Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Anna giggled softly when she noticed Plymouth's failure to form no more than two words. "Uhhh, what?" she asked, knowing good and well why he'd stopped talking. "Do I...what?" She stood back and simply watched while he stood there---on his knees, mind you---with his mouth hanging wide open in shock. Awww, it surprised him. How...cute. "Plymouth, dear. Why are you on the ground? Get up. I need to talk to you...face to face." Anna glanced over at Jake, who'd just hit Plymouth with a snowball, and smiled sweetly. Poor Plymouth could get ambushed right now and not be able to defend himself.

...and then...Plymouth...handed her another snowball? Was that normal in a snowball fight? Maybe he wanted her to hit Jake? Or maybe...oh. Okay...wow. This was leading off into an odd direction. AT least Cela...or Cale...didn't seem to be around at the moment. Shrugging innocently, Anna brought the snowball to here lips once again. After kissing it, she held it up to Plymouth and whispered, "Remember...Morganna. Instead of shoving it into his face, though, this time, she threw it at his face. I mean, it is a snowball fight, right?


Having been distracted by Plymouth, Anna was completely unprepared for Professor Morgan's snowball. Before she was even aware of the snowball coming towards her, Anna was hit right in the back of the head with it. "What in Merlin's name? WHO in Merlin's name...?!?!?" Anna called out, turning around and around to find the person who'd hit her. Her eyes finally fell on Professor Morgan---evil boss lady. "Alright, Professor! I allowed one in, but don't get too used to that! You see, I'm used to winning!" Anna called out, bending down to retrieve a snowball from the ground. With all her might, she sent in flying towards Professor Morgan, hoping it would hit.