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Abbi wasn't so sure, but she took Gold's words for all its worth, why would a teacher hurt her students right? Smiling up at Gold she nodded then tried to place the cookie sheet on her back by twisting her body around and casting the same spell, this time it worked from the first time!! She giggled and looked up at Gold watching her as she enlarged a cutting board. "Wow".
"I'm not sure if the spatulas are safe" she said looking over the counter for stuff to use. She took a spatula any way and stuck it under her armpit to hit with it if her wand failed her. Which knowingly it would.
Okay so she needed things for arms and legs, bleh, maybe she should cover herself up with that cookie sheet like the suit of armor she saw on her first day. With that she started fixating it like Gold showed her down her legs and arms.
"You're getting excellent, at the spell," Gold said, encouragingly. It was quite true, too. Abbi was getting very good at it.
"I think the plastic ones should pretty much be," Gold said, thoughtfully. Plastic, that should be fine. Metal had a higher possibility of causing some sort of damage. To begin with, it was much harder. Then, when it got deformed, it could get deformed pretty bad. In ways that can poke out and be sharp and pretty evil!evil. Eeep!
"Do you want to try some of the frosting, Abbi?" She asked Abbi cheerfully. She picked up the bowl and, poking the frosting with her wand, turned it into scarlet, but somewhat sticky, glitter. Because the frosting did not feel very nice, when applied on the skin. Though Gold could always untransfigure the glitter, back into the frosting, if Abbi wanted to try that.
In the meanwhile --- using her gloved, left hand, Gold applied a coat of the glitter, on her as-of-yet completely clean cheek. Two stripes, red Indian-style. Now she needed a mirror!
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"You're getting excellent, at the spell," Gold said, encouragingly. It was quite true, too. Abbi was getting very good at it.
"I think the plastic ones should pretty much be," Gold said, thoughtfully. Plastic, that should be fine. Metal had a higher possibility of causing some sort of damage. To begin with, it was much harder. Then, when it got deformed, it could get deformed pretty bad. In ways that can poke out and be sharp and pretty evil!evil. Eeep!
"Do you want to try some of the frosting, Abbi?" She asked Abbi cheerfully. She picked up the bowl and, poking the frosting with her wand, turned it into scarlet, but somewhat sticky, glitter. Because the frosting did not feel very nice, when applied on the skin. Though Gold could always untransfigure the glitter, back into the frosting, if Abbi wanted to try that.
In the meanwhile --- using her gloved, left hand, Gold applied a coat of the glitter, on her as-of-yet completely clean cheek. Two stripes, red Indian-style. Now she needed a mirror!
Hehe.
Okay she was done, her entire body was wrapped in cookie sheet and had a small pot on her head with a spatula under her arm. Anything more and she won't be able to walk! Giggling at Gold she nodded, "I like the red better than what he applied" she pointed at Xylon with her thumb. "Yes please, i'd like to" she grinned and perked her face up for Gold. "Red like Lions!!" she giggled, she was not a lion, maybe a pup. Yeah, she was a pup.
Carter laughed as he heard Ella. "Need some help?" he asked calling over to her. "I'll be right back." he said to Marie. He then walked over to where Ella was. He knocked on the pot a few times just for fun.
Ella recognized Carter's voice and laughed. "Yes, please.. I can't even break the pot on something because it's metal," she chuckled, racking her brain for some spell to get her out of the mess she was in. A pot stuck on her head? Now that was a first...
"Hey!" she laughed again as he knocked on the pot. It sent lots of buzzing and ringing to her ears. "Pleeease get help. I can't stay hear all day!" That would be hilarious.. 'Who's that girl in the pot over there?' 'No idea..'
After Theo felt he'd outfitted himself with the most armor possible (cauldron helmet, cookie sheet sheild, egg beater for "scrambling the enemy" and cupcake holders over his knees) he noticed several of the students applying frosting and other decorations on their faces and arms. "Hmmmm, that looks interesting," he said as he moved over towards the bowl of red frosting. "I wonder if the camo approach might be better, " he thought and began looking around the room. Finally he saw it. The space where the cauldron he was now wearing proudly over his head. He ran over to the small pile of charred logs that made up the fire used to heat the contents of the caulron and grabed on of the smaller ones. He ran his finger across it and saw his fingers covered in charcoal. "Perfect," he said, as he began rubbing the blackness all over both his face and arms.......
Okay she was done, her entire body was wrapped in cookie sheet and had a small pot on her head with a spatula under her arm. Anything more and she won't be able to walk! Giggling at Gold she nodded, "I like the red better than what he applied" she pointed at Xylon with her thumb. "Yes please, i'd like to" she grinned and perked her face up for Gold. "Red like Lions!!" she giggled, she was not a lion, maybe a pup. Yeah, she was a pup.
