.' |