SWIMMINGGEDDON.

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WHO: Murdoc Donoghue and YOU
TONE: Fun, WHIMSICAL, horrifying
RATING: PG-13 and onward
WHEN: September 7th
WHERE:  The Lake.
WHAT:  After this Murdoc realised the children (and staff) of Hogwarts were in dire need of swimming lessons.
STATUS: Ongoing

[GATHER AROUND CHILDREN it's a warm summer day and the lake is perfect for diving into your sudden but inevitable deaths. You should all be dressed in your swimming trunks (which you clearly have don't even lie) because Murdoc sure is. He's determined to conduct this in the best manner he can, though he wasn't quite expecting the turn out to be so large. People who can swim are welcome to become his assistants because he could probably use the help.]

Comments

[rule_britannia]

Huh..

[And suddenly, the conversation has become awkward..]

[nomorals]

[Oh. Crap now she's gone and made things awkward. How does she remedy this? She bites her bottom lip a little before slipping behind him and perching herself on his shoulders.]

You should give me a piggy back.

[rule_britannia]

[It catches him off-guard, and he almost pitches her off him, then he peers around at her and grins slightly]

Yeah? I suppose I can do that.

[He settles her a bit more securely on his shoulders, stuffs his socks inside his shoes, and grabs them before getting carefully to his feet, curling his toes into the grass]

Where to, my queen?

[nomorals]

[She was honestly expecting him to pitch her off so when he grins at her and stands before she leans down, wrapping her arms around his neck before making a loud hum, pointing in one direction.]

Hark! I say, thar be first years over there. Let's go mess with their heads.

[rule_britannia]

Splendid idea! Hi-ho Silver, and all that bollocks.

[He smirks, and sets off at a light jog]