Post by Lorraine Cunningham on Jan 13, 2011 17:35:42 GMT -5
ooc: TIMELINE WHAT TIMELINE oh man
"Ohhh Spot, Spot, good job, good job, boy!" Lorraine directed at Garfunkle the Second's Most Excellent Fetch, dreamy excitement on par to witnessing a puppy's first trick. She paused, then a vague expression of horror wrinkled her complacency. "It was Eighty-eight's apple, though." That being said, her gray blue eyes finally settled on the rapidly retreating Slytherin (with Finnster hostage!), and her befuddled expression returned. A moment, then it all cleared, like a sun bursting dazzlingly through a rain-soaked sky.
"Ohhh Eighty-eight, are you and the Funny Friendly Finnster leaving to go eat together?" The skinny girl flashed a slow smile, pleasantly genuine. So thaaat's why Eighty-eight hadn't gone for the apple, he wasn't really just hungry! He wanted to be together with the Fiiiinnsterr, to spend more time with him, that was why! Aww, so cute. Even cuter than the love story that had happened when she'd returned a black widow spider boyfriend to his girlfriend. The ending of that one had just been precious. "Okay—it was nice seeing you, Eighty-eight, I'm glad you and Spot got to meet. Have fun on your lunchdate with the Funny Friendly Finnster okaaay?"
Lorraine then turned to her prefect, blithely smiling in response to what might have been Miss Kitty Striped whimpering. ....Naaaw, how could anyone whimper when they were in the same room as Garfunkle the Second? He was so nice and strong and sociable, look at him all spinning in a circle! "Hey, hey, don't you think Eighty-eight and the Funny Friendly Finnster look nice together? Almost as nice as Spot and your Miss Kitty Striped together, right?" Of course, Lorraine had missed the infamously fabulous pillow-tumbling groping session, being gone retrieving Garfunkle the Second's magical shoebox, after all, but it was obvious how good they looked together. Anyone with eyes could see how good they looked together, even Lorraine. <3 Maybe it was even possible for blind people to hear how good they sounded together? Probably!
"Spot, Spot, go say goodbye to Eighty-eight and—"
Stab.
Uh.
Oh.
Lorraine looked first at the Finnster, then at the piteously gutted pillow the Finnster previously had in his grasp.
Then her face slipped back into serenity. "Ohhh, don't worry, don't worry, Spot drops legs alllll the time, it doesn't even hurt." She paused. "I think." Another pause. "But it's fine because Spot grows back his legs after a little while, isn't he amazing? Go apologize, Spotsy, for ruining the Funny Friendly Finnster's pillow, you didn't mean to now did you?" Lorraine made a vague shooing motion with a floppy hand, then realized the perfect way to compensate the Funny Friendly Finnster. "Ohhhh I'll make another pillow for you, is that okay? Can I?" Her expression closed in on the closest it would ever get to devious.
"Ohhh Spot, Spot, good job, good job, boy!" Lorraine directed at Garfunkle the Second's Most Excellent Fetch, dreamy excitement on par to witnessing a puppy's first trick. She paused, then a vague expression of horror wrinkled her complacency. "It was Eighty-eight's apple, though." That being said, her gray blue eyes finally settled on the rapidly retreating Slytherin (with Finnster hostage!), and her befuddled expression returned. A moment, then it all cleared, like a sun bursting dazzlingly through a rain-soaked sky.
"Ohhh Eighty-eight, are you and the Funny Friendly Finnster leaving to go eat together?" The skinny girl flashed a slow smile, pleasantly genuine. So thaaat's why Eighty-eight hadn't gone for the apple, he wasn't really just hungry! He wanted to be together with the Fiiiinnsterr, to spend more time with him, that was why! Aww, so cute. Even cuter than the love story that had happened when she'd returned a black widow spider boyfriend to his girlfriend. The ending of that one had just been precious. "Okay—it was nice seeing you, Eighty-eight, I'm glad you and Spot got to meet. Have fun on your lunchdate with the Funny Friendly Finnster okaaay?"
Lorraine then turned to her prefect, blithely smiling in response to what might have been Miss Kitty Striped whimpering. ....Naaaw, how could anyone whimper when they were in the same room as Garfunkle the Second? He was so nice and strong and sociable, look at him all spinning in a circle! "Hey, hey, don't you think Eighty-eight and the Funny Friendly Finnster look nice together? Almost as nice as Spot and your Miss Kitty Striped together, right?" Of course, Lorraine had missed the infamously fabulous pillow-tumbling groping session, being gone retrieving Garfunkle the Second's magical shoebox, after all, but it was obvious how good they looked together. Anyone with eyes could see how good they looked together, even Lorraine. <3 Maybe it was even possible for blind people to hear how good they sounded together? Probably!
"Spot, Spot, go say goodbye to Eighty-eight and—"
Stab.
Uh.
Oh.
Lorraine looked first at the Finnster, then at the piteously gutted pillow the Finnster previously had in his grasp.
Then her face slipped back into serenity. "Ohhh, don't worry, don't worry, Spot drops legs alllll the time, it doesn't even hurt." She paused. "I think." Another pause. "But it's fine because Spot grows back his legs after a little while, isn't he amazing? Go apologize, Spotsy, for ruining the Funny Friendly Finnster's pillow, you didn't mean to now did you?" Lorraine made a vague shooing motion with a floppy hand, then realized the perfect way to compensate the Funny Friendly Finnster. "Ohhhh I'll make another pillow for you, is that okay? Can I?" Her expression closed in on the closest it would ever get to devious.