Event: Baby Britain

[shnpc]

WHO: Staff and Students of Hogwarts
TONE: Confused and juvenile
RATING: PG at most they are babbies, you sickos
WHEN: April 3rd, in the Evening
WHERE: The Great Hall
WHAT: The Mothering Sunday Feast results in some of the staff and students de-aging into their past selves. Tots probably aren't great at using journals, so initial reactions can be

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[scaredofshadow]

[What was she doing here? Six-year-old Fluttershy didn't recognize this place and her mum and papa were nowhere in sight. Needless to say, she's a little freaked out right now and hides behind anything she can find.]

[alreadywhipped]

Calm down! Are you okay?

[Preteen Jules happens to think that hiding under tables is really quite silly, but this little girl is obviously scared and Mother taught him how to be a gentleman. Hopefully, Fluttershy can understand him despite his notable French accent.]

[scaredofshadow]

Eep!

[She attempts to hide herself further under the table, and when that doesn't work she covers her eyes with her hands.]

[alreadywhipped]

[He pouts a bit; why can't girls behave themselves?]

I'm not scary!

[godcomplex7]

[KID☆STAR IS TOTALLY UNFAZED ABOUT BEING HERE. MOMMA SID IS FINALLY OUT OF HIS HAIR. SO HE'S JUST GONNA BE RUNNING AROUND EVERYWHERE LIKE THE WILD CHILD HE IS.

OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS KID--WHY IS HE--

OH MY GOD HE IS ATTEMPTING TO CLIMB UP A BANISTER.]

WAHOOOOO!!!

[brbbeincool]

[Oh Jesus fucking Christ what the bloody hell had been in the food? Soul was looking around at the transformed kiddies before the yell caught his attention.]

Oi! Get down from there, Black☆Star!

[godcomplex7]

[>:3 brb climbing up this banisterrrrrrr.]

HAHAHAHA MAKE MEEEEEE!!!

[brbbeincool]

[Facepalming. He totally felt for Sid right now. Totally. And if this was the way all kids were, he wasn't having any. EVER.]

FINE! I WILL. [brb coming after you >|]

[yourseoulmate]

[This place isn't home. It's clearly not day care, either. Lots and lots of other little kids, big kids, and really big kids are around, but he doesn't know any of them, and he certainly doesn't see his parents anywhere.

This should be a recipe for sending any two-and-a-half year old into an unstoppable fit of terror, but Yong Soo Yancy Im isn't really concerned about any of that.

No, he's noticed the piles and piles of food around him. Everyone knows food was made to be thrown against walls, smeared into hair, and maybe eaten if a few chunks of it happen to land close enough to a mouth by sheer random coincidence. Wasting no time, he proceeds to make a messy war-zone of his portion of the Ravenclaw dining table, laughing uproariously the whole time.]

[priestess_amagi]

[Yukiko, only a few years younger, will be making her way up the Ravenclaw table now.]

You should stop that. You're making a mess.

[yourseoulmate]

[He hears the unfamiliar voice and looks up, peering at the girl with wide, amazed eyes. After thinking about it for a moment, he renders his opinion by throwing a roll at Yukiko's forehead.]

No! Fun!

[priestess_amagi]

[asdsfdsfg roll to the face.]

That's not very nice. You won't make any friends if you throw things at them.

[italianscanspar]

[[ The little 7 year old Firo hasn't really noticed the change in scenery. He's way too engrossed in a book much too big for him to look around and say, "Hm, this isn't the library..."

There is, however, an adorable look of concentration on his face as he licks his thumb and turns the page of his massive book, a little pout on his face. ]]

[puckinyourmom]

[Oh, yeah? NERD. Puck's gonna walk by and pour juice on his book for absolutely no reason.]

[italianscanspar]

[[ ... so not cool jerkface.

Firo gets up, closes his book, and slams it at the back of Puck's head. ]]

Why'd you do that?!

[puckinyourmom]

It's a party, you dumb. Books are for bedtime.

[thirteenlights]

[There's a little blonde Hufflepuff sitting where Roxas used to be, looking to be no more than about seven or eight years old. He kicks his legs back and forth under the table, looking around in awe.]

[whoeverlooks]

[Color her shocked and awed.]

...Roxas? What happened to that growth spurt of yours? ...Or did I just get taller?

[thirteenlights]

[He looks up at her in confusion before giving a smile.]

D'you know my friend Xion, miss? You look like her.

[whoeverlooks]

I.

[Stalling to think about what on earth is going on for a moment.]

I am Xion, Roxas!

[Well, thinking is not a Nobody/Replica/wtfever's strong suit anyway.]