Breakfast Cupcakes PV Erica Griffin Closed

Something didn't sound very exciting about offering up a game of wizards' chess, but Simon so desperately wanted some indoor time. Summer camp on the Campgrounds had really been a lot of on the Campgrounds and not much cover. It was wearing on him with each day that passed but he tried to not let it bother him.

He did like how she said we when she spoke. She said 'we could either go to the forest behind us' and 'we could go to the Great Lake' so she was at least on board at remaining in his company. Simon liked making new friends.

"...How's your creativity when it comes to arts and crafts? It's my aunt's Birthday tomorrow and I was hoping to send her something. Want to go to the Arts and Crafts cabin and help me figure out what to make?" Hmm....maybe that didn't sound any more exciting than having chess piece anihilate each other, but it really was something that needed to be done. Aunt Maggie was the absolute best, and one of the greatest people in the world, and she deserved a wonderful Birthday gift. He hadn't any ideas, but hopefully with the help of a friend he could come up with something cool and thoughtful.

Finishing Breakfast with @Simon Kincaid

Erica had finished her cereal now and she was full. The English air had certainly woken her up and she was ready for the day but her didn't know what to do. She had read the Summer Camp and there wasn't much to do today except for the campfire which wasn't until late the late afternoon.
She had suggested some ideas to Simon of what they could do but she wasn't sure if he'd want to do any of those activities.

"What do you suggest we do Simon?" asked Erica.

He suggested going down to the arts and crafts cabin and making a birthday card for his Aunt. Erica wasn't very good at Arts and Crafts but seeing how it was Simon's aunt that had looked after him since he was 3 and it was her birthday, Erica thought it was a wonderful and generous idea and she'd be happy to help.

"Sure,"[/color] she replied. ['That sounds great, I read the timetable though and it says that the Arts and Crafts session starts at 3pm.
Are we still allowed to go there? she asked.

Erica got up and went to clear her plate and the place where you wash your plate. As she was about to do so, a house elf took her dish.

"Thank you!" she said.

"Can the really put time restriction on creativity? To create is to live, to thrive, to succeed. Hogwarts wants us to succeed, right?" Maybe. There were hag attacks and so many other crazy things around that place that if Simon really stopped to think about it, he would seriously question the condition of welfare that this school had for its students.

"In fact, I think my watch just might say 3PM," and he held up his wrist that had no watch on it at all. "Come on. I mean, they're not going to give detention for someone sneaking into the Arts and Crafts cabin." There were FAR bigger things going on around that place - like high testosterone fights that seemed to pop up nearly everywhere. Simon was glad he wasn't a party to all that. No, he was your stereotypical Hufflepuff. He was a lover, not a fighter.

The two gathered up their things to head over to the Arts and Crafts area just across the Campgrounds. Simon was glad that much of the walk was shadowed by the trees above. "So this is where I'm going to need some advice. She LOVES the color pink and flowers, and all that sort of stuff. She tends to lean toward a classic approach to her dress and style. Even our entire house is all done in a rather Victorian look."

Hopefully Erica could offer some insight. They got to the right place and Simon paused to look around, seeing if anyone would seem to find it wrong that they were there. The few that were out and about were on their way towards where they had just left, to get breakfast for the day. Still, in an attempt to make it a little more adventurous, he stood with his back to the door and slowly opened it just enough for her to be able to squeeze in. "Coast is clear," he whispered, "I repeat, coast is clear. Go, go, go!"

After washing her hands and drinking a glass of water, Erica sat back down opposite Simon. There were a couple of kids now at the other end of the table but they didn't seem to be able to hear Simon and Erica, they were too involved in their own conversation.

"I think my watch just might say 3PM,"said Simon, looking down at the imaginary watch on his wrist. Erica chuckled because she knew that Simon was only pretending this, so they could sneak into the Arts and Crafts Cabin.

"Surely, there was no harm in sneaking into the cabin. I mean it was just arts and crafts, it's not like we're going to beat up some kid or cause any real trouble." And Erica certainly hoped that no one would be bullying anyone at Hogwarts, she hated the pure thought of it and felt that no one should have to go through that.

Soon, the two new friends headed towards the Arts and Crafts area, on the other end of the Campgrounds. Simon told Erica that Aunt loves the pink and flowers; exaggerating the word, 'love.' Erica tried to envision a card in her head, maybe a light, baby pink coloured card with flowers around it and maybe writing in nice classical handwriting. She wondered if Simon could write like that, in cursive but that didn't really seem to matter as she was sure Simon's aunt would love the card, no matter what it looked like.

"Maybe a light pink coloured card and we could decorate it with flowers and write in Victorian style," replied Erica. "I don't know, let's see what materials we have."

Finally, they arrived to the Cabin door and Simon paused and looked around then he whispered,"Coast is clear. I repeat coast is clear. Go, go, go," holding the door out for Erica. She giggled quietly at Simon, because he was trying to make it seem like they were breaking into the MI6, and walked inside.

She went inside and he quickly followed her. They made it.

Inside the cabin was dark, with just the morning sunlight filtering in through the windows. It allowed for enough light and he found it rather refreshing to be out of the sun. There were rows of tables and shelves of supplies and the only two people there were him and Erica. The possibilities were endless.

"Alright, we'll make this our homebase," Simon said as he came over to a table and set the bag he had with him down on one of the chairs. It was a long table, enough to seat eight people, so it would be perfect for them to spread out their work on. "You're on card supplies. Light pink as stated previously. Floral design. Go."

He smiled to her, hoping he didn't come off as bossy because honestly he was just trying to be playful and still mimic their 'secret mission' that they had going here. He was going to find some air dry modeling clay. His aunt loved flowers and if the card had some flowers on it, he could make her a little sort of vase with a flower coming up out of it and paint it. She could put it on a desk area or something.

Simon then went to look at another shelf that had sculpting supplies on it, beginning to gather a few things. "You know," he went back to being non secret agent Simon, "you should make something for someone back home while you're here," he said, wondering who that might be for her. Then they could be working on something special for someone special together.