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[Hope you're ready for some scribbling, Hogwarts. Because her writing isn't exactly the easiest to read.]

So! Before I actually get into some important things, is everyone ready for Quidditch season? And I don't just mean the school, I mean all over the place. I know probably a lot of you like your silly little English teams, but there's a lot better teams out there than them. Like, say, the Vratsa Vultures for their amazing pioneering of the long goal and being so kind to give newbies a chance to prove themselves in the big leagues or you could go for the Grodzik Goblins who had the amazing Josef Wronski that all of you seekers can thank for inventing the Wronski Feint.

But, hey, who am I to tell you who to cheer for? Though I have to say we're going to have some problems if you're on the International scene for Germany or England, not that they could compare to Bulgaria. Or a fan of the Heidelberg Harriers, Gorodok Gargoyles, or Quiberon Quafflepunchers. ... If you like that last one, you seriously need to get a better sense of taste and learn what real Quidditch is about. Wearing bright pink uniforms and acting like ballerinas on the pitch is just an insult to the game, you know.

Onto some real business while I've got some time. Has anyone possibly seen my cat Edit around lately? I haven't seen her in a few days and she's not the type to stay out for so long and not come back to me for at least some food or something. She's a female Siamese and should be wearing a red, white, and green collar with a little cross and bell on it. Any information is highly appreciated.

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You are such a jock it's horrifying.

~~I stole Edit; she loves me~~ Hope she comes back soon. Maybe she raided the kitchen? Never known her to skip a meal, I'm sure she's found something...

I thought you already knew that because of the equestrian sports, but let me guess, that doesn't count?

~~I will cut you in your sleep.~~ She might have, though that's what worries me, the fact that I haven't seen her and there hasn't been a fuss in the kitchen as far as I know.

By the way, still angry about Alida.

I certainly knew it; I was reiterating the obvious. And that it's horrifying.

~~That is perverse.~~ Cats wander off a lot. Could even be outside eating mice. Bet she's terrorizing a mouse family, one by one, and getting her food intake thus.

You say that as if there's something I could have done to stop it. Other than possibly giving him a mate at home. Clearly there are suggestive overtones in your dressage choreography. Maestro was just doing the routine as planned. There's no need for the extra hip swaying and eyelash batting, or whatever the equine equivalent is. I think you need to keep her in line.

Oh come on now, how is being interested in Quidditch like that horrifying? It's not like it's any different than, say, your being interested in whatever composer or musician at the time.

My cat does not terrorize anything, thank you very much. Though I suppose she could have found something to keep her attention, not sure what it would be.

Wait, what? You're calling my choreography suggestive? It's no different than the dressage trials my other horses have gone through, so your point is stupid. And on that note, suggesting that my horse was somehow seducing your's is rather disturbing to hear. Since that says a lot about you.

You could have tied him to a post or, better yet, have gelded him. What a concept.

I've been to games with you. You scream like a banshee.

She's a cat. Cats toy with things before they die. It's probably cute to the cat. Not so cute for the mouse.

No no no, perhaps not the choreography itself, but the way it was executed. We're supposed to be in perfect, refined, unison. You can dance the tango, or you can dance the tango. Alida was probably doing the latter, but I wouldn't know, as I'm not very much in touch with horse body language. Perhaps you are. I fail to see what this has to do with me.

It was your house. I'm not going to mess with your property; you could have done it too. And I didn't want to in case I wanted him to breed in the future. I was hoping to wait until we were out of school, but you know. Not to mention the thought makes me queasy.

It's called cheering your team on, not that you would know what that means. Since you don't care about it.

It could be something other than a mouse, for all you know.

Honestly, she does as she is instructed to do and that is all, nothing more and nothing less. Just because you're trying to find some excuse to make it seem like you're the victim in this doesn't mean that there actually is any base to it at all. And, as I seem to recall, we weren't in a perfect unison as your horse is nowhere near Alida's level, so kindly shove off.

There are posts there for a reason, Roderich! And it wouldn't have made any difference and it still would have happened if she had been tied up as, from what I know, mares don't have to be moving to still be bred. And there is not way in the world I would do that to Alida as she is perfection in the breed standard. Perfect conformation, lovely lineage, wonderful show results, far better than your horse.

No, I don't care. Well done.

The cat argument is becoming pointless. All I'm trying to say is that she's probably fine and not to worry. Excuse me for trying to lighten a situation; I had no intentions of arguing over what your cat is making a pig out of herself over.

