Snape makes his way through the flat to the kitchen, and to the pantry. He's got a fierce craving for crisps, of which there are none in the estate in Wales. Ah, crisps. Excellent. Sour cream and onion? Better and better. Looking around shiftily, he decides to dare some pop, and opens the fridge.
The smell is amazing. There's something green in the back, and he thinks it might be looking at him.
"Sweet cauldrons, what is that?" He immediately blames Hollister, whatever it is.
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She's leaning on the doorframe. "And you're a braver man than me. Don't get too close, I think it's hungry."
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"Alphonse my arse." This little blighter's coming right out!
September 26 2005, 16:52:30 UTC 6 years ago
She retreats smartly into the other room.
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"Alright you, come on. It's just you and me. Come quietly and I won't immediately dice you for potions."
September 26 2005, 17:08:17 UTC 6 years ago
She sighs and goes to find a containment structure.
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"Thoughts?"
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She takes the box, squints down the kitchen, and then drop-kicks it: there's a flicker and a hum as it passes through the half-mended dimensional rip, and is gone.
"Thank you for yet again saving our collective bottoms."
September 26 2005, 18:48:03 UTC 6 years ago
May I suggest that if you see anything left in this fridge for over a week, you toss it?
...I have butter on my elbow." It's very upsetting.
September 26 2005, 18:58:40 UTC 6 years ago
She hugs him.
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"And next time, don't grab innocent bystanders into it, damn it!"
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"... Dammit, I wanted to help!" she says, brooding. "I even had the cabbles and gay rabbits ready for battle."
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