London Shopping Mall [Mission for Department of Accidents and Catastrophes]
 

You step inside a quiant little shopping mall just outside of London. Unfortunately, the place is in a bit of a wreck today. A young witch has gotten ahold of her mother's wand and somehow animated a dress in one of the stores. The witch and her mother have long since fled the scene, but now the Obliviators and Accidental Magic Reversal Squad have to fix the problem.

ooc: Please do not start RPing until SweetAussie has begun the RP as the muggles. Any posts before then will be deleted.

The dress moved as if it was possessed with the most evil thing possible. It was like there was an invisible person inside of it. It could sense the fear of the muggles in the centre and fed off this. Continuously growing because of this. The dress was making its way out of the clothing store when it noticed a woman looking at the display manikin. With quick fluid motions, (almost like magic) the dress slowly tied up the woman to the display with other articles or clothing.

The dress didn’t particularly have any thoughts. It only had a purpose and that was to create chaos and havoc to all it crosses.

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Sheree loved shopping, her day wasn’t complete without a bit of shopping or a chance to buy new clothes. She also loved the mannequins, so she spent hours looking at them. Peculiar hobbies, yes, but that was what she liked to do.

Sheree was in a good mood; she had some extra cash and was willing to spend it. A sharp tugging to her arm pulled her out of her happy daydreaming. She was being attached to the mannequin with clothes. Sheree screamed as she glanced to see who was behind all this. Her face fell as she saw a dress with nobody in it, instructing pieces of clothing to continue tying her up. “I’m going crazy” She thought to herself. Sheree continued to scream, trying to stay conscious but she could feel her brain starting to black out.



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Miranda slowly moved through the clothes shop. “That’s right, one foot in front of the other. I’ve been doing it for 80 odd years and I’ll continue to do it until I walk myself to the grave.” She complained to herself. Walking was getting to be a tiresome task for Miranda. She however was stubborn and was not going to give into a walking device. So she continued to trudge her way around, taking twice, not triple the time to do anything.

Mrs. Santo stopped dead in her tracks as she heard a woman scream. “No respect the youth of today has. A lady cannot even go by her shopping in peace and quiet anymore.” She said, shaking her fist in the air and turning around to face the woman. The sight she saw, made her drop all her shopping and take hostage in the dressing room she was standing in. No one had seen her move that fast in years. “I must have forgotten my medication this morning.” She said to herself, and she stayed firmly shut up in the dressing room.


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The dress got bored of this store and continued to make its way towards the exit. Loud music could be heard from the nearby music shop, where a teenage boy was playing a guitar. The dress flew over and started to play the drums on his head.


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Jack was happily playing the guitar when he noticed someone was using his head as a drum. He turned around to see a dress, with no arms. Jacks’ mouth fell open and he stood there in shock. The pounding on his head continued to get harder, so he tried to get out of the way. It was no use, as Jack soon discovered. He used the guitar in his hand as a bat and tried to hit the dress with it. It only made the dress’ angrier and move on to grabbing other things to attack him with.



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The dress picked up a trumped and placed it over the boys head.


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Jack continued to fumble around until all went dark. He couldn’t see a thing.



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Aaron was sitting behind his register, reading his favourite magazine ‘so you want to be a rock star.’ A loud sound in his store made him call out “HEY! If you break anything you buy it.” He hated it when the kids started to play with all the instruments. Hesitantly, he put the magazine down and he went to see what the problem was. More crashes were heard. “OI…What did I say, you little punk?” He continued to scream. “You better run boy, because when I catch my hands on…” Aaron stopped as he saw a dressing attacking a teenager. He ran over and tried to stop the dress from continuing to attack the boy.

Hatty walked into the shopping mall,not knowing quuite what to expect.It was reaking havoc in the Mall,Muggles being attacked,the dress flying everywhere..It was now heading for a man,with a wand in his hand.He must work in the same department as her.With that she ran towards him,the dress still flying at in his direction,she was coming a closer,with that,she whispered a spell,which didnt catch the attention of the Muggles,but it was enough to scare the somehow living dress in another direction..

Hatty saw another what looked like another Witch run into the shop.She darted over to her,a little out of breath,being careful to duck from the dress.She reached the other women..She smiled at her."Im Hatty.."she said quickly introducing herself,panting a little

OOC: Please do not RP the dress...That is my job. Therefore the dress is not flying towards any of the MOM staff, because I never RPed that.