Aww. Abbi was just TOO cute. Could she and Gold be BEST friends? Please, oh please, oh please? Hehehe. CUUUTE.
"I think I like red better, too," Gold grinned. "Apparently, red likes me, too." She pointed to her hair, with a chuckle. When Abbi perked her face up, Gold used her wand to clean up her gloves, and then applied two pretty, red stripes on each of Abbi's cheeks. "You look awesome!"
Not that Mariel was surprised, really. After all, the last time she was in Lainey's class she was made to dress up as shrubbery... why not dress up as cookware this time? Guh.
The 17 year old eyed the rest of the class quite appraisingly, especially the ones that were overly eager to suit themselves up in baking pans, and desperately fought the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes as she reluctantly looked through what was left of the already picked-over kitchen utensils and cooking equipment. Sighing, she picked up a pot, deciding that it was too small for her head. Though a quickly muttered Engorgio solved that problem and she placed it atop her head.
Now what else? A sticking charm attached a muffin pan to her chest and various cake pans and bread pans to her limbs, picking up a spatula and egg-beater to complete the ensemble. There. Now she looked like absolutely moronic, though no worse than the rest of the class, she noticed as she looked around. Wait... what they doing now? Mariel grimaced slightly as she noticed a few students painting their faces . Oh no, she was not doing that. The Ravenclaw drew the line at frosting camo paint.
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"Just like your sword would've been nothing without the daughter of Atlas," Selena pointed out with a smirk. Heh. "Why, are you jealous?" Selena teased. Selena made a mental note: Slash at him. It would be fun. But accidentally of course. Hehe.
Diggy glared at her. Yep she was getting whacked with Riptide. "That silly girl didn't know what to do with the sword thats why she had to give it to Hercules." he pointed out to her. He was not jealous of a girl with a pot on her head. BHe stuck his nose in the air and did not answer her taunt. She would see when the battle stared who was the better General.
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After Theo felt he'd outfitted himself with the most armor possible (cauldron helmet, cookie sheet sheild, egg beater for "scrambling the enemy" and cupcake holders over his knees) he noticed several of the students applying frosting and other decorations on their faces and arms. "Hmmmm, that looks interesting," he said as he moved over towards the bowl of red frosting. "I wonder if the camo approach might be better, " he thought and began looking around the room. Finally he saw it. The space where the cauldron he was now wearing proudly over his head. He ran over to the small pile of charred logs that made up the fire used to heat the contents of the caulron and grabed on of the smaller ones. He ran his finger across it and saw his fingers covered in charcoal. "Perfect," he said, as he began rubbing the blackness all over both his face and arms.......
Ok that kid was really getting into it, Diggy thought to himself. As he watched a little Gryffindor running around smearing charcoal all over himself. He would stick with his frosting but he liked where the kid's head was.
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Stare.
Not that Mariel was surprised, really. After all, the last time she was in Lainey's class she was made to dress up as shrubbery... why not dress up as cookware this time? Guh.
The 17 year old eyed the rest of the class quite appraisingly, especially the ones that were overly eager to suit themselves up in baking pans, and desperately fought the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes as she reluctantly looked through what was left of the already picked-over kitchen utensils and cooking equipment. Sighing, she picked up a pot, deciding that it was too small for her head. Though a quickly muttered Engorgio solved that problem and she placed it atop her head.
Now what else? A sticking charm attached a muffin pan to her chest and various cake pans and bread pans to her limbs, picking up a spatula and egg-beater to complete the ensemble. There. Now she looked like absolutely moronic, though no worse than the rest of the class, she noticed as she looked around. Wait... what they doing now? Mariel grimaced slightly as she noticed a few students painting their faces . Oh no, she was not doing that. The Ravenclaw drew the line at frosting camo paint.
He looked over at a older girl practically rolling her eyes at everyone enjoying themselves. Leave it to a girl to try to suck all the fun out of a war game with frosting and baking pans. And it had to be a Ravenclaw. They weren't having fun if their noses were stuck in dusty old books. He picked up his bucket of green frosting and sauntered over to her. "Can I help you paint your face my lady?" he asked with a formal bow. Maybe she just needed help to get into the spirit of things.
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He looked over at a older girl practically rolling her eyes at everyone enjoying themselves. Leave it to a girl to try to suck all the fun out of a war game with frosting and baking pans. And it had to be a Ravenclaw. They weren't having fun if their noses were stuck in dusty old books. He picked up his bucket of green frosting and sauntered over to her. "Can I help you paint your face my lady?" he asked with a formal bow. Maybe she just needed help to get into the spirit of things.
