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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 12, 2010 22:18:39 GMT -5
Grumble, grumble, sigh! What a day it was! How worse could it get when you had to clean an entire classroom with a TOOTHBROSH? Seriously, it was a pain in the neck but...she had to admit that Filch was getting more creative with his detention. Good for him. The only side she disliked in the situation was that she was stuck in a detention while SHE was INNOCENT for once! FOR ONCE!
Even if she did have to admit that the prank she had assisted to was worth it, it still was annoying. So there she was, because she laughed at a prank with no one but Fred Weasley who didn’t seem to find it entertaining as well. Who would having Filch on their back anyways? She glanced at him who was standing by the door, glaring at both of them. “Consider yourselves lucky that I didn’t make you wash the corridor..”
Being crouched for five minutes already was too much for the goth to bare. “Tsk, tsk, someone lacks of humour here...” she said in a low voice tone. Filch grunted. “You miss, concentrate on the cleaning! You don’t intimidate me with your look!” at this comment, Fay arched an eyebrow. What was wrong with her look? Deciding it would be better for her sake not to add anything else, she just shrugged it off and bent down to wash under a desk, the remaining gums eaten by students. “Gross...” She muttered under her breath.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 12, 2010 22:53:31 GMT -5
Fred and George got some brilliant ideas on how to avoid classes. And just like anything brilliant, they had to share it to the whole world. But not now, it was not perfect. First, they had to enhance it, test it to make sure all the results were good and it was worth it. For days, they worked hard and they believed to have achieved it. Of course, they needed it tested. They didn't think they should do it - and it had nothing to do wit ht he fact those amazing pastilles were making you sick, who would dare believe that!
The twins separated in hope to find more potential victims... erm, testers. And because they had more than one antidote to test. When Fred found a couple of students and asked them if they wanted a thing to prevent them from going to the oh so boring history of magic class, you couldn't see more happy people and they all extended their hands in hope of having this new miracle. Two minutes after the digestion, they all rendered the contain of their stomach on the floor of the corridor.
Fred nodded with a smile. The first part was a complete success! He handed over the remedy. Sadly, it didn't work so well as the young ones kept throwing up everywhere. Now, that was a disappointment, but the real one was soon to happen as he heard the now familiar voice of Argus Filch, the caretaker. At first, he wondered about the use of the 'yourselves' word for he was alone, for once. As he turned around he noticed he wasn't quite right for the gothic, happy-go-lucky raven-girl, the one and only Fay Swane was standing there before him. Poor girl was caught with him. He felt a little sorry for her but didn't say much. Outarguing Filch was pointless and resulted in nothing more than a headache and a loss of time.
Filch threw them inside the Charms classroom. Fred thought it could be worst, he wished not to wash the mess he made in the corridor. Still, the toothbrush was a little excessive. It would appear the old man was getting quite imaginative in his torture... detentions. Fred focused on the floor while Fay had the desks. He heard Filch say something to her but didn't comment on it. "Shall I also floss it?" he asked with a defiant smile. The joke only resulted in Filch grunting and locking them in the room while he cleaned up 'their' mess.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 12, 2010 23:06:46 GMT -5
Fay smirked at Fred’s question. Being in a detention was boring but being in a detention with Frend Weasley was more entertaining than it should ever be. She chuckled a little before rubbing the toothbrush against a chewing gum who was being too sticky for it’s own good. She rubbed harder and harder and harder… to result of what? Having a broken toothbrush.
She arched an eyebrow as she looked at the result of her work. “Sir, I would work but the material you gave us is, how to put it? Broken.” Filch gave a quick look to Fay and sighed. “I will go get another one, if I see any of you doing anything but cleaning I will extend your detention by a hour or two.” At these words, he turned on his heels and walked away leaving them with that grumpy cat of his. Miss Noris.
She sat on the desk she was supposed to clean and stretched her legs. She thought of Filch’s words as being ironic because after all…she couldn’t work, heh! She took the opportunity to look at Fred again once he was gone. “How grumpier do you think we can get him?” She mused at him while glancing at the floor.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 12, 2010 23:14:22 GMT -5
Fred watched as Filch left to get Fay another toothbrush. Just how many did he have? Fred wondered if he used them to clean or for they usual purpose you buy a toothbrush? He shivered imagining anything coming in contact with the man's mouth. Poor toothbrush.