The dress was growing stronger by the people's fear. His attacks would be bigger and better as more fear came. The dress now grabbed the drums from the music store and placed it over the boys head. Trapping his arms.


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Jack felt a crash over his head, as he became trapped by the arms, he fell to the floor and decided to use his legs as weapons. He was scared and confused, panic was starting to overcome him as he struggled to face the facts that he was actually being attacked by a dress.

Miranda jumped as she heard someone knocking on the door. Can't a lady stay locked up in a dressing room if she wanted to. "Leave me alone!" she called.

"Barking mad I tell you. I've gone barking mad! I should have listen to Morty when he told me to take my medication. I wont be skipping them again, I'll tell you!" She complained, while staying firmly shut in the dressing room.

Katya found herself in a muggle shopping mall. It was odd, even without the chaos! Staring at a strange contraption through one of the store windows, she almost forgot the reason they were here in the first place.

But still...

She leaned in close to look at the moving people in the box. It was almost like a picture, only there were voices coming out of it!

Ivan appeared at Katya's elbow. She seemed transfixed by a strange muggle device. "Help me give that muggle over there a hand?" Ivan nudged Katya and motioned to the fainting woman. Fainting was good. Fainting people were easy to obliviate and set up with new memories. They should stir while the potion was boiling (a favorite old saying of one of Oliver's school professors).

Annabel sighed softly. This woman was hard to deal with. "Ma'am. Please do come out. Morty is missing you dearly and he has your medication in case you want to take it," she said, loudly but gently. Annabel gripped her wand tightly in her pocket, waiting for the woman's response.

Annabel winced and softly groaned. This might take a while. "I'm so sorry, for mentioning it," she said as she dodged the things that the woman threw. "But don't you think it'd be better if you came out? Staying in this dressing room won't help get rid of whatever has happened. You can't stay in here forever Ma'am. Please get out Ma'am. Everyone's worried about you," Annabel said in between her throws and as she dodged the items.

"I'm on it like a flobberworm on lettuce!" Katya exclaimed, grinning over her shoulder at her boss (which nearly caused her to lose her head as she tripped over the prone woman's body).

"Whoopsiedaisies!" she giggled and bent over the muggle, peeling her eyelids back like she'd just seen them do on that muggle box. What was she looking for? The woman's eyes were rolled back.

Ew...

Pointing her wand at the lady from under the robes, Katya wondered what memory to give her... grinning rather devilishly, she murmured "Obliviate."

Apparating to the mall; late as usually Kallisto looked around for the dressing rooms. The muggle was suppose to be in there right? Spotting a lady who was talking to someone behind a door Kallisto grinned. She had found the dressing rooms. Running over there she noticed that the lady (she now noticed that she must be a witch) Was not having an easy time getting the muggle out. "Hi" Kalli whispered to the witch. "I'm here to help." She said simply with a smile. It was obvious the witch was in a different department.

"Um excuse me miss? I'm sorry for the confusion but we seemed to have kind of made a mess here." The 21 year old said to the door in a sweet voice. She had to come up with a good lie. That's the only thing muggles believed anyways. "You see, I am Kallisto Bronte, I'm a movie producer and you see...we were using this spot to film our new movie "Attack of the Crazy Dress" The problem is, is that we forgot to block off the area. Sooo of course when our mechanical dress started to attack our actor people go scared." Kallisto gave a big fake sigh. "I'm sorry for all this ma'am, but can I kindly ask that you step out of the dressing room? We have to clear the area to make sure no one else was traumatized by our huge mistake." She ended. Wondering if the lie would work on the muggle she turned to the other witch and shrugged.

Jake apparated onto a crazy scene. Trying to stay discreet he noticed Farren waiting against a wall and walked up to her, gently tapping her on the shoulder. "Fun stuff eh?" he whispered as he surveyed the scene.

"Hmmm... it seems like we have a couple muggles thinking they can control this mess. Well I know you're quite the musician yourself from what I've heard. How about you take the poor fellow with the thingy on his head, and I'll take his wannabe hero trying to take a swing at the dress." Jake laughed.

He took out his wand, and quietly placed it up his sleeve as he approached the muggles, not wanting to startle them and have them attack him instead.

As he neared, Jake flashed his wand and aimed it at the dress and shouted "impedimenta!" Jake watched and hoped that it would slow the dress down, but not wanting to let it rest at that, he shouted "Finite!" as found himself jumping between the muggles and the dress to protect them in case his spells backfired.

