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BROOM CLEANING + 4TH WALL EVENT

WHO: The Whole School + ANYONE ELSE
TONE: That shit cray
RATING: PG – PG-13
WHEN: June 9th and 10th
WHERE: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; Broom cleaning is on the front lawn, but feel free to wander!
WHAT: Students and Teachers are cleaning brooms for the surrounding community in attempt to raise funds. Crazy hijinks ensue when the 4th wall is promptly broken.
NOTES: Use any comment format you like, and tag around! Have a good time and enjoy your stay.

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[There's a bitty on your grounds, Hogwarts, looking around in awe. What do?]

[Awww she's so small and unawares. Someone nice should greet her.

And who nicer than the star spangled man? Even if he's not very spangly right now.]

Hello, miss. Is this your first time at Hogwarts?

[Hello, mister star spangled man. You have a bitty staring up at you in awe.]

Yes! I'm here with my father to deliver something to my cousin John but I believe I got separated from him.

[Blink blink. Blink. Blink.

Wow, she sure looks a lot like John.]

Sup?

[Staaaaare.]

Su...oh! That's Muggle slang for hello, right?

You look a hell of a lot like John. You wouldn't happen to be of any relation to the Egberts, would you?

Oh, well yes! [She clutches the stuffed bunny in her arms to her chest tighter at the mention of her cousin.] John Egbert is my cousin!

[That is adorable as shit.]

How old are you?

Eleven! [She beams up at him with a toothy grin.] I'll be going to Hogwarts myself next semester!

[Oh my god, resist urge to squish the tiny.]

Huh. So's my cousin. You ought to meet him - his name's Dirk. He's around here somewhere, I think.

[So in awe...oh! Other kids her age?!]

Oh really? Oh my gosh, do you think he'd be my friend? I've never had any friends before! Well except for cousin John, but even then I don't get to see him as often as I want to because Daddy likes to keep me in the house for my own safety.

[That's about the saddest thing he ever heard get said.]

I'm sure he'd love to be your friend. My name's Dave, by the way. John's my best bro.

[It really is for her own protection. Being the heiress to Betty Crocker means she has a lot of people after her.]

And I'm Jane Crocker. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mister Dave!

[well, no place safer than Hogwarts!]

Same here. I take it from the way you said 'muggle slang' before that you haven't had the most integrated upbringing.

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[Okay, maybe running around the grounds on her own was a bad idea.]

Rosie? Aunt Roxanne?

[Roxy is so busy zipping through the crowd she bangs right into the fellow bitty.]

[Janey here got separated from her own dad when he went inside. The stairs are very confusing! And when she rounds the corner she slams into another bitty. Oh no! Jane goes down onto her backside, cringing a little but not crying. She's a good girl, a good...oh drat.]

Owie...

[Boom, right on her bony butt.]

Bloody hell! [She blurts out the curse without thinking, hands quickly moving to rub her aching tailbone.] Sorry. I didn't see you there.

[Jane's never heard anybody swear before in her life so her immediate reaction? Stare in shock and clutch her bunny plush to her chest.]

You shouldn't say things like that! What if your mother or father heard? They'd be so appalled!

[Wow, nobody's ever called her out for her sailor's mouth before.]

Mum's never cared much about how I talk. Don't have a dad who could get appalled either.

Doesn't...why that's absolutely preposterous! Of course your mother should care, she is your mother after all.

She cares but she just cares about more important things than what comes out of my mouth.

[You're a weird kid, Crocker. Parents actually give a shit about swearing, what?]

[You absolutely puzzle her, new person.]

If my father caught that sort of thing coming from my mouth I would be grounded for months! I mean, not that I'm not always grounded but that's just for my own protection.

Wait wait wait.

You're always grounded? [And she thought living in middle of nowhere Scotland was boring.] Why?

Because I'm the heiress, silly. [It sounds differently when she says it, more like hair. She tucks the bunny under an arm and sticks her hand out, eagerly and just as tentative like she'd been taught. It doesn't occur to her that she shouldn't be telling just anyone this.] Jane Crocker. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Edited 2012-06-11 02:51 (UTC)

Like, the Crockers? The Betty Crocker Crockers?