Was that Nancy? Mariel peered at a group of students covered in make-shift armor trying to recognize anyone, which proved to be a difficult task with pans and colanders effectively disguising them. And she really needed the Slytherin to help her get through another of Lainey's crazy classes.
She started to creep closer to the girl with frying pans on her ears to see if it was indeed her friend, when a boy headed her way caught her eye. Turning fully to face him, she raised a speculative eyebrow as the boy in Slytherin robes approached. Paint your face?! Mariel stared first at the boy then looked down with a slight grimace at the tub of frosting in his hands. Looking back up at his face, the 17 year old's expression softened slightly. Merlin, was this boy charming with his bow towards her and chivalrous choice of words... and she was a sucker for charm and manners. And although the gesture reminded her of one who had to leave her behind not so long ago, she pushed that thought out of her head and gave the boy an amused, albeit small, smile. Oh what could it hurt? she figured, as she glanced around the room at everyone else's painted faces. Might as well look as ridiculous as the rest of the class.
"Why, thank you, kind sir," she responded in kind as she bowed her head slightly towards him to allow him to reach her face. "But just... just a little, okay?" she stated hesitantly. After all, food was meant to be eaten, not worn.
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He smiled at the Ravenclaw as she complimented him again. A boy could get used to that. "Thank you my lady." This was getting to be fun. He held out his to the older girl. "General Dillon Greenwood at your service." Just so she knew his rank and his name. He gave her a smile.
...Greenwood. Greenwood? Becca stopped and stared at the boy for a moment. Maybe she should've been alarmed at the 'general' part, but Greenwood... She knew that name... and not such happy feelings went along with it. But she couldn't put her finger on what the problem was... and it was probably best not to ask. "Um," she began awkwardly, even after telling herself not to view him differently. "I'm Becca. Becca Parker, seventh year." She shook his hand gently, then let herself gaze around the room. Mariel!
SPOILER!!: Mariel and Diggy again.
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Stare.
Not that Mariel was surprised, really. After all, the last time she was in Lainey's class she was made to dress up as shrubbery... why not dress up as cookware this time? Guh.
The 17 year old eyed the rest of the class quite appraisingly, especially the ones that were overly eager to suit themselves up in baking pans, and desperately fought the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes as she reluctantly looked through what was left of the already picked-over kitchen utensils and cooking equipment. Sighing, she picked up a pot, deciding that it was too small for her head. Though a quickly muttered Engorgio solved that problem and she placed it atop her head.
Now what else? A sticking charm attached a muffin pan to her chest and various cake pans and bread pans to her limbs, picking up a spatula and egg-beater to complete the ensemble. There. Now she looked like absolutely moronic, though no worse than the rest of the class, she noticed as she looked around. Wait... what they doing now? Mariel grimaced slightly as she noticed a few students painting their faces . Oh no, she was not doing that. The Ravenclaw drew the line at frosting camo paint.
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He looked over at a older girl practically rolling her eyes at everyone enjoying themselves. Leave it to a girl to try to suck all the fun out of a war game with frosting and baking pans. And it had to be a Ravenclaw. They weren't having fun if their noses were stuck in dusty old books. He picked up his bucket of green frosting and sauntered over to her. "Can I help you paint your face my lady?" he asked with a formal bow. Maybe she just needed help to get into the spirit of things.
-insert new Mariel post here-
...who was looking like she felt even more awkward than Becca. "Aw, c'mon, Mariel, lighten up. It's all in good fun." Heh heh. Of course, Becca wasn't exactly looking at it as fun... but... anything to get Mariel to lighten up. And then Dillion helped the cause! Wooo. What a good man.
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Ella recognized Carter's voice and laughed. "Yes, please.. I can't even break the pot on something because it's metal," she chuckled, racking her brain for some spell to get her out of the mess she was in. A pot stuck on her head? Now that was a first...
"Hey!" she laughed again as he knocked on the pot. It sent lots of buzzing and ringing to her ears. "Pleeease get help. I can't stay hear all day!" That would be hilarious.. 'Who's that girl in the pot over there?' 'No idea..'
Carter laughed again. "Okay. Hold still and stand straight up." he said. He then levitated the pot off. "That better?" he asked. While he was waiting for her to answer his eyes wandered to a set of little bowls. They would make perfect elbow and knee coverings! He got busy attaching those.
