"Your pouts do nothing, fiery-headed female! I-- oof!"

Were they allowed to tackle each other? He didn't really know, but there was suddenly a feather-faced Gold knocking him onto the ground. He kept his hands over his head, Excalibur away from her arms.

"...that does though."

"Your tongue defies your statement!" Gold laughed. Bwaha. "It refuses to let you speak, against your true thoughts!"

Bwaha. This was just... BWAHA!

"Good." Gold picked up a feather, and began to tickle Kellen. "You shall unhand Excalibur, or face the wrath of Stormbringer, the awesomely awesome FEATHER!" Tickle tickkkle.

Selena focused on her breathing. It helped her relax and concentrate. Wens she saw the hit coming she took a simple step back and raised her mixing spoon. That way it wouldn't hit her. She took a quick sidestep and aimed for the spot behind his knees, doing a quick jab. "So, trained before?" Selena asked casually.

"Does it hurt badly?" Gold asked Cookie!Abbiii, gently. That was the point. The eye wasn't supposed to hurt badly. If it did, Gold could fix it. That much, she could handle. If the injury was worse - Gold didn't think it was because, you know, Abbi's eye didn't look very bad - then Cookie!Abbii would need the hospital wing.

Though the first year looked like she was okay. Having fun. Gold guessed no steps were necessary, after all.

WATER!

Impiriano. Gold deflected the jet of water Diggy had thrown at her. "You're not supposed to use magic," she called out. "Stick to thy weaponry, Orc, and do not break the sacred laws of the war." Or something like that. AND there were still feathers clinging to her. At least she had managed to hit him with a few spoons. That = SCORE!

Somewhat cleaning herself up with magic, Gold chucked a few more spoons at Diggy. Take that, foul orc, take that!

BUT. Back to Cookie!Abbi.

"Come on, get up," Gold said, holding out a hand for the younger girl to take. "On your feet, now." Cue pretty smile.

Lainey, having already been taking out by ONE Slytherin's pillow was well prepared for THIS one. She caught it and stuffed it up her shirt. The ultimate, albeit bulky, armor.

"YOUR PILLOW IS MINE!" It was as good as sticking a flag in a new country. Lainey now ruled the pillow. Lord of the Pillow.

She waddled off, the broom awkward balanced between her knees...

"NEVER!" Lainey shouted --- before she got WHACKED and KEELED over onto the grass again. But you know what? Didn't hurt a bit. AWESOME pillow guard. Lainey was surprised more student's hadn't done the pillow!stuff....

"You MIGHT win, but this battle ain't over yet, Becca Parker!" Noooo ma'am, it was NOT. Lainey crawled away this time, broom still between her knees and pillow still stuff down her front.


"AHHHHHHHHH!" Lainey curled up in the fetal position as the SPOONS came pelting her way. Merlin. She'd been killed about four times already! "I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE, ARYA!!!!"

Well probably not. Lainey liked her little baby Hufflepuff face.

Oh.

HAHA. Lainey SNORTED loudly at THIS one. "You should go battle Jacob, Theo! You two...." would probably fall in the lake, ".... would make a good match." Entertaining match, at least.


Lainey removed the broom and swept at the grass for a bit. You know, nothing to see here, just doing a spot of cleaning. La la la.

Then she used the bristly part to SMACK this one, THIS PUFF, right on the bottom. "HAHAAAA." Lainey jumped up and tried to tap her heels together, didn't quite make it, and so.... she just RAN away as fast as she could with random muffin cups down her pants and a pillow in her shirt.

.... and then she WHACKED this one, this Hermione, in the back of the knees. "HERMIONE! You could be.... HERMIONE in the Battle of Hogwarts! How much FUN that must be for you!" For good measure, Lainey whacked her again and then frolicked off.


O___O

Lainey, in her post-Hermione-attack glee, stopped dead in her tracks when one of her students started.... singing. "A BATTLEFIELD MINSTREL!?!?!"


.....really?


"HOW MARVELOUS!" Lainey wouldn't be killing the Minstrel.