"I think you should keep your nose out of my business, Missy. I can stay I can stay in here for as long as I like." She Huffed.

Sheree's mind slipped into a happy place, everything was right again and she stayed in a sleepy state.

Oh! it all made sense to Miranda now. "Yes my dear. That's all i wanted to hear. An explanation. I wasn't asking much." She said opening up the dressing room. "I appreciate your honesty, dear. It's not easy to make mistakes and have to admit them.

The dress was under attack! He was starting to slow down and struggle. He wouldn't let them win so easily. Must, keep, fighting!

It wasn't working, he could feel that he was getting beaten.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the dress begin to slow down. Deep inside he feared throwing himself between the dress and the muggles would lead to an embarrassing attack - but it was working! The dress was almost tiring! However, he couldn't do it himself. He needed one more wand to join him.

"Over here!!" he yelled out, hoping someone from his team would respond. "I have it tiring. One more wand should do the trick! Quick slow it down with "Impedimenta and then knock it off with "finite!" and I think we have this dress under control!" Jake cried.

As he held his wand steady waiting for back up, he continued to move himself around the dress, keeping his body between the muggles and himself. "Don't worry," he reassured the muggles "It's just a silly prank gone wrong. You know kids now adays. It will be over before you know it." He told them - as he laughed to himself knowing how true that statement really was - the muggles would not remember a thing about this once the obliviators were through with them.

That's it! The dress was gone. He still continued to try and fight..but it really was no use. He could hardly move. He lowered to the ground, still fighting a little, he couldn't attack any more. The dress used it's last bit of energy and landed on the man starting the attacks.

Madeline blinked. "I'm going to be completely honest with you Dan...something terrible just happened up in the Committee on Experimental Charms and I'm afraid my memory has gone completely haywire. I honestly have no idea what you are talking about," she said sadly. "But it sounds like a good thing! Keep up the good work!"

"Now, where is Ivan?" she muttered. "I must go find him, excuse me," she added, walking down the hall and craning her head looking him. It was quite obvious that the Department Head was not in her right mind.

Ivan patted Katya on the shoulder again. "Good work. Now you just patch her up with a plausible memory...say, there's Maddy." Ivan stood, stepped over the prone muggle and meandered up to his boss.

"Looks like things are getting under control. Ivan gestured behind him and then shoved both hands deep into his pockets, grinning proudly.

Jake breathed a huge sigh of relief as the dress finally collapsed on him. "Not exactly my color or style is it?" He laughed as he held the dress up on himself. "I should hang on to this as a keepsake. This was one unique mission." Jake said still laughing.

"Madeline! Great to see you. You missed a good task here. Too bad you didn't join us sooner, you could have had a great dance with this dress here. Luckily everything's now under control. We just have to take care of these muggles and we'll head on out of here." Jake smiled. "What brings you out here anyway? Everything ok?"

"Thank goodness that's done and over with. Let's take a look around and make sure all the muggles are accounted for and help the obliviators round them up. Then we need to take care of this mess here. It's amazing the mess a simple dress can create. And to think a child started all this. Her parents will have quite the story to share with her when she gets older."

"Ivan!" Madeline cried in delight as she noticed the Obliviatior had come over to her, "Oh my goodness, I'm so glad I found you!"

With that, she flung herself into his arms and smiled widely, a smile that made her look crazied. Something was obviously not right with the woman. "Something terrible happened at the Ministry, I need you to come back and help some people...their memories are all mixed up! I knew that you could do it, you're so talented! And you're the head of your Division, of course!"

She began to tug on his arm, "Come on, let's go! We must not waste any time!"

"No, I'm afraid it's not ok," she said sadly to Jake, "And why does everyone keep talking about a dress? Oh well, you said you got it under control, so...keep up the good work!"

"Oh, but it is bad, Dan! Bad, bad, very bad! The Committee of Experimental Charms is in shambles, and I'm afraid there is going to be some extensive water damage. Ivan, I'll explain everything when we get there, let's go!" she said, tugging on his arm once more.

Bertina hurried around the corner and spotted her Division Head, Jake. "Hi Jake, nothing out of the ordinary seems to be happening in other parts of the mall...everyone else seems to be going about their daily shopping as if nothing has happened." she informed her boss.

"Oh, hello Miss Grau, is something wrong?" she asked, noticing that the Head was there.