As he left, Fred went on his feet. He walekd to Fay and her desk. He looked at the broken instrument she still held before ebnting over to look at what caused it. He touched the gum and noticed it was quite stiff. Must be there for quite some time already. "Huh, nice work there," he comented his head still under the desk. He raised his head to face her only after she asked him a question. A smirk appeared on his lips. "Shouldn't take too long before he litterally explode," he commented as he hopped on the desk. Yeah, right, he wasn't working but hey, they needed a bit of break or else he'd kill his back down there.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 12, 2010 23:24:56 GMT -5
Fay took the opportunity to toss the old toothbrush away while Fred was taking a glimpse of the cause of it’s death. Poor thing, didn’t last long. No matter how boring the detention could get she was still glad to have someone to talk with to kill the time.
“I bet next time he comes he will…” At these words, she grabbed Fred’s toothbrush and glanced at his cat. “You know, you may need an excuse for sitting on this desk with me…” she mused before holding it in both of her hands and broke it in two pieces. “Woops~” She added with a grin. She tossed the brush along with the other one. “Looks like you can’t work anymore.”
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 12, 2010 23:30:40 GMT -5
As Fay started to talk, Fred frowned though with a smile on his face, wondering what was the next thing she was gonna invent. He followed her gaze and fell on the cat. For a second he wondered if she'd wnat him to 'wash' kitty kat with the toothbrush. But instead she grabbed it and broke it before tossing it in a corner. Fred started laughing. He could just imagine how devilish this may get when Filch returned with a new brush.
"Broke mine too," Fred said on a casual tone as he hopped down the desk. He could hear Ficlh muttering some curses under his breath. Apparently, the guy didn't trust Fred's smirk and attitude. "Just clean the floor with the remaisn of brush," he muttered. Fred faked outrage. "What!? I cannot insult the floor of this classroom with cheap material. It deserves the best!" he claimed which only resulted in pissing Filch off some more.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 12, 2010 23:39:33 GMT -5
Fay grinned as Fred seemed to get where she wanted to go with the idea of the broken toothbrushes. Why would she do this? Mainly because she was stuck into a detention she didn’t deserve and also for private entertainment but that wasn’t the case right now. Fred got the riff of her ideas and she was almost certain he would move along with her.
Hearing Filch’s footsteps, she hopped off the desk as well, standing where she used to clean the desk. Fay played along with Fred, giving Filch one of these looks. She bent down to pet the floor. “Hush, don’t worry, he didn’t mean these words; he will get you a brand new toothbrush…” She could almost feel Filch’s twitches in her back while trying to hold back her laughter. Filch threw the toothbrush at her. “Hey that’s student harassment!” She claimed with a small pout before returning to work.
“You little…” Filch started on muttering a few incoherent words, his face turning red. He turned around once again to get Fred’s toothbrush. She thought she heard Filch say brat which made her giggle. “I wonder about how many of these he has…” She mused with a wild grin.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 12, 2010 23:48:05 GMT -5
Fred tried not to find it too weird as she bent to pet the floor. He was on the edge of cracking and laughing until he dies but he had to remain in his character. When Filch threw the toothbrush, he looked at it flying over to Fay, Hopefully it wouldn't hurt, not jsut because it was a small object but because what can of object thrown by Filch could hurt?
Filch really seemed about to explode. It would appear Fay and Fred was just as bad a combination as Fred and his twin. The Tweevils turned into the Threevils. And he was the victim. But hey, it was his fault, he put them together and then just fueled the flames. He could only blame himself.
Once he left again, Fred held his ribs as he burst out laughing. "That was great. I'm Fred, by the way," he said, extending his hand. He thought he might as well tell her which one he was since everyone seemed unable to recognize them. Fred couldn'T see why, they were anot that alike.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 12, 2010 23:56:05 GMT -5
Luckily, the toothbrush didn’t hit her face; it got her chest but no real damages occurred out of it. Fay couldn’t help but laugh as well as the oh so scary Filch went out of the classroom once again. Perhaps she should break her toothbrush now?...nah, she would wait until he comes in to make it more funnier and convincing at the same time! That would be the plan!
She smiled at Fred as he presented himself (though she already knew who he was), she shook his hand. “I knew who you were, you may look like George but there are noticeable differences.” She told him with a nod. “Fay Swine, it is still nice to finally meet you in person.” She added with a grin.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 14, 2010 10:21:16 GMT -5
Fred was rather surprised when she said she could recognize him. He was as in a daze as she shook his hand. He shook his head a little to get back to reality. He grinned when she introduced herself. "Same here, I heard a lot about you," he replied. He still had some trouble believing she could tell he was Fred and not George. Except for their family, Lee might be the only one recognizing them and even then, he sometimes mistook one for the other. So a stranger, to notice the difference? More, to claim there were differences, notable differences.
"Excuse me, but you can really tell which one I am? You noticed differences?" he said with surprise in his voice. His family didn't need to point out anything, they just knew because they lived with them all the time. But Fay never was this close of the twins. He knew her from some of his classes but that couldn't be enough, otherwise their teachers would be able to recognize them. Now he was intrigued. But if she could really tell who was who, then he sure had more esteem for her than he already had.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 14, 2010 10:35:38 GMT -5
Fay grinned at Fred’s reaction; it was to be expected. People also considered her as being weird because she didn’t see things like others and had a different way to express them as well. It was the usual for her and she didn’t mind it much. Not to add that whenever she had the chance to observe the twins in action, or when they were sitting at their table, she could clearly and easily notice their difference not to add that being in some of their classes it was even better for those observation.
“Of course I can, don’t challenge me on that.” She mused as a small smirk appeared onto her lips. “You see, your face, it is slightly different from your twin’s; your traits are softer.” She started pointing out. “You also have a different voice while George on the other hand, has a birthmark on his neck. Someone having observation skills can easily notice these differences.” She told him with a smile.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 14, 2010 10:41:17 GMT -5
Fred's eyebrows lifted up to teh sky as she pointed out all those differences. And they were all true! Fred didn't like much when people claimed he had softer traits of clearer voice, made it sound like he was more feminine in look than his twin. But he had to admit he was a little less bulky. He decided not to show too much astonishment on it though as he smirked back. "You forgot my right butt cheek that never was the same after I sat on a biting toilet but I'll forgive you on this omission," he said teasingly. Yes, that girl sure won some points with him.
"Did we ever pranked you?" he aske dout of nowhere although he couldn't get the answer because Filch returned and gave him the tothbrush, ordering them to behave once and for all as he left to finish cleaning the corridor. CFred shrugged and thrwe the brush away, not ready to clean anything in here.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 14, 2010 10:56:33 GMT -5
Fay laughed lightly as he talked about his butt cheek. Sure she was weird, but not to the point to continue her observations in the toilets. “Hey, I’m not that much of a freak.” She mused teasingly as well. “Just a little less. ” She grinned at her words. Fred asked her if he had ever pranked her; good question. She didn’t remember being one of his victims. She was about to give him an answer but was cut short by Filch who gave Fred a brand new toothbrush who seemed to have used before which was rather of a gross but didn’t say anything until he left once again, leaving them with the oh so wanted company of his cat.
“Not at all, perhaps I was too weird to be pranked?” She joked. She wasn’t in the mood to clean all of this with a toothbrush. She glanced at the cat once again. She always thought of it being strange yet interesting. “Haven’t you notice how strange the cat was when he found people disobeying to rules? It was as if she was connected mentally with Filch...maybe it has a human soul.” She said thinking out loud. Yeah, she knew her theory were weird but hey, it was better than having no theories right? “Anyways, he won’t leave us until we finish cleaning won’t he?” She grabbed her wand and casted a cleaning spell. “There~” Job all done.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 14, 2010 11:02:47 GMT -5
Fred nodded as she said they never pranked her. He smiled at the corner of his lips as she theorized it was because she was too weird. Not really, since weirdness never stopped it, it encouraged them. But ravenclaw weren't their best victims, they usually get their panties in a knot whenever someone played a prank on them, claiming how childish it was and all. Luna Lovegood was an exception and apparently there was another. Still, with her look, it was strange they never tried anything on her. He made note to himself to fix that terrible mistake.
Fred chuckled at her theory about Mrs.Norris. "I think she's Filch's soul, doesn'T look like he has any within himself," he pointed out to continue on the line. He watched her wave her wand, cleaning everything. Sure was stupid of Filch to not have taken their wands first. Fred sat on a desk. "You know, cleaning the trophies' funnier. You can laugh at all the names on the paltes. But that was a rather interesting detention." he said with a smirk directed to her, meaning she was responsible of the fun part.
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Post by Fay Swane on Nov 14, 2010 11:13:25 GMT -5
Ah, looks like Fred Weasley was able to make a theory as well. Fun! She grinned at his words. That one was even better! “I wonder about why you didn’t get sorted into the house of Ravenclaw with your ability of theorizing.” Fay was pleased that he found her fun to be with. Did she make a new friend? Apparently so! Great! She liked the idea of having an alliance with the Weasley twins. It would make her last year funnier!
“Change is good sometimes.” She said with a chuckle. “I am glad I was able to entertain you.” She said while sticking his tongue at him. “Besides, Ficlh deserved it hence I was innocent! I think my look intimidates him somehow.” And this, was an idea she sort of found funny after all, she was the happiest goth you would find in miles and that wasn’t even a joke but he was scared of her? It was very, very sad.
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