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Simon hoped that someone would help him, he had no idea how to put on the things that everyone else was putting on, he sure wished that he could see Chris but he couldn't and he couldn't see any off his friends, he would just have to guess, what was everyone wearing, he was scared now and confused.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Amy looked around the room, utterly confused, Battle? she thought worridly about the damage she did without a wand, let alone with one, she trembeled inwardly and stood at the side, looking pathetic
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Amy looked around the room, utterly confused, Battle? she thought worridly about the damage she did without a wand, let alone with one, she trembeled inwardly and stood at the side, looking pathetic
Simon saw Amy and then went upto her,. he whispered to her. "Do you have any idea what we are suppost to do?" He was scared and confused, he had heard about a battle, but Simon hadn't been in a battle before and so he had no idea what to expect.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
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Simon saw Amy and then went upto her,. he whispered to her. "Do you have any idea what we are suppost to do?" He was scared and confused, he had heard about a battle, but Simon hadn't been in a battle before and so he had no idea what to expect.
Amy looked around and breathed a sigh of relief as she heard Simon, hey she smiled at him, then her smile faltered I-I have no idea, she whispered, I guess, I mean....I dunno, she said quietly, listening to her pulsing heart, we need to find someone to help us
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Aww. This kid was so ADORABLE. "It's not certain, yet," Gold admitted. "I think we're going to, but I'm also pretty sure that Professor Lainey won't let anyone come to any harm." She wanted to hugHUG Abbiiii, the kid was that cute, what with the rounded eyes and everything.
Lainey whistled and pretended not to hear Miss Gold Thang. La la la la. She had it on GOOD terms that the nurse was excellent this year though. So. No worries!
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Ok this was getting weirder by the second.
"Oh well..." she got a pot big enough to fit on her head and threw it on. Grabbing a lid and a wooden spoon she looked at her reflection.
"Total idiot looking girl.." she laughed at herself. This was actually fun..
"Fret not! You're not the only idiot-looking person, dear one! You are in EXCELLENT company!" Just looooook at all the kids dressed up! WAR PAINTED and REARING to GO!
Epic. Almost time.
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Victoria reluctantly picked up a pot and put it on her head, just like the professor said.
"Don't look so scared! Again, the Healer is SUPERB. No need to worry! Strap on a cookie sheet!"
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Okayyyyyyy.
O_________o
This was just getting weirder and weirder.Professor Lainey wanted them to WEAR the pots and pans, so they could fight? WHATTTTTT????
Okay.This could be fun.She had to go into it with an open mind.Not thinking that their Professor was a nutcase.Even though she TOTALLY was.
EMBRACE THE MADNESS!!!!
Leaning forward, Sarah picked up a smallish yellow colander and placed it on her head, tilting it rakishly to the side.Grabbing the pot that was next to it, she spun around to face Miranda, holding it out for her to take. "Pot? And I think this looks quite nice, don't you?" she giggled, admiring her upside down reflection in one of the many spoons to hand.
UHHHHHHHHHHH. Lainey eyed the YELLOW colander, green with envy. How hot was that? Merlin. Maybe when Lainey took THAT Puffy Prefect down on the field of battle, she'd steal her awesome helmet and make it her OWN.
Definitely a plan.
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Jacob walked into the kintchen. Suit up! Yes... Pan! Jacob ran at the counter and found a large pot. The biggest one he could find, clearly bigger than his head. He looked around and slowly put it on, making the moment dramatic. Then... EEEK! Everything was black. "Who Turned Off The Lights?!?" he yelled, and started running in circles. "I'm Blind. I'M BLIND!"
And all of the sudden CRASH! Jacob hit the wall head first. Taking the pot of his head, he looked around. Hmm...well the pot works. Just cause he couldn't see where he was going didn't mean that it hadn't worked. Looking around once again. Looking over his shoulder, while still on the ground he saw a sieve with a handle. "MINE!" he said though no one was even having a second glance at it. Jacob jumped to his feet and ran towards it. putting it on his head. Sure it wasn't as protective as the pan, but at least he could see.
And now wait ...Stop...Think... Something caught his eye, and Jacob jumped at it. MEAT TENDERIZER!!!! good for a nice beating. And now thing. Head...Protected, left hand with the meat tenderizer. Now lets see. Chest plate... What to do for chest... And Jacob started to scavange across the Kitchen. Find a metal pan they can't be that hard to find... BUT THEY ARE!
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Just...
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Lainey found a Ravenclaw that was as.... loony as she. Awesome. They could be on the same team. She gave him a THUMBS UP.
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Becca watched with curiosity as the boy applied his war paint. She applauded him and gave an approving nod. "Good work, soldier." Tasty? Hm. She stuck her index finger into the frosting can again, scooped up a blob, and very happily licked her finger clean. Mmm. Tasty indeed.
