It's A Sticky Situation
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#4B0082 English
#3c78d8 French
#800000 Latin
#000000 Parsel
#008080 Spanish
@Faye Simmons
@Gemima Sable
@Sophia Nelson
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When Cash handed the detention slips to the blue-haired girl, the girl tries to protest her way out of it but Cash could care less about the tears that were streaking down her face. While the other girl tried to soothe the crying girl. Cash can not help to roll their eyes. Now they feel sorry for themselves? Too late for that! Cash scoffed internally at the display that they saw.
As the crowd thinned out from the Great Hall; buckets filled with water, mops, and rags at the ready and their wands had been confiscated by the Slytherin Prefect, they clapped their hand. "Right!,"They uttered to begin their short speech and to gain the troubled three attention."Before you, as you can see, I already provided buckets filled with water, mops, and rags,"They continued.
"If you think 'oh this going to be a breeze as it is an easy cleanup', think again!"They added since clearly, the troubled three did not know what was stored for them. "Yes, you are going to clean your house table and be thankful that I am not asking you to clean the other three tables,"Cash's green eyes bounced from Faye to Gemima then to Sophia.
"Now, as you clearly loved to waste such a good meal, I need you to clean it up"Cash uttered. "But first I need you to stand here,"Cash ordered Sophia to stand on the left side. "You right here,"The fourth year put Faye to stand beside Sophia. "And lastly, you right here,"They told Gemima to stand beside Faye.
"Whoever your name that stands in the middle hold out both your hand,"Cash said to Faye. "Blue hair, put your left hand on top of her right hand,"Cash expressed to Sophia. "You - Steleus kid, - put your right hand on her left,"The Beater ordered Gemima to put her right hand on Faye's left. Once the hands are on top of each other, Cash waves their wand.
"Epoximise!"They cast the gluing spell to each joining hands. Now the three of them are like one of those paper-cut-out people who held hands together. Cash makes sure the hands are stuck together by taking each and joining hands and giving a good shake. "Since now your hands are bound together until I say you were done with your detention, I suggest you better hustle,"They let out a smirk.
Ths young Ironwoods clearly enjoyed tormenting the troubled three. "I do not care how will you get it done, just do it!"They said as they took a seat on the long bench across from the Ravenclaw table. As the other three try to figure out how to work together as their hand joined one after another, Aero slithers from the floor.
He then perched on their shoulder supervising the whole scene that will about to unfold. "While you joined together, think about what you had done. And next time I hope you think before you act!"Cash shouted as they propped their elbows on the table behind them. They watched how the troubled three will work out their squabble for getting out of their sticky situation.
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It's A Sticky Situation
--- Date: 01/09/22 || Time: After the Feast ---
Outfit: School robes, tie untied
Sophia sorely missed the feel of her wand in her hand as the prefect stuck her left hand to Faye's. It was going to be enough of a pain to clean their mess normally. How were they supposed to do it as a strange amalgamation of human limbs?
Honestly, it mightn't have been so bad if she could have been glued to Gem, but she wasn't. She was stuck with that stupid troll of a girl. The one who'd gotten them all into this mess. Her first ever detention. Her grandma was going to be so terribly disappointed, and it was all Faye's fault.
...mostly. Admittedly, she could have handled the situation a fair bit better.
"Do I have to be stuck to this... this scruffy-looking nerf herder? Can't I be glued to Gem instead? At least I know her hands are probably clean," Sophia argued before giving her left hand a tug, realizing that their hands were - in fact - glued together. The feel of Faye's hands made her nauseous.
Faye had seemed like such a nice girl the one time they'd interacted, so why had she turned out to be so rotten? All Sophia had done was talk about the girl's friend. Sophia loved hearing others talking about her friends in a positive light. She was proud of her friends, and she loved when other people recognized how amazing they were. This girl was just a psycho!
"Sorry, Gem. Uh, I'm left handed, so maybe it would be best if you handle the mopping, and I'll carry the bucket? This... thing can scrub with the rags using her mouth, or something. I don't care."
Sophia reached for the bucket of water before a mischievous idea crossed her mind. She wasn't thinking clearly, since she was still rather hungry and her mind was racing with ideas for justice, so she didn't quite realize the consequences of her actions.
With the bucket of water in her right hand, she let it slosh a bit to land on the floor between her and Gem, just near Faye's feet. Then, with a victorious smile, she jerked her hand aggressively to the right, pulling Faye just toward the water.
With any luck, the stupid weird-nosed kobold of a human being would slip on the water and fall.
...unfortunately, Sophia didn't count on the fact that she and Gem were attached to said kobold.
WC: 399/400
Notes:ReducioLeft Sophia's attempt to trip Faye open-ended. If it works, I imagine they'll all unfortunately slip
Interacting:
@Cassandra Ironwoods || @Gemima Sable || @Faye Simmons
Mentioning:
@Regina Miller || @Kim Sato || @Colin McCoire
It's A Sticky Situation
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Date: 1/9/22 | Outfit: school robes | CC: #369676
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She watched in disgust as the prefect, who she recognised from her first year, point out cleaning supplies. They were making her clean up the hall? Seriously? They couldn't possibly make her clean up everything, that seemed like way too much work for a couple of second years. The Ravenclaw sighed in relief when the prefect gave the exact instructions. She still would rather be anywhere but here.
Mumbled Irish swears escaped Faye's mouth when her hands were stuck to Sophia and Gemima. Why did she have to be stuck to such a bitch? With her loud blue hair that made her sick (and question her life choices) and that accent. Oh god, that accent. It was like listening to a over-enthusiastic brick wall. Gemima wasn't that bad, but she was the bitch's friend, so she was a bit tarnished in her eyes. She could just imagine Sophia fawning over Regina to Gemima. Talking about her hair, her eyes. How much she liked her. What a joke.
