Return letter delivered with Fluffers, who is still wearing a tiny blue tielikeabadpennySeptember 6 2007, 10:39:52 UTC
Claire,
Hufflepuff, huh? Yellow and black is better than the colors in my house. Seriously, green and silver. I'd prefer bumblebee spew than... yeah I can't even think of a proper metaphor to describe the horror that is green and silver.
Oh god, hahahaha There's a problem with our tent right now. You might have to hold off a visit until everything's safe. ...Giant cockroaches, it's nasty. I can meet you somewhere else, though?
Return letter with an owl - Fluffers is SO being pampered right nowms_miracle_growSeptember 6 2007, 10:46:39 UTC
Peter,
Dragon poo? Although green is better than yellow, come on. There are, like, four people on the face of the planet who can pull off yellow, and Beyonce I am not.
Okay, you...do realize I'm A) not buying that and B) totally not a china doll, right? Seriously, I'm coming down to your tent. I don't care if it's messy or whatever. I do have a younger brother. I know the grossness that is a boy's room. It's cool.
&hearts Claire
P.S. Is this the meerkat?! He's so cute. He's also totally being held for ransom - I'll bring him down with me when I come. See your tent. Where you live. ;)
Reply with the same owl; the poor creature looks like Peter flailed at itlikeabadpennySeptember 6 2007, 10:58:46 UTC
Claire,
And even fewer who can pull off this shade of emerald green and tin-can silver. Trust me. At least your dorms aren't dungeons.
Seriously, cockroaches. Giant ones. And my room isn't gross, I do know how to tidy - it's a wisdom that comes with age. ...Cockroaches. And earlier, our pipes burst, so everything is soggy and wet. Mold grew really quickly. Also, the tent burned to the ground, so there's actually nothing to see. And then Godzilla stomped on the remains- no maybe that's too much-
Anywhere else is good with me.
- Peter
P.S. Yeah, that's him. His name is Charles Fluffers. Just don't feed him lots of muffins, he'll outgrow us all and then go stomp Tokyo.
Owl returns, looking calmer - Claire gave it some muffinms_miracle_growSeptember 6 2007, 11:10:14 UTC
Peter,
On my way!
&hearts Claire
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Hey, like she was going to believe any of that. She was promised tent time, dang it! Also, Claire was a bit overwhelmed with the whole 'magic castle, moving staircases, portraits that talk' thing. Visiting Peter seemed a nice little bout of normalcy. Or at least as normal as Claire got.
Charles Fluffers was a great help, running along before Claire, circling back to snuff at her shoes, and generally leading her in the right direction. She was dressed fairlysimply, hair pulled back low on her neck; there was pretty much no way she was wearing the low-budget porno uniform she'd found in her room. And come on - robes? Seriously?
With the meerkat's help, Claire was soon standing outside of tent 31. No signs of fire, flood, or giant cockroaches anywhere. Knocking once on the door, Claire waited, arms folded, amused quirk in her lips. Peter was such a bad liar.
Return owl, wardedfamilyman_hrgSeptember 6 2007, 14:59:03 UTC
Claire,
I warned you, didn't I? Sometimes I know what I'm talking about.
Hot Pockets? Better than threew
That's great, Claire-bear! Your mother and I are here too. Don't worry, we won't be asking you to move in with us. Your mother might. You're a big girl now and we respect that.
We can go get one for you whenever you'd like. There's a place in the village nearby that sells them.
I thought it was a metaphor! Or some dad-thing that really means I should...do my homework on time and not do drugs or something. I don't know. This place is kind of intense.
Yeah, it's nice to be close to you guys. Do you think she'll be mad if I say no? Apparently I'm supposed to make sure the House has an endless supply of glitter pens. Weird.
Great! And I also need quills, too? I think this is all going to take a little getting used to.
My room is in the second hallway, the fifth one on the right. And it's seriously covered in yellow and black and I kind of feel like I'm living inside a bumblebee costume.
Return owlfamilyman_hrgSeptember 6 2007, 19:41:09 UTC
Claire,
Don't be silly. I'm completely incapable of metaphor.
There's probably a list floating around somewhere of the things you need. Tell you what, we can go shopping for your supplies whenever you're ready. If you want, I can let your mother know and we can make a family trip of it.
Don't worry too much about the decorations. I've heard there's worse around this school.
Sure. I think it's a requirement for all parents to have some kind of story or analogy or something for every circumstance.
I'd like a family trip. I feel like we haven't just been...together in forever. I miss it, you know?
Dad. There cannot be worse than gross yellow and black. I'm asking mom if she'll come help me repaint it, because I seriously might develop a complex in here.
I'm okay. School is overwhelming good. My parents are fine.
Yeah, like I do I...don't know. Aren't you supposed to be the big time politician? You should be the master of the social situation; I'm just a cheerleader from Odessa.
Return Owlmrs_bennetSeptember 15 2007, 01:05:51 UTC
Claire,
Of course! We also need to get you school supplies. How about we pick up new sheets and curtains while we're at it? Something pink! Is that still your favorite color?
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Hufflepuff, huh? Yellow and black is better than the colors in my house. Seriously, green and silver. I'd prefer bumblebee spew than... yeah I can't even think of a proper metaphor to describe the horror that is green and silver.