And then cute little - well, not so little anymore - Will came trotting over! "Help yourself to the war paint. It's as tasty as it is stylish." Out of the corner of her eye, Becca noticed some oddly shaped baking pans on a counter. They were for loaves of bread, but they would certainly be sufficient arm guards. Without hesitation, she snatched them up and stuck them to her arms with a sticking charm. Huzzah! She now had COMPLETE full body armor: a pot on her head, a baking sheet across her chest and back, a loaf bread baking pan on each arm, and a sponge attached to her bottom for protection. Her legs... well, they would be fine, but she stuck two extra sponges to her knees for cushioning in those times when she needed to stop, drop, and roll. Or something. She grabbed a large spatula as her finishing touch. It could be used both for offense and defense!
NOW she was ready. Bring it on, Meaniehead Professor Lainey!
"HAAAAAHAHA. You are looking SO READY, Becca Parker. I definitely am on your team today." For fear of that FIERCE look. Lainey didn't want to be on the opposite team, that was for certain.
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Simon didn't have a clue what he was suppost to be doing, for some reason he couldn't remember what the Professor had said, he wished that he could but he couldn't, Simon was scared that he would get told off if the Professor found out, so he just tried to remember by thinking very hard.
Lainey hopped off the counter and stuff a pot on THIS young Hufflepuff's head.
There.
Protected Puff. All in a day's work.
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"There I'm ready to battle!" Nikki said as she finished putting her armor on. She adjusted the pot on her head and looked at her reflection in some other kids armor. Well it wasn't the best outfit (if you could call it an outfit), but it was the best she could do in such short notice. "Well lets start this battle! I'm ready!"
"AY YIY YIY YIY YIY AYYYYYYYYYY!" Lainey gave a random battle cry. Yeah, she was ready too. That's what she was trying to convey. READY. TO. GO. TO. WAR. HOO-RAH.
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"Haha very true" sniggered Hermione. "Who really cares what other students, or the professor thinks, as long as we are benefited in the long run" said Hermione with a smile. "Yeah I guess so, and yeah I wish class would end soon. I have so much homework to do tonight" said Hermione.
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"Agreed." Alex repiled tiredly yawning loudly. She was almost falling asleep standing up her eyes closing and opening repeatedly. Alex slapped herself in an attempt to wake herself up which didn't work.
Well.
Lainey dipped her finger into that AWESOME frosting/war paint, then dropped a big BLOB of it on Hermione's head first, then Alex's. "Less talking, more suiting up. Do protect your faces." Lainey stuck her tongue out at them and then went to take care of mini-crisis.
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Ella recognized Carter's voice and laughed. "Yes, please.. I can't even break the pot on something because it's metal," she chuckled, racking her brain for some spell to get her out of the mess she was in. A pot stuck on her head? Now that was a first...
"Hey!" she laughed again as he knocked on the pot. It sent lots of buzzing and ringing to her ears. "Pleeease get help. I can't stay hear all day!" That would be hilarious.. 'Who's that girl in the pot over there?' 'No idea..'
"Fear NOT! Sir Lainey De Pupington," ah sigh, "is here to save you!" Lainey tapped the pot with her wand a few times - turning into a drum beat that .... turned into that 1812 Overture that darling dear from earlier was humming.
..
Right then. "HOLD ON." Lainey gripped the handles when she'd finished her tune, then PUUUUUUUUUULLLED. "Maybe you should just keep it on, honey. Your face is for CERTAIN protected."
hahahahaha
Lainey wanted HER to figure out how to get out, in other words. But no one could say she ignored a crisis. Nope.
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Originally Posted by Sir_Spots
After Theo felt he'd outfitted himself with the most armor possible (cauldron helmet, cookie sheet sheild, egg beater for "scrambling the enemy" and cupcake holders over his knees) he noticed several of the students applying frosting and other decorations on their faces and arms. "Hmmmm, that looks interesting," he said as he moved over towards the bowl of red frosting. "I wonder if the camo approach might be better, " he thought and began looking around the room. Finally he saw it. The space where the cauldron he was now wearing proudly over his head. He ran over to the small pile of charred logs that made up the fire used to heat the contents of the caulron and grabed on of the smaller ones. He ran his finger across it and saw his fingers covered in charcoal. "Perfect," he said, as he began rubbing the blackness all over both his face and arms.......
Oh...
Less edible than frosting, but certainly effective... Lainey tapped her chin and watched the young Gryffindor getting ready for battle. Leave it to a Gryffindor to take this REALLY seriously. She loved it.
"Perfect, my boy. Perfect."
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Amy looked around the room, utterly confused, Battle? she thought worridly about the damage she did without a wand, let alone with one, she trembeled inwardly and stood at the side, looking pathetic
At long last, Lainey was prepared to take her class where no other teacher had taken their class before: TO WAR. She patted Amy's head, handed her a spoon, then hopped BACK up on the counter to get everyone's attention once more.
"AHEEEEEEEEM." COUGH."YOOooo HOooOO!" RASPBERRY. "Yo. Class. You listening?"
...
Good.
"We're going to take this show on the road now. But first," Lainey held up one finger - well, it was inside in an oven mitt, but rest assured she had a finger up, "You. All. Look. Awesome. I'm particularly fond of the frosting battle paint. Awesome. So proud of your smart, smart brains."
"Next part of class is a trip outside. You lot are looking a little pasty, so let's pink up those cheeks! No one dawdle here, follow me, and try not to ..." Well. Who really cared if they disrupted other classes? Not Lainey. All was down this way was potions anyway. So. ONWARD!
Victoria put on the rest of the pans to make herself into...a knight, she guessed, and followed the teacher out of the kitchens. However, she giggled as she walked, finding her funny.
"AY YIY YIY YIY YIY AYYYYYYYYYY!" Lainey gave a random battle cry. Yeah, she was ready too. That's what she was trying to convey. READY. TO. GO. TO. WAR. HOO-RAH.
Theo almost jumped when he heard someone yelling at the top of their lungs. It reminded him of when his Aunt Patricia (everyone actully just called her Sweet P......) stepped on Theo's rubber chicken that had magically been forced to squeak 10 times louder than normal.
After running up to find that the Professor was actually ok and not having a siezure, Theo smiled at the comment that his preparations for war were "perfect"
He heard the battle cry for onward and followed the other students off to who knew where........
And now, as per Professor Lainey's orders, they were to march outta here, down to the grounds. "Oh boy..." she breathed, turned to Sarah who looked like a rabid badger already. "You ready, Sarah? Got yer protection and everything?" Just to be sure, Miranda poked her with her weird toiled-holder-sword-thing, and felt the solid chest protections. Oh dear."I think your're set!" She nodded, a slight grimace-crazy grin on her face.
Now adressing both Oliver and Sarah, "Shall we?" and she grabbed Sarah's mittened hand with hers and off she went to follow the Professor to the groundsssss.
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Aiden stopped when Professor Lainey called for everyone's attention. The pot on his head slid down over his eyes as he looked to her, and he knocked the thing back so that he could actually see again.
Oh. Yessssss! The battle was going to begin. Heheh. It's a good thing that the battle would take place outside because, looking around at all the 'armored' students, things were bound to get messy. But, bring it on! Who knew History of Magic was so entertaining. Duh. This was why Hogwarts was better than Durmstrang.
With excitement flowing inside him, Aiden anxiously followed their professor out of the kitchen and off towards the grounds.
Simon looked at himself and started laughing, this reminded him of that programe, what was it called, David's Army, no that wasn't right, Dad's Navy, no that was right, oh yeah Dad's Army. Simon looked as he saw the Professor leaving and followed him out of the kitchen.
Yay! Finally! They were moving. To battle? Hopefully. And since she still wasn't sure if they were using wants or not, Ellie took the pancake spatula with her!
Okay. This was odd.
Miranda had never imagined she would be helped to put on two...chest protectors. Ever. Well, you learn something and have new experiences in this school. That was for sure. Hehe.
And she was finiiished! Phew!
She watched the Prefect going all stabby in the air. Not like you could puncture someone's lung with these things, which was good. Now you were sort of just...poking someone with a flat surface. Hehe. Almost as harm-free as the dudes in Monty Python, that poked a prisoner with pillows. "Oh, yeah, totally. If not, we can atleast throw it at someone, right? Hehe."
Miranda laughed when Sarah went all BadgerRawrr, with the claw hand and all that. "You look FIERCE! Everyone bewareee of the Warrior Prefect Badgerrr!" Huzzah!
Hehe. 'They looked great'. With icing on their faces. Mwahaha!
She grinned, seeing his excitement.
And there he was on about the yellow again. Pffft. What did he know, yellow was the color of win! Uh, he noticed her not actually ending the sentence. Hehe. But she smiled and looked around to see if there was anything else to stick on oneself.
Oh yeah, they WERE facing three houses. Which was just weird. And dangerous...some of these kids were just CRAZY. Specially some of the new Slytherins. Heh. "Target you? Why....why would WE, me and Sarah, we here, target...you?" Smooth. She glanced at Sarah, looking silleh at her friend. And yeah, they'd try not to target him. Much.
Crap crap crapppp. Miranda couldn't get the knot to...un-knot itself, and as she felt the tugging when Oliver sprinted forwards, she groaned and had no choice but to try and run after him. "Eeeeeee!" She made futile attempts att grabbing Sarah, hearing her call out for them to...HOLD ON, and also trying to grab her protection stuff (she was desperate) but everything ended up on the floor. And then Oliver noticed their attatchment, but Miranda didn't get time to try and stop after he did, and she ended up smashing her face on the boys back. Dunk! And she was PRETTY sure he had some type of baking pan under his robes. "OuCH!!" Hell that hurt. Her balance failed and she flailed when she fell backwards. Rrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!
Ouch. And her apron had ripped a little, but she quickly managed to cling onto the boy before she actually found herself on the ground. Pout.
Oh and, "Gee, thanks, I don't want to be attached to you EITHER!"Pout pout pout. When they were finally free, Miranda unclinged herself from Oliver and stepped back to examine her ripped spartan outfit. Oh, it wasn't that bad.
Gosh, Sarah was all ready to kick some butt. Hehe. Walking back to grab her stuff from the ground, Miranda returned to the two, putting her protection back on. "I think we're ready?" Were they?
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Of course he looked fabulous – everyone in this room did. Lainey was fast becoming the curly headed boy's favourite professor as a result of this.. chaos.
Oliver chuckled at Sarah's dig at him and oh so very maturely stuck his tongue out at her in return. The shenanigans of getting dressed up like this seemed to have made them all regress back to being small children. “We could start a new fashion trend. Colanders on da head. I think Lainey may be on to something here.” He said picking up a shiny frying pan and studying his reflection in it. He looked like a nut case and it made him laugh again. Eh.. nah.. his theory about the Snakes being awesome was a lot more likely than Sarah's idea. “What house was she in anyway?” He inclined his head towards the professor.
He pulled a face as Sarah said they wouldn't pick on him.. yeah.. like he believed that – not. And Miranda's innocent act was not lost on him either. “You've targeted me before.” He said cocking an eyebrow at her. “Remember the food fight last year. You started that as I remember rightly.” Smirk. Hehe. “And Sarah made me clean it up with you.” He shook his head mock sadly. Oh he was so innocent. Heh..
Eh?
Oliver just looked confused by the whole dragging Miranda along thing. He was so focusing on getting some muffin cups to stuff down his trousers that he was oblivious to the clatter of Miranda's things on the floor and the rip of her apron. He pouted a bit at Sarah like a small child and waited for her to untie them but it was hard to keep still for the twitchy boy and he tapped his foot impatiently. 'Hurry it up, wouldya?' He glanced at Miranda who seemed extremely displeased by all this. “You did this.” He pointed out to her. Oh look, Sarah was using her teeth to untie the knot. How very Rodentish of her. Hehe!
When they were released with no damage whatsoever to Oliver's armour, he eyed Miranda. Meh.. didn't look too bad. “Thanks, Sarah.” He grinned at the prefect and added a “Yes, mum.” When she told them not to do it again.
But Sarah had a look in her eyes that Oliver wasn't sure he liked. It kind of reminded him of... oh dear. He would be avoiding her on the battlefield if at all possible.
The girls were both ready... but he wasn't yet, oh noes. He shook his colander covered noggin' “Ready? You kidding? “ He looked down at his awesome attire. Hehe. “I need some arm and leg protection.” And off he went, free from Miranda's apron strings (heh) to finish getting suited up.
He copied the crazy professor and shoved a load of muffin cups down his pants – well.. what if he was hit there? Ouch! Then he opened a drawer and grabbed a couple of flat cheese graters and fastened them to the tops of his arms. Excellente. Leg protection next – he found.. something that looked the right size and stuck them to his skinny thighs. Now all he needed was some weapons!
Oh he was so going to copy Miranda and Sarah and use a pan for a shield. A frying pan? A GREEN one! Might even make a good weapon too. Reminded him of something he'd seen on a muggle comedy show where they hit each other with frying pans. It made a satisfying CLANK sound on impact. Snort. He tested it against his hand. Yep.. weapon and shield in one. Hehe. He picked up a hand whisk and eyed it – nah.. that would be rubbish so he tossed it aside before selecting a wooden rolling pin instead. Oh he was just about ready.. but something was missing. That something being... WAR PAINT! It looked awesome on Miranda and Sarah. Icing! - he tapped a bowl with his wand containing the sugary stuff and turned half of it green and the other half a silvery gray. He smeared each colour across his cheeks like the two girls had. There. Dun dun Dunnnnnnnnn!
NOW he was ready.
Off he trundled back to them to see how they were getting on. Maan.. he wished they were on his side in all this.
"Throwing sounds good, too," Sarah nodded her head, yellow colander sliding backwards and forwards slightly, as she continued jabbing forward with the odd contraption.She really wished they were going to do fencing, 'cause it looked like fun, but she doubted it.
FIERCE? Did she really? And there she was thinking she looked stupid.But Miranda wouldn't lie to her, nope, no siree. RAWR. "Thank you very much.That warpaint does the same for you, too.Sooo Badgertastic." Another clanking nod of the head.HEHE Warrior Prefect Badger...It was a good job Sarah was finding this hilarious, or her head might have gotten too big for the colander.
A fashion trend, eh? "Wellll, if it didn't flatten my hair quite so much I might agree with ya," she giggled, winking at Oliver and removing the colander from her head to fluff up her hair, before replacing it again.This was SO not the class for a vain person, obviously.Which house? Urrrrr. "I have no idea, actually.It was just, you know, a thought ... 'cause I fail to see how you could be more awesome than us, right Miranda?" Sarah gave her friend a gentle nudge, hoping she'd agree.As if she wouldn't. Hehe.
"The food fight was both of you," Sarah stated, adjusting an arm guard before looking back up at them. "And you couldn't expect the house elves to clear up your mess, could you? There's no fairness in that, is there Oliver?" She rested her hand on his protected shoulder, and tilted her head in a mock mumsy-telling-off-small-children way.Hehe.They had looked funneh covered in food though.
Oh.Oh.Oh.So much flailing and falling about.It was like watching a couple of clowns at the circus.Miranda clanked into Oliver, banging her head and ripping her apron, sending stuff dropping on the floor.Her carefully arranged protection didn't stay on so good.Errrrr.But yeah, eventually, after much tugging they were free, and Oliver came out with a sarky remark. "Yes, be on your best behaviour please," Sarah laughed, crinkling her nose at him.
Righto, they were set.Oliver had got more things for himself, and some nifty warpaint to match theirs, which Sarah gave another "Niceeee" and a thumbs up to.And Miranda had readjusted all her gear.Now just to start the next part of the lesson.....
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UHHHHHHHHHHH. Lainey eyed the YELLOW colander, green with envy. How hot was that? Merlin. Maybe when Lainey took THAT Puffy Prefect down on the field of battle, she'd steal her awesome helmet and make it her OWN.
Definitely a plan.
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"AHEEEEEEEEM." COUGH."YOOooo HOooOO!" RASPBERRY. "Yo. Class. You listening?"
...
Good.
"We're going to take this show on the road now. But first," Lainey held up one finger - well, it was inside in an oven mitt, but rest assured she had a finger up, "You. All. Look. Awesome. I'm particularly fond of the frosting battle paint. Awesome. So proud of your smart, smart brains."
"Next part of class is a trip outside. You lot are looking a little pasty, so let's pink up those cheeks! No one dawdle here, follow me, and try not to ..." Well. Who really cared if they disrupted other classes? Not Lainey. All was down this way was potions anyway. So. ONWARD!
ooc: You can post yourself leaving here, then meet me in THIS THREAD. =D
Ohhhhh, she didn't like the look that Professor Lainey was giving her.
Sarah had glanced over to their teacher, waiting to be told what they were meant to do now, when she spied her looking at her.Or at her colander to be more precise.And was that envy and determination written all over her face? Sarah didn't like that one bit, and her left hand made an instinctive move ontop of her colander.NO-ONE was taking it.Not even the funneh teacher.
But then she went on to tell them about the next bit, and Sarah relaxed slightly, until...
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Clank! CLank-CLKAnK!
Miranda was hopping. Suddenly, this all seemed so exciting. AND TERRIFYING!
And now, as per Professor Lainey's orders, they were to march outta here, down to the grounds. "Oh boy..." she breathed, turned to Sarah who looked like a rabid badger already. "You ready, Sarah? Got yer protection and everything?" Just to be sure, Miranda poked her with her weird toiled-holder-sword-thing, and felt the solid chest protections. Oh dear."I think your're set!" She nodded, a slight grimace-crazy grin on her face.
Now adressing both Oliver and Sarah, "Shall we?" and she grabbed Sarah's mittened hand with hers and off she went to follow the Professor to the groundsssss.
....Miranda spoke to her.
"Quit poking me," she giggled, batting Miranda's sword thingy away with her hand. "I am ready, yes.You?" Although in alllll honesty, who could EVER be ready for a class like this one? Huh? That's right - NO-ONE.
"Oh yes, lets!" Sarah let Miranda grab her hand and guide her towards the door.She clanked and waddled all the way out and down the corridor.This was going to be interesting.
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