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BanaBatGirl · 09-18-2010, 09:00 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ashwinder

"Lucky me, I seem to match a lot of colours." Kellen stepped out from under the floating beans, not particularly wanting to stay there in case Fletcher decided to drop them. Really, he didn't want to stay anywhere near Fletcher; he just wanted to go back to casting charms. Being scholarly, and all that safe, academic stuff.

The bag back where it belonged, Kellen gave Fletcher a brief, not-particularly-sincere smile and turned back to his desk. More as a precaution than anything else, he cast a non-verbal shield charm on himself as he went.

"Yeah..... lucky you match black and blue real well too, doncha?" Fletcher muttered, started to crack his knuckles. Good thing Kellen decided to walk away then because the sight of that kid was enough to get on Fletcher's nerves.

Plus the jelly beans happened to all fall down when Fletcher started to crack his knuckles.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Lexi eyed Fletcher and Stern out of the corner of her eye. Just what were those two up to, hmm? No good, that's what! She bee-lined to their side of the room but was careful not to appear as if she was coming straight for them. Her grandmother's handbag was zooming back and forth between the two boys, so she had a pretty good idea what was going on...and she didn't exactly like it one bit.

Mischievous little boys!

...and when she thought they weren't looking, she ever-so-discreetly pointed her wand a their feet and charmed their shoes a pretty pink color. There now. That should teach them a little lesson about clowning in class.

He shook his head and muttered some rather nasty, rude Irish slang phrases about Kellen and turned back to his work. He leaned back in his chair and studied the sneakoscope, wondering if there was a way to fix the thing.

And that was when he saw them. The awesome, BRAND NEW black dragonhide cowboy boots he had been wearing were now a hideous, incredibly girly shade of pink.

"Oh grossssss," Fletcher grumped, turning his ankles one way and then the other to fully examine the Pepto Bismal spill all over his feet. "Eh why don't you keep your favorite color to yourself, Stern?!" he yelled toward the kid angrily. Because obviously, who else would bother annoying Fletcher like this?

He would get the kid back. Oh yes he would.

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BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	hey. HEY. PROFESSOR HIGHLIGHTS. You. Yeah You. We are NOT "LITTLE BOYS"!!!!!!!!!!!!! Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Ashwinder "Lucky me, I seem to match a lot of colours." Kellen stepped out from under the floating beans, not particularly wanting to stay there in case Fletcher decided to drop them. Really, he didn't want to stay anywhere near Fletcher; he just wanted to go back to casting charms. Being scholarly, and all that safe, academic stuff. The bag back where it belonged, Kellen gave Fletcher a brief, not-particularly-sincere smile and turned back to his desk. More as a precaution than anything else, he cast a non-verbal shield charm on himself as he went. "Yeah..... lucky you match black and blue real well too, doncha?" Fletcher muttered, started to crack his knuckles. Good thing Kellen decided to walk away then because the sight of that kid was enough to get on Fletcher's nerves. Plus the jelly beans happened to all fall down when Fletcher started to crack his knuckles. Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana Lexi eyed Fletcher and Stern out of the corner of her eye. Just what were those two up to, hmm? No good, that's what! She bee-lined to their side of the room but was careful not to appear as if she was coming straight for them. Her grandmother's handbag was zooming back and forth between the two boys, so she had a pretty good idea what was going on...and she didn't exactly like it one bit. Mischievous little boys! ...and when she thought they weren't looking, she ever-so-discreetly pointed her wand a their feet and charmed their shoes a pretty pink color. There now. That should teach them a little lesson about clowning in class. He shook his head and muttered some rather nasty, rude Irish slang phrases about Kellen and turned back to his work. He leaned back in his chair and studied the sneakoscope, wondering if there was a way to fix the thing. And that was when he saw them. The awesome, BRAND NEW black dragonhide cowboy boots he had been wearing were now a hideous, incredibly girly shade of pink. "Oh grossssss," Fletcher grumped, turning his ankles one way and then the other to fully examine the Pepto Bismal spill all over his feet. "Eh why don't you keep your favorite color to yourself, Stern?!" he yelled toward the kid angrily. Because obviously, who else would bother annoying Fletcher like this? He would get the kid back. Oh yes he would. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind