Post by jc on Sept 18, 2010 13:28:53 GMT -5
Anyone still hanging around in the dining hall right after breakfast would be treated with a very odd sight. First, they would have seen a sleek, black rat take off running into the hall. Kind of gross, right? Still, it was a pretty awesome rat. All. Fast and shit. A beat later, one would hear a slight rasping, humming sound ... as if a cat were trying to hum the theme for 'Mission Impossible'.
It wasn't a cat, it was a lynx. Essentially, a wild cat. Furry face. Stub tail. You get the idea. Jeremy dropped into a crouch, watching the rat which now lurked under the bench beside the Ravenclaw table. He rasped a tongue over his lips, humming loudly. It was kind of like a purr with a growl with a tune.
Awesome, ja?
You are mine, you little piece of -
Apparently unimpressed by Jeremy's words of RAEG this fat ass of a rat took off up the bench leg and on to the bench. A beat later by some crazy breach of the laws of gravity and physics and all that other bullshit IT WAS ON THE FUCKING TABLE.
THIS WOULD NOT STAND.
"NRRRR!" Jeremy raged and took a flying leap. Unfortunately, he didn't take into account several things.
A) There may or may not be people in the hall.
B) It was right after breakfast, you dumb shit, theres still plates and shit on the table.
C) Momentum will crap in your cornflakes, buddy.
With a RAEGing scream of RAEG Jeremy hit the table and promptly slid several feet down the table, colliding with the rat and trapping it in his front paws. The pair of critters sent plates and cups everywhere, spilling some poor soul's orange juice all over the floor and sending a plate of bacon flying.
Got you, you little shit bit, Jeremy growled. The rat promptly bit him on the paw and ran for it. With a growl, Jeremy made to jump off the table. I SAVE YOU FROM THAT ALLEY AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?
The rat, who happened to be named Cornelius, washed his ear and scampered off with a piece of toast. Jeremy scowled, then glanced back and spotted the mess he'd made.
Whoops.