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[not_the_dreck]

WHO: Asch and Luke
LOCATION: The hall to the Gryffindor dorms
WEEK: 58
TIME: Thursday morning-ish
WHAT: Luke suddenly disappeared during a conversation, and Asch needs to make sure he's not dead.
RATING: PG-ish

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[not_a_dreck]

What trouble? Luke wasn't in any trouble... yet. Luke was just unbelievable pissed off! Skidding to a stop just before he hit a star the boy scrambled after a unicorn swearing and throwing hexes at on his way. "You STUPID bloody horse! GET BACK HERE!"

The sparkling pink abomination galloped away before suddenly taking off with a burst of speed. "OH NO YOU DON'T!" He looked around before grabbing onto a passing dolphin giving him more speed down the hallway. Steering was a project and not at all like a broomstick. In fact all the up and down was making him feel a little ill. So ill in fact that he almost didn't see the star the animals was about to joyful leap into.

"Oh, bullocks!" He jumped off in time not to blow up but he was still flung down the hall from the blast, crashing him into something that he PRAYED wasn't a star.

[not_the_dreck]

No, it wasn't a star, but it might as well have been just as dangerous. Asch couldn't help but stop and stare at the unicorn that went barreling past him with Mieu in it's mouth, at a loss for words. It was then that he heard the dreck, although he didn't see him until he was already on the dolphin, and...

Yeah.

What the hell.

Of course, he was in such dumbfounded disbelief that he didn't realize that he was about to be a cushion for Luke's fall until he was already on top of him. A snarl escaped from him after a long, awkward pause.

"You. Have two seconds. To get off of me. DRECK!"

[not_a_dreck]

Lifting his head and spitting out some more sparkles, it took Luke a moment to realize he was on something soft and growling. It wasn't until Asch spoke that the twin perked up. "Asch?!"

He scrambled off him and coughed up a few more sparkles. His hair, face and clothes covered in scorch marks and glitter. "Asch! Those pink... glittering... ABOMINATIONS! They took my cheagle!" He started whining complaining. "AND THEY RUINED MY CLOTHES!"

Sorry big brother, Luke is a little too distracted to be intimidated by you right now.

[not_the_dreck]

Really? Will a fist to the back of the head help?

Asch stood up, listening to Luke whine with strained patience, before hauling off and decking him in the back of the head as hard as he could.

"IDIOT!" he bellowed. "Worry about what's more important than your damn clothes!"