4th Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

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.]]

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Re: The Couch

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

And, despite himself, Cal couldn't help thinking that was incredibly adorable.

It was easier for him to admit it since it was coming from a cute girl. If it was coming from a little green duck, he'd still think it was cute, but he wouldn't so readily admit to it.

"Nooooo," Cal said, "You're a cooooooouch."

Re: The Couch

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

And again Plucky laughed like Cal was telling the best jokes ever. He perched on the top of the "elelator" and pointed again.

"You biggggggeeeeer! You a cooooooouch."

He really kind of liked that word.

Re: The Couch

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"If I'm a cooooouch," Cal argued lightly, fighting against the urge to laugh, because, seriously, this was insanely cute now with all that laughing and any cute girl laughing at you like that (even if she did think she was a green duck toddler) made his mutated XY chromosome roar with pride, "then you're an elelator."