Ivan's surprise at having his boss throw herself at him was only surpassed by his surprise that she was complimenting him. Usually she gave him a pleasant smile, followed by a thoroughly deserved dressing-down for his shoddily constructed paperwork (literally - he tended to have to piece the bits back together with glue after they'd been inadvertantly blown up, transfigured, eaten by a kneazle and so forth).

"Uh...nice to..uh..okay." She was already dragging him along, and babbling (Babbling!) at people they passed. Yes, indeedy, something was very, very wrong!

"What did you say happened again?"

"Oh, hello Bertina!" she said happily, waving at her employee, "Yes, something is wrong, but dear Ivan here is coming to fix it, so don't worry!" she explained as they passed.

"Well, it started with this Corranda Melvicks woman," Madeline began, still dragging the poor man as she continued her story. She turned around so she was facing him and began walking backwards. "She said that she had a spell to present to the Committee on Experimental Charms, and I'm not sure what happened in there but I went to check up on them, and they were all celebrating the fact that her spell had been passed. So we were all toasting drinks and suddenly everyone started getting sick, and then something got dumped on my head!" she exclaimed.

She took a deep breath and then continued her story. "Anyways, I'm not sure what happened then, I think I passed out, but then Corranda was making it snow in the office, and I'm not sure what happened then but someone pulled me out of the office and I was in the hall with everyone else. Someone ended up getting Corranda bound to a chair and I think the Aurors are there, I'm not sure, and someone is going to get Healers. And everyone's memory seems to be going berserk, like with me. I didn't know where the Healers where! Isn't that silly?" she giggled and accidentally walked backwards into a nearby wall. "I'm not sure what is going on back there...actually, it seems like I'm not sure about a lot of stuff!"

And with that the woman collapsed into a fit of giggles again, but she still continued to drag Ivan out of the shopping mall.

"I don't know what I'd do if my child pulled something like this. At least I could probably keep the incident quite and just have the team secretly set things right. The poor parents of this kid must be mortified. I haven't seen them yet... in fact we should make sure the wand is back with Mom, or we may be finding ourselves in for a really long day here."

Jake paused he heard Dan tell him about Madeline. "Wait...wait slow down...what happened?" He began to ask, as Madeline interrupted the conversation.

"Never mind the dress...what do you mean everything isn't alright? What happened? How can I help? Just say the word and I'll give final instructions for my team and accompany you back to the Ministry. We're just wrapping things up here anyway now that the attacking dress has been tamed." Jake grinned, shaking his head at the crazy situation around him.

As they passed the man (Ivan couldn't remember his name), Ivan twirled his finger around by his temple - the universal 'gone cuckoo' sign - and then pointed at Madeline. Obviously she'd been hit hard with a spell of some sort, and Ivan could only imagine how everyone else might be doing. This could be fun... Ivan mentally rubbed his hands together in delighted anticipation.

"So do you have any idea which spell she used? Potion-based? Incantation?" But perhaps he ought to start with the basics. "Do you know your name? How old you are?" He was just curious about that last bit.

Madeline giggled, "Silly Ivan, of course I know my name and age! I'm Madeline Christina Grau, Department Head, and I am 28 years old," she answered with confidence. "I can't remember much that has happened today, though." she added sadly, "So I'm afraid I have no idea what kind of spell she used...I'm pretty sure it was a potion though, I do remember something wet being dumped on my head, and as far as I know, I'm the only one with any memory problems at the moment."

"Jake, just finish up whatever you need to do here and then you can come back," she told him, because she still had no idea what was going on in the shopping mall, "Come along, Ivan, we need to apparate back to the Ministry ASAP!"

"Memory loss? While she was at the Ministry? But how?" Jake thought aloud. "What is going on back there? I guess we need to wrap things up a bit more quickly then I thought and head back to the Ministry. By the sounds of it, it looks like we're needed there just as badly as we're needed here."

Jake watched the Obiliviator give him the cuckoo sign as he pointed at Madeline. Jake bit his lip and tried not to laugh. In reality it wasn't a funny situation, but watching Madeline stand there so cluelessly was something he just wasn't used to. "Go ahead," Jake said to the obliviator. "I'll secure the scene here. You're needed more back at the Ministry then here. I'll check in on things as soon as I return."

"Alright Madeline, but I'm checking in with you as soon as I get back. I want to hear the full story of what happened...well as much as you can remember anyway. Seeing as you haven't lost your full memory, I think you'll be just fine. Besides you're in very good hands here. Be careful heading back." Jake cautioned, not knowing what was happening back at the Ministry. "I'll see you soon." Jake said as he turned and grabbed Dan's shoulder to head him back to find all the muggles and make sure they were alright, too.