Oh god, hahahaha There's a problem with our tent right now. You might have to hold off a visit until everything's safe. ...Giant cockroaches, it's nasty. I can meet you somewhere else, though?
- Peter
Reply
Dragon poo? Although green is better than yellow, come on. There are, like, four people on the face of the planet who can pull off yellow, and Beyonce I am not.
Okay, you...do realize I'm A) not buying that and B) totally not a china doll, right? Seriously, I'm coming down to your tent. I don't care if it's messy or whatever. I do have a younger brother. I know the grossness that is a boy's room. It's cool.
&hearts
Claire
P.S. Is this the meerkat?! He's so cute. He's also totally being held for ransom - I'll bring him down with me when I come. See your tent. Where you live. ;)
Reply
And even fewer who can pull off this shade of emerald green and tin-can silver. Trust me. At least your dorms aren't dungeons.
Seriously, cockroaches. Giant ones. And my room isn't gross, I do know how to tidy - it's a wisdom that comes with age. ...Cockroaches. And earlier, our pipes burst, so everything is soggy and wet. Mold grew really quickly. Also, the tent burned to the ground, so there's actually nothing to see. And then Godzilla stomped on the remains- no maybe that's too much-
Anywhere else is good with me.
- Peter
P.S. Yeah, that's him. His name is Charles Fluffers. Just don't feed him lots of muffins, he'll outgrow us all and then go stomp Tokyo.
Reply
On my way!
&hearts
Claire
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Hey, like she was going to believe any of that. She was promised tent time, dang it! Also, Claire was a bit overwhelmed with the whole 'magic castle, moving staircases, portraits that talk' thing. Visiting Peter seemed a nice little bout of normalcy. Or at least as normal as Claire got.
Charles Fluffers was a great help, running along before Claire, circling back to snuff at her shoes, and generally leading her in the right direction. She was dressed fairly simply, hair pulled back low on her neck; there was pretty much no way she was wearing the low-budget porno uniform she'd found in her room. And come on - robes? Seriously?
With the meerkat's help, Claire was soon standing outside of tent 31. No signs of fire, flood, or giant cockroaches anywhere. Knocking once on the door, Claire waited, arms folded, amused quirk in her lips. Peter was such a bad liar.
Reply
I warned you, didn't I? Sometimes I know what I'm talking about.
Hot Pockets? Better than threew
That's great, Claire-bear! Your mother and I are here too. Don't worry, we won't be asking you to move in with us. Your mother might. You're a big girl now and we respect that.
We can go get one for you whenever you'd like. There's a place in the village nearby that sells them.
Love,
Dad
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I thought it was a metaphor! Or some dad-thing that really means I should...do my homework on time and not do drugs or something. I don't know. This place is kind of intense.
Yeah, it's nice to be close to you guys. Do you think she'll be mad if I say no? Apparently I'm supposed to make sure the House has an endless supply of glitter pens. Weird.
Great! And I also need quills, too? I think this is all going to take a little getting used to.
My room is in the second hallway, the fifth one on the right. And it's seriously covered in yellow and black and I kind of feel like I'm living inside a bumblebee costume.
&hearts
Claire
Reply
Don't be silly. I'm completely incapable of metaphor.
There's probably a list floating around somewhere of the things you need. Tell you what, we can go shopping for your supplies whenever you're ready. If you want, I can let your mother know and we can make a family trip of it.
Don't worry too much about the decorations. I've heard there's worse around this school.
Love,
Dad
Reply
Sure. I think it's a requirement for all parents to have some kind of story or analogy or something for every circumstance.
I'd like a family trip. I feel like we haven't just been...together in forever. I miss it, you know?
Dad. There cannot be worse than gross yellow and black. I'm asking mom if she'll come help me repaint it, because I seriously might develop a complex in here.
&hearts
Claire
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I don't
I do want to
I'm in... uh, Slytherin. With Peter.
Maybe we could
-Nathan Petr
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Nathan,
Can we
Oh. Good to know.
Do you think
Claire
Reply
Okay. Let's just skip the part where we're awkward some more, because this is definitely never going to work the way things are going.
How are you? How's school so far? How are your real parents?
I'm... not really sure what I'm supposed to be doing here... Give me a little something to work with?
-Nathan
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I'm okay. School is overwhelming good. My parents are fine.
Yeah, like I do I...don't know. Aren't you supposed to be the big time politician? You should be the master of the social situation; I'm just a cheerleader from Odessa.
Claire
Reply
Of course! We also need to get you school supplies. How about we pick up new sheets and curtains while we're at it? Something pink! Is that still your favorite color?
Love,
Mom
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Um, no. Pink's never been my favorite color. It's purple. Remember? Are you all right? Maybe we should find you a doctor for the
Can we have a girl's day and go shopping? I need to get a new winter coat or something. It's getting too cold for the one I brought already.
&hearts
Claire
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Of course I do! Sorry about that - Mr. Muggles was nipping at my heels, and I got a bit distracted. Just a typo. I'm fine, honey.
That sounds like a great idea! We'll get you a new hat and glove set, too. 80% of body heat is lost through the head, you know.
Love,
Mom
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