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Date. August 1, 2022 | Thread. Big Annual BBQ | Dialogue. #ff5757

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xxxKiwi. Hm. What a cute name. As she lay on the ground, Maggie gently parted her hands, peering in at the creature that sat in her palms, trembling and frightened. The little thing was awfully lucky. Benvolio had an appetite the size of Russia and could've easily caught Kiwi if Maggie had decided not to give chase. "Hello, Kiwi," she whispered softly, squinting a bit, "don't stress. I promise I've got you now."

Even though Kiwi was incredibly cute, Maggie was glad to see that her owner, supposedly, showed up. Made things far easier. There she stood, arms outstretched, offering Kiwi to the girl who had walked up. "Yeah, she's fine for now," the dark-haired girl smiled and dipped her head, "I wouldn't say you're a bad owner. Probably not doing anything wrong, pets are just pretty unpredictable, don't you think?"

Maggie herself had some issues with her pet. Benvolio the little explorer, always on the prowl and hunting for something more.

Maggie was, at least, glad that her suspicions had been correct. If she'd accidentally guessed wrong, Maggie was unsure of how she'd react. If this girl was named, perhaps, Marissa? Wow, how embarrassing.

"Don't stress about the last name thing. Half of the Hogwarts population makes sure to use their last names like they're some celebrity, but I really dunno why it's such a big thing here," after all, Maggie hadn't bothered to use her last name in introducing herself to Monica. "It's a pureblood thing, I think."

At the mention of him, Benvolio moved. Wound himself around Maggie's legs, meowing to beg her for attention. "This is Benvolio! He's mine, but I like to think I'm a runaway rat catcher. Savior. Whatever you wanna say. Like that movie, the Rescuers. Except the rat's the one getting rescued."

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Taking Kiwi back in her hands, Monica smiled at the girl for not thinking she was a terrible pet owner. "Well, thank you... but this being my first pet, I sure feel as I am doing something wrong... I am working on training, but at the moment Kiwi doesn't do anything if I am not offering any food. Little gremlin is only motivated by treats." Kiwi looked back at Monica, the crumb of food having disappeared, and her eyes were begging for more. "No you have had your share!" Monica took her rat and placed her in her hood, the safest place for Kiwi to be right now. "Aside from that, I would have to agree... No one told me that they just did as they pleased, I was under the impression that owning a pet was like having the perfect companion... like Air buddies, or scooby-doo! yeah know?"

Monica began to wonder what Blood statues Maggie was... could be Muggle-born, but could just be a pureblood that is sensitive to Muggle-born's cultural struggles... regardless that fact was pretty clear Monica was born and raised in the muggle world. "It feels so unnatural... At my old school it was parents, and teachers you would use last names for... not other students. But it's the culture here... so I guess got to get used to it." She crossed her arms and began to balance on one foot, not even realizing she was doing so, and continued in conversation.

The black cat came up to Maggie, wrapping itself around her legs, "This is Benvolio! He's mine, but I like to think I'm a runaway rat catcher. Saviour. Whatever you wanna say. Like that movie, the Rescuers. Except the rat's the one getting rescued."

Monica laughed, "I love that movie! It's one of my favourites, maybe that is why I ended up choosing a rat." She laughed a little, her foot falling to the ground as her balance was lost. She bent down to Benvolio's hight, "Nice to meet you Mr. Benvolio... though it would have been nicer if you were chasing my cat, but I don't blame you... after all circle of life." She held out her hand to the cat, seeing if he would sniff it, and allow Monica to pet him. Though she seemed to be a bad rat owner, she did know a thing or two about dogs and cats, and the biggest was you never go in for a pet before the animal had accepted you.

Monica looked up at Maggie, "He is a beautiful cat! I love his eyes, and his coat is so silky! How long have you had him?"

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Date. August 1, 2022 | Thread. Big Annual BBQ | Dialogue. #ff5757

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xxxBenvolio seemed to appreciate the attention from the new person, coiling his way around Monica's ankles and purring loudly as she gave him her attention. Maggie crossed her arms and watched him revel in the attention, reaching down to gently scratch between his ears. "How long? Uh, I don't really remember. Does that make me a bad cat owner? Probably. I dunno. I do give him a bunch of treats and, like, coat healthy food. That's probably why he's so silky."

It was refreshing, admittedly, to be speaking to someone who wasn't all high and mighty about muggle things vs wizard things. Plenty of people she'd spoken to seemed to have this complex about having more wizard blood than her, and Maggie personally couldn't stand the energy. How did it even make any sense for purebloods to be so much better than others when purebloods didn't even have cell phones? It seemed like one of the groups had modern technology and cool things and the others had arranged marriages and house servants. Riddle me that.

Plus, The Rescuers was really good.

"Benny, c'mere," Maggie leaned down and extended her arms, allowing her cat to leap up into her arms and snuggle up there. She smiled at Monica, turning her head towards the larger gathering of students at the BBQ. "We should get back to the center. Lots of stuff to do, y'know."

She adjusted the cat on her shoulder, then extended a hand to Monica. "I can help you back, if you like. As long as you make sure to not lose your rat again."

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There was such ease in the way Maggie spoke, she had the tone of a person that could really get along with anyone, and though Monica only had a handful of interactions with her fellow Slytherin, in this moment, she felt like she were already friends with Miss Maggie Hawkins.

Monica smiled at Maggie, trying to remember how long she had been with Benvolio, "Quite the contrary... I think it makes you a great owner, it speaks to me as you don't even remember not having him in your life, really shows the love and bond the two of you share." Was she being a little bit sappy? Perhaps, but Monica meant it, though she could state how long she had had Kiwi, she still felt like there was never a Moment Kiwi wasn't her rat. "And you are right, that is the cleanest, silkiest fur I have ever seen, you must be doing something right!"

Maggie leaned down, calling her cat over to her, as Benvolio leaped into her arms she stood, inviting to walk back to the BBQ with Monica, her outstretched hand waiting for Evan's response. Monica smiled, grabbing the girls hand with enough force to let them both sway as if a swing being pushed by a gentle breeze, "Well I would be honoured to have you accompany me back to the main event, and I promise, no more run away rats."

As they headed back together, Monica couldn't help but wonder if this was a real building of friendship, or a pleasent interactions. Which ever case it was, she was just glad that Kiwi was safe, and to have just a simple chat, with a pretty cool person.

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