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Hawken Terrell · 06-03-2009, 11:40 PM

Honey.....honnnneyyy... Broccoli was in search of honey. He needed some more for a gris gris talisman. He hadn't been able to find jimson weed to make his dandrift problem, so he was trying a different route... And where was the best place to find honey in a castle? The first guess would be a beehive, but Broccoli doubted the castle had beehives, let alone bees.

Therefore, he made his way down to the kitchens. The house elves had to have some honey they could part with.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Celandine

"Oh no Beezley. I'm not up to no good." It was true. "I promise. Maybe you could let me have half a bag? See, I'd eat that much worth of cookies anyway so it's like the same as giving me a fresh batch of cookies except I'd be more thankful! Pleeeeaase Beezley?" Celandine's eyes widened and she pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaded with the little elf.

A familiar voice caught his attention. It was the girl from the common room who had some knowledge of voodoo. "What are you," he sad idling up to her. "Doing down here?" he asked wondering if she was in a less crazy/weird mood then she was the last time they met.

06-03-2009, 11:40 PM	#55 (permalink)
Hawken Terrell Ramora Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: boycotting Posts: 5,194 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aden Broccoli Fifth Year	::squawks:: Rhinestone Ravvie Honey.....honnnneyyy... Broccoli was in search of honey. He needed some more for a gris gris talisman. He hadn't been able to find jimson weed to make his dandrift problem, so he was trying a different route... And where was the best place to find honey in a castle? The first guess would be a beehive, but Broccoli doubted the castle had beehives, let alone bees. Therefore, he made his way down to the kitchens. The house elves had to have some honey they could part with. Quote: Originally Posted by Celandine "Oh no Beezley. I'm not up to no good." It was true. "I promise. Maybe you could let me have half a bag? See, I'd eat that much worth of cookies anyway so it's like the same as giving me a fresh batch of cookies except I'd be more thankful! Pleeeeaase Beezley?" Celandine's eyes widened and she pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaded with the little elf. A familiar voice caught his attention. It was the girl from the common room who had some knowledge of voodoo. "What are you," he sad idling up to her. "Doing down here?" he asked wondering if she was in a less crazy/weird mood then she was the last time they met. __________________