For now.


Lainey re-mounted her broom and went looking for spoons to drop on people's head. THAT had been an awesome strategy.




OOC: We'll keep playing for a bit. IIiiii am enjoying all the posts. hehe So. ONWARD!!

"There's nothing wrong with my tongue," Kellen twisted away from the feather, swallowing snickers. "See?" He stuck it out at her, "S'fine. I was referring to you tackling me. My lungs are being brutalized."

He took one hand off Excalibur to put it on her shoulder, attempting to shove her off of him, "Heave ho, off you go!"

After hitting Destiny Carter felt a hit from above. Looking around he saw a retreating Mina. He'd get her later. But for now he was in the middle of a battle.

He felt a pinch in his leg. "Did you just use tongs on me?" he asked whipping out his wooden spoon and facing Destiny. It was pretty obvious she didn't know the best way to use those. (Which was fine with him, if she would have gone for less skin it might have actually hurt.)

He then made a lunge for Destiny with his spoon drawn.

"I'm afraid trying is only going to take me so far" said Hermione trying to duck. "I should have done homework in the library, honestly what was I thinking?" said Hermione.


"It's official, our professor has gone mad" said Hermione. I think she is having more fun than some of the students thought Hermione as she attempted to get out of harms way. This was certainly one long History Of Magic class she thought.

Keeley was on a mission. She would not stop until she had caught the cowardly Jacob. Gallop...... gallop...... gallop..... The chase was on. She galloped and galloped until she reached her fellow Ravenclaw. And finally hit him on the back with her panda pillow. Win!

Mina looked around as she run back into battle swing her wooden spoon. Seeing Jacob, she ran after him and jabbed him slightly as she ran by. A broom, she need to get back on the broom and up in the air.

Dropping to the ground, she tried to crawl through the masses to where she left the broom. Ankles, oh so many unprotected ankles!

With the narrow end of her spoon, she poked ankles as she moved across the battle grounds.

Mwahahaha

"How gentlemanly," Gold said, unable to stop the laughter when Kellen stuck his tongue out at her. "How very."

"I shall not be removed, Orc Master! Excalibur is rightfully mine, and you shall never be allowed to keep it!" She clung to him, trying to get Excalibur out of his grip, but then Kellen had managed to shove her off. Gold jumped to her feet, and pouted. Because that was all the more fun, now.

"You have not seen the last of me, Orc Master!"

Whoa.

WHOA.

"I can see that, professor," Gold said, with rounded eyes. "But that doesn't stop me from doing THIS!" With which, she sprang towards Professor Lainey, and started to tickle their History of Magic teacher.

Bwaha. BWAHA.

He side stepped the jab at his legs. He came down at her exposed neck with a overhanded job. "Fencing is a sport of the royals," he shrugged. His grandmother had insisted her daughters learned and his mother never liked it to his aunt Kenya had taught him and JoJo. None of his other brothers or sisters wanted to learn.

He looked at her. "You enlarged that spoon," he pointed out to her. They were both covered in feathers and Diggy was feeling itchy all over. From the frosting and from the feathers. He was going to need a nice long hot bath after this. He picked up a discarded whisk and sent it hurtling at Gold as he dodged a few spoons. One caught him above the eye and he was blinded by tears. "Ouch!" he said as he wiped at his eyes.

"Yes, but I enchanted an item, not threw a spell at you," Gold answered, with a shrug. The moment of conversation cost her pretty dearly - the whisk flewwww through the air, and ended up tangled in her bangs.

EEP.

"Geroff, geroff." She flailed her arms, unable to tickle Professor Lainey as she shook the whiskyy off, before glancing up to see tears in Diggy's eyes. EHHH? "You alright?" Gold asked, pretty much forgetting that he was supposed to be an orc; and she, Aragorn.

She did go back to trying to tickle Professor Lainey, though.

Because that was just awesome.

He couldn't see what Gold was shouting about. The tears were stinging his eyes and he was trying to wipe at them. His vision finally cleared, and he looked up at Gold as she spoke to him. He nodded, "Yep I'm fine." He didn't want her to think he was crying. That spoon at got him good and it caused his eyes to water. He wasn't crying. He grinned and swung another frosting filled pillow at her.

Marie was about to take off after Mina when she hit Carter on the top of the head but didn't even get off the ground when she was pulled back.

GAH!

Stupid binding that was keeping her attached to Destiny. How was she suppose to battle anyone with that girl stuck to her like that? She laughed when Carter hit Destiny with the pillow. But then Destiny pinched him with those crazy grabby things she had in her hand. There was no way she was going to let her get away with pinching her boyfriend like that. She pulled out the spiky, rolly thing she had found in the kitchen and was about to roll it over Destiny's hand when Carter lunged at her with a wooden spoon in his hand.

Wanting to make sure he got her, Marie pulled on the rope causing Destiny to fall backwards. Bwahaha, maybe this rope could be a good thing after all. She wrapped the rope around her arm making it shorter so Destiny would not be able to get away. "Let's see you get away now Destiny. I'll teach you not to mess with my boyfriend." She then pointed that spiky thing she was holding at the girl who was once her friend. "Move and you get this on your hands." Yep, she would totally roll that over Destiny's hands and see how many holes she could make.

"How ladylike to tackle," Kellen replied, a grin on his face. Oh, but they were back to their stage-voices, were they? "Rightfully yours? Bosh! Or... grunt, I don't even know what noises Orcs make. Let's say bosh."

Ha! She was off! And... up, whoa, that was quick. Kellen rolled over and into a crouch, both hands back on Excalibur's handle, "Ignore me at your peril, you who would thieve a thief!"

She was totally ignoring him too, trying to tickle the professor like that. Kellen swung Excalibur lightly, but with a firm grip, and clonked the pan off Gold's armour.


ooc: which piece of armour? You pick!

Giggling, she swing her pillow at Raiden as he retaliated. His atempts to knock her off of him were futile, making her sway slightly but not enough to get her off of him.

"I cannot be MOVED!!!"

But apparently she could be hit with flying wooden spoons. Seeing the one thrown at Raiden, she didn't think one would be thrown at her until it hit her makeshift helment. Spotting the attacker, she picked up the wooden spoon and threw it back at Gold. "Take that half-Aragon!Gollum.....Prefect!"

Her eyes spotted Lainey as she ducked from the spoons Arya had thrown at her, causing her to giggle more. "Revenge will be futile, Professor!" And chucked a spatula at Lainey.

Wait? What as this now?! Excalibur was gone?!

He felt like Einstein without his theory of relativity. Like Shakespeare without his sonnet. Like Samson without Goliath. Like Lord of the Rings without Peter Jackson. Like Star Wars without Han Solo. It was downright unacceptable!

With a mighty roar befit for the Lion from Wizard of Oz, Sabel lept to his feet. As Gold got up off Stern and the boy rolled to his feet, Sabel more of stumbled into the arm swinging Excalibur than actually, properly tackling his nemisis. Perhaps they got points for tackling the ground?

Still from here he could...ANKLE LATCHING!!! GARG!!!

He was fine.

Which meant NO CEASEFIRE, GO CRAZY!

Gold threw a spatula at Diggy, though she made sure she didn't aim for his face. She didn't want to hit him in the eye again, or anything. That would be somewhat cruel, would it not?

Well, yes.

"How dare you call the awesome Aragorn, a lady?" Gold demanded, but her lips turned up into a pretty smile, before that turned into laughter, when he spoke again. Bosh? Grunt?

"I'll go with bosh, because grunt is too human," she said, sticking her tongue out at him in another moment of complete immaturity.

This was SUCH fun and -- WAIT A SECOND! Thieve a thief? Was that meant to be an insult? Gold thought about it for half a second, then decided it was a compliment. Because, you know, it takes courage to thieve someone who is a thief and, hence, quite cunning already.

