Do Not Mind Us -- Just Here to Badger You! PV Simon Kincaid Finished

Implementing Plan 'Badger Them ALL!' with @ Simon Kincaid

20 March, 2024 - HufflePuff Pride Day

There was no one, and she really meant no one, who loved being a Hufflepuff more than Simon Ezra Kincaid. AngelFyre often teased him that if there were posters touting the best qualities of each of the Hogwarts Houses, Simon would, hands down, be the poster child for House Hufflepuff. And he would deserve the honor (if such existed). No one embodied... or embraced... all of the qualities of being a Hufflepuff quite like her Hufflepuff. If today was a day to take pride in Hufflepuff, then folks would just have to forgive her if part of her pride in such extended to the walking, breathing embodiment of such.

They were coming off of a joint Patrol last evening when Simon shared his idea with her. He was, of course, excited about it and his enthusiasm was infectious, even if his last minute timing left something to be desired. "We should wear yellow and gold tomorrow and pass out yellow and gold treats or school supplies, spreading love and kindness and friendship." AngelFyre, who would never be a contender for even the 10th runner up honoree for Hufflepuff's poster child, was not at all aware that Hufflepuff Pride Day was looming large on the horizon, so she was caught a bit off guard.

Finding something yellow to wear was not going to be a problem, so she was good on that score. She did get a bit stuck on the second part of his plan which was to give out yellow or gold treats or school supplies. The only yellow treats she had in her presence constantly was a stash of lemon drops she kept on hand in case he ever ran out, but she certainly did not have enough for the whole school, and hitting up Honeydukes on a weeknight was absolutely out of the question.Then she thought on his school supplies suggestion and could not help but tease him a little.

"Uhhm, Simon? When you speak of yellow school supplies specifically, would you be thinking of #2 pencils by chance? And if so, Mr. Muggle-born, have you momentarily forgotten that we use those nifty, and incredibly inconvenient, things known as quills to scratch out our notes and homework? Hmmmmmm?" It was true that people could be seen around campus with pencils, many sketched with them, but he did say school supplies, and for classes and homework, it was quills all the way.

And they were not yellow.

And like the lemon drops, they did not have 2,000 of those to give away either.

He looked at her as she chuckled, a grin sparking to life at the corners of his own mouth. He was momentarily deterred, but not defeated. "Well, the devil is always in the details, innit?" he teased her back as he trotted his Cockney accent out for good measure. "It's wot I 'ave you for, luv," and then he gave her a quick kiss before she could comment on the accent. Funny how that method of shutting her up always seemed to work.

When that happy little diversion ended, she started putting her mind to his plan. She actually thought it would be a wonderful thing, but it was the devil and those details roadblocking them at the moment.

Then like a lightning bolt it hit her. "Simon, I think I have it. I bought some enchanted knitting needles when we were at Diagon Alley before school started this year, and they have been working ceaselessly in my little dorm room since our first day. Mom and I created some little badger patterns and that is what they have been making. I was going to give them out to all the new Hufflepuff girls in the dormitory next year, but I truly do have enough that we could dole them out to everyone tomorrow morning, if you like. We can stand on either side of the Great Hall's doors and pass them out to everyone who goes in or to everyone who wants one. They are kind of cute actually."

So it was that he agreed it sounded like a great plan, and there they both were, standing at the doors to the Great Hall, both wearing their enchanted satchels laden down with an impressive number of badgers to be given out along with heartfelt smiles and good wishes.

As the crowds started shuffling in, first in dribs and drabs, it was a bit easier to give a slightly more personal touch to people, which simply meant more than a few words could be exchanged, and she could not help but brag on her fellow for coming up with the idea. AngelFyre also, at the beginning of the morning at least, let the first 50 or so take their pick of the 5 different styles. Not everyone wanted one, of course, and that was fine, but even those who declined did so with wide, friendly smiles, so she knew Simon's plan had hit its mark.

There was a slight lull before the second wave hit and she looked over at him, pleased to see him looking so happy. "How does it feel to be Hufflepuff's Ambassador for a day? Does this meet your expectations?" He did smile wide but did not get a chance to answer because some more students were making their way up to the entrance. The younger years split in her direction and a couple of 5th year Gryffindors made their way to Simon. She could not help herself and busted out laughing when she heard him say to the boys that it was their job this morning, and he then pointed to AngelFyre and then back to himself, "to Badger Everyone." Both fellows snorted good-naturedly as they took their badgers and headed in for breakfast.

Simon just smiled at her with that cat that ate the canary smile and winked at her. "Pun definitely intended, love."

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OOC: Simon and AngelFyre's writers have long ago given one another standing permission to godmod their partner's character.