"28? Hmmm...I couldn't sworn you looked..." No, better not say. "So..uh, potion...you know, I don't really--" But she was urging him to apparate them. So, Ivan took his memory-impaired boss and apparated them both (no point in taking the chance she apparate herself into a wall).

ooc: where to next?

Madeline smiled at Jack as he walked away. He seemed to have...whatever was happening here under control. "Alright, let's go back to the Ministry!" she said happily to Ivan as he grabbed her arm and they Apparated back to the office.

ooc: To the Committee on Experimental Charms office back on Level 3 ;)

Seeing everything was ok with his team, Jake went back to take care of the muggles he had just thrown himself in front of. One of them looked fairly dazed and appeared to have what looked like a trumpet on his head. "Oh this will be fun," Jack thought to himself as he went over to the guy and genty tried to lift it off his head but it was stuck. "Well this creates a dilemma." Jack found himself grunting aloud.

He put his hand on the muggle's shoulder. Everything's going to be ok. There was an errmmm... earthquake and things got pretty badly shaken around the shop. It looks as though you were standing among the musical instruments as they came crashing down. Rotten luck eh? No worries though, I'm a police officer and I'm here to help you. If you'll just relax, I'll have this off you in no time." Jake told the muggle as he took out his wand and wracked his brain for a solution.

Realizing there was still another muggle a few feet away from him that had tried to step in and help his muggle companion. Jake gasped. He had forgotten the guy was there. Calling out to one of his teammates, Jake tried to talk in code. "Hey can another officer..." Jake hoped they'd realize by officer he meant ministry worker "come over here and help this mug...err.. customer. He appears to be rather shaken up. It seems some clothing racks came down on him during this earthquake" Jake winked "and he being in shock thought the clothes were attacking him, so of course is a bit confused and needs some tending to."

Noticing that Jake had gotten rid of the dress and basically taken care of everything (except a trumpet on a some poor muggle man's head) Kallisto turned back to the lady and smiled at her. "Thank you so much so coming out. Now can you please come with me? I have to talk to my boss for a quickly second then find the best way to get you out of here." She said grabbing the old lady's arm and pulling her with her as she walked up to Jake.

"I got her convinced that this was all some sort of muggle movie thing. I'm not to good at modifying people's memories so I need some help on that." Kallisto muttered from the conner of her mouth, making sure that the lady would not hear her. "Oh and Evanesco; the vanishing spell would work will with that." She added quietly pointing to the man with the trumpet on his head.

"A muggle movie? Now that is clever. But the truth is there was an earthquake." Jake winked, not wanting to blow the story he had just made up for the muggles he was working on. "It ummmm...must have disrupted the movie set here. A shame really as the movie was really taking off." Jake joked. As he subtly raised his wand and touched the trumpet, quietly muttering, "evanesco." "That should do it now. So how are you feeling?" He asked the muggles around him. "Besides being a little shaken up, is everyone ok?"

"Kallisto dear," would you be so kind as to get one of our special officers," Jake began to ask hoping she'd realize he was talking about fetching an obliviator, "so they can take a look at our guests here and make sure they're ok."

"Pffft" Katya scoffed as she walked back from the toilet (so she'd needed a little break, nature was calling!!!) to find ministry officials from the other departments trying to modify memories, "Amateurs..."

She pasted on a bright smile and bounced over to the group of muggles, her wand firmly in hand under her coat, "Ohmigod!" Zap, she obliviated a muggle, "Did you guys see how that totally hot stunt double jumped off the second floor balcony?!"

And Bam! Another muggle obliviated with the totally easy non-verbal spell.

Okay, so she'd admit that the muggle filming story was a good cover, "And the effects! Woah the effects! I had no idea they did it that way, who woulda thunk it, eh?"

Throwing in some American slang she'd picked up from watching those moving picture boxes felt like a good idea.

Miranda followed the nice young lady over to her boss. "Yes the boss, take me to the boss." She said. When she arrived to the boss Miranda tapped her foot angrily. "You are the boss... Mister, this is very unprofessional."

"Relax Dan! This hasn't been an easy mission for anyone. I'm sure they're here somewhere. There is a lot to be done and they're not the only ones who have a job to do. They might already be with some of the muggles we haven't gotten to yet. So please don't go obliviating people. One mistake and that's tons of paperwork I have to do, and I really hate paperwork! So hold your wand!" Jake warned.

