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[spangledplan]

I have a request.

The next time someone decides to leap at me wielding a pillow? Some warning would be nice.

Telling Madame Pomfrey I got a black eye in a pillow fight is kind of awkward. I don't really see how it's helping to "toughen me up".

Comments

[brothor]

[Inkblots.]

What's for dinner?

[spangledplan]

You would.

How am I supposed to know? Isn't it always the same selection anyways?

[brothor]

I might! It might be fun!

I don't know, I was trying to distract you. I don't think it worked.

[spangledplan]

How would that be fun? Would you want to get beaten with rocks every morning?

[Pause.]

On second thought, don't answer that.

[brothor]

What am I meant to say if I don't answer the question?

[spangledplan]

Nothing?

Unless you really want to talk about being beaten with rocks.

[brothor]

No, not really.

Have you done your history homework, Steve? Do you know the answers, Steve?

[spangledplan]

Good.

And of course. It's not like the homework was exceptionally hard.

[brothor]

It was exceptionally boring!

[spangledplan]

Did you finish your homework?

[brothor]

Of course I did! I will pass all of my classes, even if it kill my professors!

[spangledplan]

...What does that even mean?

[brothor]

It means I will do well.

[spangledplan]

At the expense of your professors' health?

[brothor]

Yes! You are catching on!