She gave a high-pitched scoff at the insult. Who did she think she was? Waltzing into her life, stealing Regina from her?
"Scruffy-looking nerf herder?!" She squawked, looking thoroughly offended. "That's a lot, coming from you. Tell me, look in a mirror lately? Anyway, how do you think I feel, having to be glued to both of you? It's like being attached to sandpaper."
Still blurting out native swears, Faye shot a glare at the prefect, as if the stare would miraculously make them change their mind and let them off with a warning. She didn't reply to the rag jeer, instead choosing to roll her eyes. Every second spent with Sophia was making her hate her even more.
A tug from her left sent her forward, and attempts to catch herself turned futile as she slipped on a puddle of water on the floor. Her mind whipped back to Sophia's remark about the rag, mop and bucket. That bitch. As she fell, she made sure to yank down on both girl's hands, bringing them down with her violently.
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Last edited by Faye Simmons on 18 Sep 2022, 00:09, edited 1 time in total.
It's A Sticky Situation
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ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใGem gazed longingly after the last few students leaving the hall. Her dormitory bed had the softest, cushiest sheets, and it would be so nice to be under those downy covers right now. To lay her head on the pillow, let all her stress melt away, and then drift off into dreamland...
Unfortunately, she was (quite literally) stuck with these two dipshits.
Yes, she admitted that she was partially at fault here, since she had joined in on the fight, but it was purely in self defense. If only Faye here hadn't attacked Sophia in the first place-- hell, if Sophia hadn't retaliated so aggressively-- then she wouldn't be in this mess.
Then there was the matter of what her parents would say. Even though Gem normally stayed out of trouble, her mum was the type to overreact to everything. She fully expected to receive a Howler at breakfast tomorrow. It would be lucky if that was all her mum decided to do to her. Maggie Sable truly was a force to be reckoned with.
And what would her dad think? Gem had forgotten if she'd ever seen him angry, but she had no desire to remember.
Cath would probably congratulate her on her detention. Gem was pretty sure her sister had racked up nearly a dozen of them in her time at Hogwarts. She sure didn't feel as if this was a victory. Gem sighed loudly, and shuffled over to a mop the best she could, while attached to two other people. Well, there was no use in spending the rest of the night feeling sorry for herself. Best to just get the task done and over with. Then she would finally be able to get some goddamn rest.
A sudden splashing of water pulled her out of her fretting. Gem glanced over just in time to see Sophia pull Faye towards a sizeable puddle on the floor. Her eyes widened.
"Wait-no--we're all together--"
Thud! All three girls collapsed on the ground in a tangled heap.
"Sophia Nelson," Gem seethed. "When I've got enough energy to do so, I am going to murder you."
"And you," she spat, attempting to direct her words towards Faye. "I definitely felt you tug on my hand just now. I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, mate, but can't you just forget whatever idiotic grudge you've got against her? Just for tonight, at least?"
Gem's voice was growing rather shrill now. "Actually, that applies to both of you." she sneered. "We're never going to get out of here unless you grow up and cooperate, for Merlin's sake!"ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใโ ใโใ
@Cassandra Ironwoods | @Sophia Nelson | @Faye Simmons
Last edited by Gemima Sable on 19 Sep 2022, 08:04, edited 1 time in total.
"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
It's A Sticky Situation
--- Date: 01/09/22 || Time: After the Feast ---
Outfit: School robes, tie untied
Sophia wasn't known for her ability to think ahead before acting. It was quite the conundrum for one who tended to overthink aspects of her life, but acting rashly was one of her favorite pastimes.
Sophia struggled against the mass of limbs, but it was very hard to get up with only one hand when your other hand was tied. It was doubly hard when the tied hand was your dominant hand.
Gem's threat didn't bother her too much. The girl was probably just still hungry and cranky, after all, and Faye had ruined their dinner and the sorting ceremony, so it was an understandable anger. She was just lashing out at Sophia because in the brief moment, something had been her fault.
"...totally worth it," she mumbled under her breath, just glad to see that Faye had fallen too. Sure, she'd gotten a bit of spiteful vengeance when she'd fallen, but that was irrelevant. She'd still fallen.
Sophia found the smirk on her face to be very difficult to hide as Gem turned her anger toward the troll of a girl between them, but she couldn't deny the guilt she felt as Gem began to get more and more worked up. She wanted out of here too, but to work with that disgusting harpy? It was almost more bearable to be stuck here all night, to be honest.
"...I don't even know why we have a grudge. I thought we were at least friendly acquaintances, but this thing started it! All I did was mention Regina saving me on the train! You saw how fast I was going on my Heelys! That could have been way worse, if Reg hadn't caught me!" she raised her own voice in frustration about the whole situation.
With a reluctant sigh, Sophia made an attempt to stand, careful to leave a little slack between them so that she didn't drag the hag again. Gem was right. They needed to bite the bullet and get this over with. If only for Gem and the prefect's time, if nothing else.
"Okay, fine. I'm left-handed, but I can at least hold a bucket if you want to mop, Gem. Ha- Faye, you don't have any hands, so I guess just try not to trip us, please?" she suggested, hesitant to show any form of manners to the other Irish girl.
It was going to be a long night.
WC: 801/400
Notes:Reducio
Interacting:
@Cassandra Ironwoods || @Gemima Sable || @Faye Simmons
Mentioning:
@Regina Miller || @Kim Sato || @Colin McCoire