1st Cup of Coffee

[thisperfectsaucer]

[Van hasn't been using his journal all summer; he's been busy with the shop and keeping the Jaegers in line. Apparently he hasn't been doing as well as he'd hoped, because there's Maxim, half-naked in a journal entry even the little firsties can see. Good thing the Von Mekkhans are masters of PR.]

I would like to publically apolo

[INK SPLOTCH]

I'm sorry that Maxim Jaeger is a ter

[I N K S P L O T C H 

Okay

This isn't working

Maybe face-palming into the void will restore the karmic balance]

Comments

[moveslikejaeger]

[You could just accept him for the pantsless boy that he is]

[thisperfectsaucer]

[No. He is a Hufflepuff. He will work at this and work at this until he gets the results he wants, and you will not sway him.

Now put on some pants and come down the coffee shop, god. He saved you one of those pastries you like.]

[moveslikejaeger]

[...Curse you, Vanamonde Heliotrope Von Mekkhan! Pastries are his one weakness!]

[Pants are acquired and he makes his way to the coffee shop, only to pout at Van for spoiling his fun in the best way possible]

Schmotty pents.

AND ACTION FROM THIS POINT ON.....

[thisperfectsaucer]

Oh, you shush. Here.

[He hands over the pastry.]

I have to hand it to you. Losing house points for Gryffindor in the middle of summer vacation is truly a feat.

[moveslikejaeger]

Hy got it beck. [he shrugs, plopping down into the booth next to Van, stuffing as much pastry in his mouth as he can. he chews and swallows before speaking though, he's not Oggie, he does have SOME table manners] Looked like de professors vos gonna haff a fight 'bout it too. Ve prolly gon' schtatt fife points ahead eef it's op to de vun.

[thisperfectsaucer]

I don't know why he's so set on rewarding you for being inappropriate. I don't think it's you so much as he wants to annoy Professor Peixes.

[Not that your frilly knickers aren't worth five points to Gryffindor, especially since they were house colors, but still.]

[moveslikejaeger]

Ho, dot's exectly vhy he's doink it! [snicker, shrugging one shoulder carelessly] But ten points iz ten points. Hy tek it.

Chust like Hy tek dis pastry hyu zo t'oughtfully saffed fur me. [He smiles, waggling the pastry at Van before holding it up to his mouth, shoving his tongue into the center. Mmmm, cherry filling]