Around the Meerkat Cabin [Shortly Before the Luau Ends, Friday Night]

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John had snuck away from the campfire very sneakily like and had tiptoed back to investigate a certain cabin. Now, he's just waiting for someone else to show up after making a *handwave* call to him earlier this afternoon.

Cedric took a walk back over to the cabin sites after getting a call from John. He's not entirely sure what to make of the call but he's always willing to listen.

"Hey, you're Cedric?" John asks, keeping his voice low and sneaky like.

"Yes, I am. And you're the fellow who left me a message?" Cedric asks.

"That's me. I need a favor."

"A favor?" Cedric frowns at John. "What sort of favor?"

"I've heard you've got some skill in the magic department. I need that."

Cedric? Frowning again. "What for?"

John points at the cabin. "Can you make that thing go invisible?"

"What, the cabin?" Cedric's already shaking his head. "I don't have any reason to do that."

"Good for the brotherhood of men," John says very seriously.

"I'm not involved in this prank war."

John gets desperate. "I'll pay you."

"I don't need money."

More desperation. "I'll find a way to smuggle tea and crumpets over to you."

Cedric stops arguing and thinks for a moment. "That's quite the deal."

"Will you do it?"

Cedric sighs and says, "I suppose."

He heads off in the direction of the Seahorse cabin and retrieves his wand.

"If this gets me in trouble, I'll turn you into a rodent," Cedric says, wand at the ready.

"Like that's never happened before," John mutters.

Cedric points his wand at the cabin, speaks the incantation for the invisibility spell and watches at the cabin disappears.

"It's still there, not gone forever but you can't see it. I'll come and take the spell off when you're ready."

"Thanks!" John smiles proudly at...nothing.

[OOC: Meerkat cabin is invisible and the doors are locked. Nothing has been damaged. If the Meerkats get into their cabin, they will not be invisible. Spell will be lifted, I promise!]
[OOC2: Cedric totally modded with permission!]

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Bunk with you? Like, with you, with you?" Dawn started coughing. "Er, sorry. Swallowed a mosquito while my mouth was hanging open."

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"...I don't have any pjs on me," was the only thing Buffy could think of to say.

[likethegun]

"We do have girls in our cabin," Sam pointed out. "They could lend you something, or you could probably wear something of mine or Dean's and it would fit like pajamas." At this point, he didn't know whether to love or kill Dean either.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Plenty of clothing options," Dean agreed easily. "A couple of Sammy's t-shirts would probably fit you two like dresses. And we're not about to leave the two of you standing staring at a no cabin having spot." He held up a hand. "I promise, there'll be no behaving like Alec."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn looked to Sam, and realized that he was tall enough that she'd be decently covered in one of his shirts, and it's not like they had another option. She glanced over at Buffy. "Y'think?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

She hesitated, then shrugged. "If they promise no Alec-y-ness..." Buffy frowned towards Dean though, feeling bizarredly protective. "And if he tries anything, just yell, and I'll totally kick his ass."

She seem to have forgiven Sam for his earlier shoe-betrayal, judging from the way she reached out for his hand.

[likethegun]

Sam saw Buffy reach out, and took her hand, smiling.

"And I'll let her kick his ass," he added to Dawn, but he smirked at Dean.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm wounded to the core that you don't trust me," Dean said with mock pathos. "Dawn trusts me," he turned to look at her, "don't you?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Dawn said loyally, and partly because she hadn't been subjected to Xander's speech on the evils of teenage boy minds recently. "Of course I do."

"And I can do my own ass kicking, thank you very much," she scowled at Sam and Buffy.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Sure you can," Buffy agreed, sounding more sleepy than doubtful. But really, plenty of both. "But, just in case."

She looked up at Sam. "Show me the way to your bed? ...In a very non-dirty way, yes?"

[likethegun]

"Yes, non-dirty," Sam replied, nodding as they went off. Maybe he wouldn't have to kill Dean after all.