Umbridge's Office [veeeeeeery late at night]
Hannelore had wanted to do something ever since that bitch had threatened Winslow, and earlier this morning, inspiration had hit.
Winslow hadn't really gotten why she'd wanted to print out all the equine porn that Pintsize kept sending him, and frankly, had seemed a bit worried about her. Especially after she asked for all the "gifts" from Pintsize that he still had on his hard drive. Of course he still had it. Winslow appreciated the spirit in which they had been sent and thought his friend just missed him.
Which was why late, late Monday night, a slim figure ducked outside Umbridge's office, carrying a bag and on a cell phone. "I've got the bobby pin," she said quietly, keeping an eye out. "Now, go through it slowly."
On the other end of the phone, Dora wondered what the hell was going on, but patiently went through the directions again. "Did you lock yourself out of the apartment? Just make Winslow let you in."
"Nope." Hannelore grinned as the lock gave and the door opened. "Okay thanks talk to you later okay bye Dora!" She clicked her phone shut before Dora could reply, and snuck in. She didn't risk turning on the lights, but fished around in her bag before brandishing her Windex and Swiffer.
In under ten minutes, the office was practically sparkling, and Hannelore pulled out her scotch tape and the printouts she'd made.
When she snuck out twenty minutes later, the office was decorated in full. Horse porn printouts were stuck to the walls, strung across the ceiling, and littering the floor. Thanks to her suction cups, Hannelore had even managed to stick them to the ceiling itself.
And naturally, she'd left an air freshener under the desk, too. The place had needed it.
[nfb, please, but ooc comments welcome. office was absolutely modded with permission. :D]
Winslow hadn't really gotten why she'd wanted to print out all the equine porn that Pintsize kept sending him, and frankly, had seemed a bit worried about her. Especially after she asked for all the "gifts" from Pintsize that he still had on his hard drive. Of course he still had it. Winslow appreciated the spirit in which they had been sent and thought his friend just missed him.
Which was why late, late Monday night, a slim figure ducked outside Umbridge's office, carrying a bag and on a cell phone. "I've got the bobby pin," she said quietly, keeping an eye out. "Now, go through it slowly."
On the other end of the phone, Dora wondered what the hell was going on, but patiently went through the directions again. "Did you lock yourself out of the apartment? Just make Winslow let you in."
"Nope." Hannelore grinned as the lock gave and the door opened. "Okay thanks talk to you later okay bye Dora!" She clicked her phone shut before Dora could reply, and snuck in. She didn't risk turning on the lights, but fished around in her bag before brandishing her Windex and Swiffer.
In under ten minutes, the office was practically sparkling, and Hannelore pulled out her scotch tape and the printouts she'd made.
When she snuck out twenty minutes later, the office was decorated in full. Horse porn printouts were stuck to the walls, strung across the ceiling, and littering the floor. Thanks to her suction cups, Hannelore had even managed to stick them to the ceiling itself.
And naturally, she'd left an air freshener under the desk, too. The place had needed it.
[nfb, please, but ooc comments welcome. office was absolutely modded with permission. :D]