"Thank you for the compliment, Dear Mr. Orc," Gold said, realizing a second too late that he had swung Excalibur at her. It collided with the front cookie-sheet, pretty much knocking all the breath out of her. EEP. That hurt! "You just wait until I get my hands on you, Kellen Stern!"

She threw a succession of pillows at his head, and then ran at him with Iceflame, the Frying Pan.

"That doesss not hurtt ussss, bad Aryaieeesss," Gold said, as she dodged the spoon thrown back at her and, pausing her sprint momentarily to pick up a spatula lying on the ground, flicked it at Arya. Then she was off again, running towards Kellen with Iceflame.

WAIIITTT!

Gold skidded to a halt, right in front of Sabel. Who was between her and Kellen. "Sabel!Gandalf Dakest!" She said, Iceflame raised above her head. "This is no time for a nap! You should have my back!"

Now to resume her twice broken sprint towards Kellen. The second pause had taken all the steam out of it, but Gold was not to be beaten. She would MARCH AND BE VICTORIOUS!

"Bosh it is!" Kellen laughed, and wiggled Excalibur at her tauntingly, "You already had your hands on me once, and that did nothing!"

He went to run at her, then something was grabbing his ankle and making him stumble, the pillows going over his head. He looked back and grinned, "Hey Sabel, what's up buddy?"

Oh, but there was Gold again. Kellen let Sabel have a tap to the head with his own weapon, then staggered upright to face off against her again. "He doesn't have your back, he's got my foot! Raiden! Little help?!"

"I didn't have my hands on you!" Gold protested. "I had one hand on Iceflame, and the other on a pillow!"

See? Perfectly reasonably explanation, there!

"Having your foot is part of having my back," Gold pointed out cheerfully, as she sprinted at Kellen, and brought Iceflame down in one, swift movement. CLONK. Now, what had she hit?

Squiiiiiiiiiirm.

Raiden was not in any position to knock the little Puff off of him. It was going to take some work.

"Gimme a minute!" He called to Kellen, before he started twisting his body back and forth. If he couldn't get her off by pillow, he would throw her off. Hehe. Gold's spoon hit his pillow as he swung it at Arya once more, turning himself in the same direction as the blow so he could hopefully knock her off-balance.

"You're at a size disadvantage, Hobbit!" he yelped, grinning. He was bigger than she, there was no way she was gonna keep him on the ground any longer. Besides, Kellen needed help!

Okay, so she knew that everyone was supposed to be the enemy, buuuuut...

Well what if one decided to help out the enemy? She had to help Destiny! Evil person after her! Like, seriously...an evil and weird person was after her.

Grabbing her ladle, she started to mimic humming whatever crazy and absolutely brilliant song Destiny had been humming, and swatted that spoon away from Destiny. MWAHA!

Now having the the ladle pointed at Carter's face, the Slytherin smirked and narrowed her eyes. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." she said, taking a step back to where she thought Destiny was. Now, how to figure out how to get her friend up and fend off Carter at the same time.

Sabel blinked up at Gold from his rather comfortable postion on the ground, long arms wrapped around Kellen's calf. "But's ankle biters do good in battle." Oh and she approved. Grin.

Chuckling, he let one of his arms go momentarily as Kellen got to his feet, only to wrap both arms back around his friend's knees. A smug grin plastered onto his face as he held tight against Kellen's forward momentum. "Kellen was up. Now Kellen come doooowwwnnn..." Wait...what was that Clonk from? Blink blink?

"Oh, right, my mistake," Kellen quipped. Then he saw her frying pan swinging down at him and brought up Excalibur to take the blow.

CLONK.

It would have been epic, if he didn't feel little shock-waves going up his arms and into his shoulders. Well okay, maybe it still was epic? But ow.

He heard Raiden's call of a minute needed around the same time as he felt Sabel's arms tighten around his knees. He started tipping forward, and did one of the only things that made sense. Grab Gold by the wrist and pull her down with him. "I go valiantly, you cliquey Gryffindors! Raaaa!"

...and he might have used his free hand to twist and whack at Sabel's head as he went.