"Ahhh! See Dan, here they come!" Jake said as he watched an obliviator slyly come in and begin to obliviate some memories.

"A bit too easy, isn't it?" Jake laughed as he watched the obliviator in action.

"Dan!!" Jake yelled out, "You're not going anywhere when there's a clean up to do!" But too late, he had left. "That boy will pay!" Jake mumbled angrily. "He thinks hanging around the office in between missions is boring now..." Jake said gritting is teeth. "Just wait unitl I get back and he finds himself sitting for the next few missions, that will teach him to up and leave a mission and abandon your teammates."

"Ahhh yes. I'm very sorry. You are absolutely right, it is very unprofessional of this to happen. I'm afraid I don't have any excuses for you today. I just let things get out of hand, and I'm very sorry Ma'am. If you'd like to file a complaint about my umm. . . performance today, let me take you to my coworker here and he'd be happy to help you. " Jake said, adding a sigh of disappointment for effect as he led her to an obliviator.

The muggles whose memories she had just modified were looking very much like Ocean whenever she went to visit his flat... she giggled as the thought struck her, but quickly covered it up when Jake Reilly came over.

"Oh dear, what's he done now?" she asked the disgruntled looking woman, ready to zap her at any moment. She decided to enjoy this for a while... make Jake sweat a bit under the collar...

Jake gave the Obliviator a playful glaring look. "Sure encourage the crazy muggle woman as she rants on about what a mess things are," Jake muttered.

He decided to play along, "Well, as this nice woman has pointed out, and rightfully so, I seem to have let things get a bit out of control today. Very unprofessional of me...very unprofessional." Jake said shaking his head. "I have sincerly apologized and have assured this lovely lady that I would excuse myself from the job and have a more experienced coworker help her, as I seemed to have failed miserably today." Jake continued trying to keep a straight face - he was actually enjoying this.

"Finally! Incompetence. Of course I want to make a complaint. I can't even enjoy a peaceful day of shopping without hooligans running all over the place. You are Lucky I didn't put myself in cardiac distress with all this commotion. " She babbled on, looking up at the so called co-worker. "This is unacceptable, unprofessional and just down right wrong. I am an old lady, too old for this." Miranda said angrily.

"While we rescued everyone and may I say we did a fantastic job at that," Jake nodded, "Do we ever leave a scene without taking care of the magical mess that was left behind. I know these muggles now believe a variety of things happened here, but we could at least fix the things that were destroyed in the chaos of this mission, things like the busted manequins, broken instruments, and torn dresses. Trust me, they'll still be plenty of clean up for the muggles to clean up even with us taking care of these things." Jake said as he looked around to see clothes scattered around the floors, manequins that were still in one piece lying everywhere, instruments strewn about that seemed to be in decent condition.

"Oh and speaking of muggles, has anyone checked them to make sure that they are all still in one piece? I know their memories have been modified, but are there any physical injuries we need to take care of before we leave, as well. These are all things we need to think about before we apparate back to the ministry. We're professionals, it shouldn't take long for us to do Dan."

"Hey watch it Dan, I'm still you're boss you know. I can bore you all I want," Jake laughed.

"So shall we begin to clean up this mess?" Jake asked as he headed over to the musical intruments that were in pieces all over the floor. "Reparo" Jake said as she flashed his wand and watched as the pieces magically repaired themselves. "Ahhh if only Muggles knew the job of magic," he joked as he continued to repair the damage the dress had made throughout the store.

"You know Dan, that's a really good question, I say when we're done here . . . a really good hex is due on a few of our coworkers. Let them figure out who to reverse that," Jake said with a devilish girn. "You in on it?" He chuckled as some crazy ideas ran through his head."

As Jake thought of a plan, he continued doing a final sweep of the store cleaning and repairing the mess left behind by the crazy dress.

With a final wave of his wand, the last broken piece - a broken hinge on the dressing room door flew up and straightened itself properly back into place. Jake guided his wand to hang the door back up again and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Done! What do you say we get out of here then, Dan? After you..." he said as he readied himself to apparate back to the department.

Doing a once over of the area, Jake was pleased to see that the clean up had gone fairly smoothly. Of course he left a bit of a trail behind to go with the stories the obliviators had given, but the major damage was now repaired.

With a loud, Jake disappeared, following Dan back to the ministry.