4th Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

In the fourth floor common room, Gwynn Baby Plucky Duck was having the time of his wee little feathered life.

He kept running back and forth between the couch and the sink and bouncing around as he explained to everybody very loudly what was going on in his world.

It was probably a good thing that you just don't ask where all of the green feathers came from...


[[OOC: Open as common rooms are. Come play with the huntress who thinks she's an adorable green baby duck.]]

Re: The Sink

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're a duck?" Of course she was! It made the water love make some sort of sense.

It didn't answer the question, but hey, it was... cute, in a weird sort of way.

And she seemed to have stopped splashing everywhere. Success!

Re: The Sink

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Plucky duck," Angela amended, "Sorry."

She didn't really know who Gwynn was normally. Great first impression!

"You know, if you do that too much, you're going to end up falling in," she said.

Re: The Sink

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you say so," Angela agreed. She had to laugh, really. Had to.

It was so worth stopping in to investigate on these things this week.

"I'll leave you to that," she said, smiling at Plucky. The girl was hardly going to hurt herself with bubbles, and Angela had practice to get to.

Re: The Sink

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela offered a wave, smothering a giggle as she left.

This week was infinitely, infinitely better than last week.