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"Oh, Okay then!" The fae smiled. "Because I saw the milk carton at a booth stall...can't remember where it was..." She paused as she tried to remember the location. "It had a dark forest..oh yeah! It was Professor X's booth!" Yeah, it was the one with no face.

"I think he might be looking for you" She said before watching a student approach and then...run away.

That was weird.

Uru came back to the room of Corrividus again, squawking and fluttering about as before as students tried to control them. It would also appear that the two that visited the authority figure at the desk was also back today too. The hellhound had found the items from the day before interesting (though casually slipped them onto one of the booths later one as to not have to hold them for the day), he had came back for another swiping.

It's not stealing... everyone was doing it, right?

Milk carton.. someone was playing a trick on her. Selene's face crunched up in sadness, and she leaned into Cricket's hand, whimpering. She was going to have to work up the courage to confront X..

..maybe.

One day.

Grabbing a handful of seeds off the desk as well, Millie offered them to the flock.
A fantail corrividus seemed interested until it knocked the seeds from Millie's hand. Confused at it's unwillingness to eat, Millie offered it some plain pudding

AJ continued to wander around and he thought why not visiting the poor Professor Rengath again. He can probably successfully offers help to the professor, unlike in the Slender's booth.

When he checked the desk, it was much more roomy now. Not much chocolate boxes were left on the desk and there were more spaces between the flower bundles. So what should he take this time?

Finally, he decided to grab just another box of chocolates, a bucket of cakepops and some crocheted cotton hearts. AJ thought as the Professor seemed not liking Scarentine stuff, he won't mind that at all. The boil even opened the box and threw one chocolate into his mouth. Smooth!

More mindless booth wandering had brought her to this particular booth and as she was continuing her futile attempt of removing the remains of the glitter from her clothes, she looked around, noticing there were... a LOT of gnomes around.

She only gave the professor seated behind the desk a quizzical look as he gave an explanation of what went on in the booth, and walked towards the picture cut-outs he had explained. Though... one look at them made her grimace, and she passed them on. Ugh, human romance, such vulgar-looking things, not to mention she didn't have a partner with her, though she had no desire to subject them to such torture.

As she was about to move on, she paused, noticing the professor, had... actually not moved from his spot at all.
Was he... stuck.
She supposed the proper thing to do was probably help clear some of the items so he could move, so she did so, stepping towards the desk to remove some doillies and rose petals, though in the process, she managed to get more glitter on the desk.

There wasn't many items left on the desk now, which was a good thing because it looked much better then it did before. Less glittery stuff. Now all it needed was some bugs and cobwebs, and it would be a rather nice desk indeed.

Pulling herself onto the desk once more, Astra made a swipe at some of the glitter that still plagued the desk. And made a face as it stuck to her hand. And then her dress as she tried to get it off.

It wasn't coming off.

Very, very quickly the witch passed by the room on her way to getting back to Mort (so maybe she had to take a quick 'make sure my dress doesn't look absolutely horrid on me' bathroom break). But the sight within made her back track and poke her head in. There were gnomes here... And birds. And a partially on fire desk.
Huh...
"Here, let me help!!" Because helping always fixed every problem. That was the whole point of helping. It fixed things! Tee hee!

With a happy hum, Belladonna set about getting what little glitter and burnt lace she could off the desk. It was, all in all, very easy work since there wasn't much left. It was unfortunate that even after all her attentions, there was still a fine sheen of pink sparkles left over. She would have liked to dust the rest of it off, really she would! But... She had stayed longer than she meant to and instead bolted out the door.

Current HP : 1