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[plushaeusrumpified]

Yo, it's been entirely too long since you all got a real homework assignment. Not something like those little study assignments I've been giving you. It's about time for another one of the real deals.

Since you're all on the same level, this goes to everyone. You've been studying basic phrases in Mermish, right? So it's time to put those to use. I want everyone to start inco

[But then the message stops for a few long moments. Ink drips onto the page as if he's dropped his quill. It's a while before anything more than inksplatters appears.]

Alright, that was weird! I just had like, a massive head rush or something. I don't remember coming into this room! And I don't even know whose journal this is, but I guess I got a teacher's journal by accident? I don't even know. But whatever. I hope they don't mind me using it, because I can't find my own.

This guy writes a lot of weird things.

Oh, I probably shouldn't be reading this, should I? Sorry! Please don't give me detention. I'm just kinda confused, I wasn't thinking. I'll pretend I didn't read anything.

So anyway, I've been here a few months now and weird things are still happening. Like me waking up in this room randomly, for example. Is that normal? Should I see a doctor? I know this place is magical, but still it's really freaking weird.

I should probably get out of here now that I think about it. I don't wanna be caught in some teacher's office without permission...

Also does anyone have any ink I can borrow? Because this black is really boring.

[So yeah, Bro is back to being a first year in the middle of writing a homework assignment and is kinda confused. On an OOC note, responses will come from brohoof]

Comments

[brohoof]

It looks like you're yelling!

[Oh thank goodness. That makes him feel slightly better, but the eye searing red still looks angry.]

What joke? I'm not joking. I really did just wake up in this office, it really isn't even my fault. I don't know how it happened!

[accioleggings]

I think you might be the first person who's ever accused me of 'yelling' through journals. I'm not sure how to feel about that.

Really, Strider, what's the punchline? I'm curious.

[brohoof]

Well when you WRITE LIKE THIS it looks like yelling. Has no one else noticed? And you still kind of look angry, but that's only because big letters and red ink just look really angry. And now I just can't unsee the anger.

I'm not joking! How do I prove it? What even is the joke supposed to be, anyway? I don't get it.

[accioleggings]

I suppose everyone's just so used to it and know me well enough to know I don't yell.

You tell me, you're the one with the penchant for irony. I don't really see where it can be applied here but I'm still trying to decipher how the Strider mindset works. Just stay in your office. I'll just come down there.

[brohoof]

Oh. Well. Maybe you should think about not using ALL THE BIG LETTERS like that, because it's.

Well it's not scary, because I don't get scared. But it definitely is something. I can't really think of the word.

[He's lying, it's scary.]

I don't even have an office!

[accioleggings]

I can't really help it, it's how I've always written. No one's ever said it was scary before.

You're the Magical Languages professor, of course you have an office.

[brohoof]

Well there's a first time for everything, isn't there? Just keep in mind how it can come off!

[Especially to someone who might've accidentally been breaking rules.]

What? That makes no sense at all! I'm 11! I only speak English!

[accioleggings]

11? Wait, is this Dirk?

[brohoof]

Yes! My name is Dirk Strider. How did you know, though? Not that it matters though, because yes. I'm him. Definitely not a professor, so hopefully now you understand. I could never be a professor. Especially not languages! I can't even understand these British accents sometimes!

[accioleggings]

And now I'm even more confused.
Just stay where you are and I'll come find you.

[brohoof]

Alright, I'll stay where I am. I'm sorry for confusing you though. Even though I don't know how.

Just don't yell at me again

[accioleggings]

It's fine just
Stay put please.

[Sal hurries down to Bro's office, the whole time expecting that something very, very odd is happening at Hogwarts. Again. He arrives at Bro's office as quickly as he can, rapping his knuckles against the door.]

Stri-Dirk?

[brohoof]

Alright.

[And he just. waits. A part of him nervous that he's gonna be in trouble. When Sal finally does arrive, he turns immediately to him, trying not to look like someone who needs to be punished.]

Yessir. It's Dirk. The one you were just yellin- I mean talkin' to.

[The accent alone should clarify that this is not the Dirk you're thinking of.]