When did I say I was a victim? Nowhere. It is however not my problem, nor is it my fault. Talk to Maestro. Go yell at him. And I'm the only one in the household that remotely cares about these things so when I'm away, he doesn't have the opportunity to train. Also the reason he hasn't been in any shows, but don't you dare insinuate he isn't a purebred Lipizzan. Alida will be back to normal in no time; a colt is not going to ruin her career. And are you honestly complaining about the prospect of another horse at your home? Goodness. Let her live a little.

And this is why people think you're boring.

Wait, wait a second. Back up. Letting her live a little? So first you call my horse a slut and now you're saying that I should just let her prance around getting mounted by any stallion that will have her? Wow, I didn't know you could be that hypocritical, but it really isn't that surprising. As for your precious little Maestro, I'm saying that he's nowhere near as quality as Alida is and thus that poor foal is probably not going to be the quality it deserves to be. You know, due to the sire being unwanted.

I also don't care.

I was poking fun at first; are you really that awful at detecting lighthearted sarcasm? And I'm not saying that at all. I'm saying that her getting pregnant is a minor setback for you, not her. The poor girl may have been lonely. If there's no reasonable compromise in your mind between total isolation and promiscuity, I have concerns for your life in general.

I haven't been able to let Maestro fulfill his potential. I don't even know what that potential is, so don't claim to know it either when he's my horse. And what is this about Maestro being unwanted? Don't speak for your horse. That's what psychologists call projecting. You're straight out of a textbook. I've no qualms saying this matchmaking business is ridiculous; I've no need to use my pets as puppets to say so. And don't call nonsense on me; you're the one who made this About You. Or About Me, rather, and you still didn't answer how on earth my poking fun at your desperate mare said anything about me.

You're speaking as if you know how my horse felt, shove it. We don't mix mares and stallions for obvious reasons, she was always out in pasture with the rest of the mares and it was perfectly fine. I'd still say the desperate one here was your's, not her.

[Oh what is this. Stop that.]

I'm saying nothing about that matchmaking nonsense or making this about me, what if something goes wrong? What if I lose my horse because of complications? What then, Roderich? I'll have lost my best horse, best friend, and the best damn dressage horse that I've ever seen. You may not care that much, but I do. My horses are my life and don't you forget that for one single, solitary moment or try to attach some psychological bullshit to it.

I'm offering a different perspective! And not to be crass but she did not appear to be struggling or upset about the ordeal when we found them.

...What is the likelihood of that, though? I wouldn't worry. I hadn't considered that, but it doesn't mean I don't care. I do know that and I understand that. I still don't know what you were trying to insinuate about me earlier, that's all!! You did mention me and I have a right to ask what the Hell that was supposed to mean. And I understand that you're worried but no one is telling you to be such a pessimist about the prospect of her having a foal. Honestly I think it's dear.

Shut up.

The likelihood of it is that it's still a possibility and the fact that I won't be there makes it even worse. I'd say I trust my father with it, but he has the rest of the horses and everything else to worry about and take care of as well. Meaning that there's no real way to keep a watch on her twenty-four seven which upsets me, okay?

Because I know that if something goes wrong and I'm not there, then it's my fault as it could have been something that was preventable. Or could have not happened in the first place if there was someone there looking for those early warning signs and able to do something before the problem got out of control.

You'll see her at Christmas. Your family is crazy but they're not crazy enough to not put an expecing mare on highest priority for care. And you know how they are; if something went wrong when your family is asleep, they'd make a racket and wake someone up. I think the other mares will look out for her, too. They're smart.

It wouldn't be your fault. I shouldn't have brought Maestro over at all; I should have just ridden one of yours and stopped being a coward that they'd all throw me off. ~~Even if you know they wou~~

[Long pause before the next bit appears.]

Did you want to study later?

[It's a bit comforting, to actually be reminded that her fears are pretty dumb. And that Christmas is only a few months away before she could see her precious baby again. Thus she doesn't reply right away, now until the next bit.]

... Sure. Where at?

Library is fine, usual spot. I've realized I don't have many things to review but it can't hurt. Could always just kill time looking at new books. But I don't want to keep you if you have work to do.

After dinner? Later than that? We have until ten this year, which is nice.

The library is fine, I'm sure I can think of something to occupy our time there if nothing else. I honestly have nothing else to do lately.

Well, not until practice starts up and club things kick off once again. After dinner is also perfectly fine.

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