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[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.

The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.

Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.

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[Wendy is howling as she approaches, because she totally just fucking saw that.]

Good job, kid! Next you can work on swinging it towards other people!

[She's not sympathetic either, but waves a bit to Souji as she approaches, offering a fistbump.]

Whattup, team peeps?

[This is, fortunately (or unfortunately, depending how you look at it) a fairly regular occurrence as far as Chara and bludgers go. Frisk has their broom in hand by the time they catch up to their sibling, and are thoroughly unsurprised to see that Chara has already sustained the first injury of the day.]

I'd say knock on wood, but you've already got that covered, huh?

[Souji accepts the fistbump and waves to Frisk.]

Don't spend too much time messing with them. We've got work to do.

[Chara's rosy face is now looking ten times as rosy. Partially because of the faceful of bludger, partially because that particular goof had a much bigger audience than they thought. Their cool untouchable image!!! Their tough-kid street cred!!! Tarnished for... probably like the sixth practice in a row, honestly, but at least they have their enthusiasm.]

Oh my god, did the entire team apparate here JUST to see that?

[They scrabble to grab their bat, swatting away the bludger as it makes a second attempt.]

Any more wisecracks and I'm sending this thing toward every single one of you next!

CHARA, SWEETIE, ARE YOU OKAY??

[A voice comes shouting from the stands- it's Toriel, who's managed to attend almost every Slytherin quidditch practice since Frisk and Chara joined the team.]

[Wendy just bursts out laughing as Toriel starts running over. Oh, oh, this is so precious.]

See, Chara, it's ok! Your mommy is here.

[She's leaning on her broom for support. God help her. She's not sorry.]

[Frisk hastens to wave at their mom from across the pitch, flashing a smile that's the very picture of reassurance as they belt out with no regard for lung capacity:]

THEY'RE FINE, MOM! THEY HAVE A BOO-BOO, BUT THEY'RE FINE!

[Frisk, likewise, is not in any way sorry.]

YES, MOM, I'M FINE.

[Wow, Chara has attained an entirely new level of redness, because they're like twelve and want to look Cool and Dangerous and Edgy, not bludger-faced and doted on by a loving mother.]

THANK YOU FOR ASKING.

[They add that, however, because even Lone Wolf McEdgerson is still a mama's kid deep down.]

But Frisk won't be if you're gonna call it a boo-boo, [They hiss under their breath, glaring daggers at their sibling.]

[Frisk says nothing, but crams the broom under their arm to flash their sibling dual fingerguns. You know you love them!]

OKAY! JUST BE CAREFUL, YOU TWO!

[Toriel sits back down in her seat, and resumes watching, just to make sure that nothing happens to any of them, playing such a dangerous game. She doesn't want to interfere with their practice any, after all.

Though she might have brought some snacks for when they're all done.]

[You guys, you're terrible at practicing. Souji just remains standing to the side, arms crossed over his chest, somehow still holding his brook loosely in one hand. If he were the type, he'd be repeatedly heaving deep sighs.]

[Well! Chara can sense Souji's growing impatience, and they're all too eager to put their abject embarrassment behind them, so: they grab their broom, bat slung over their shoulder.]

Right! Shall we, perhaps, get to warming up? That bludger's probably going to be coming back awfully soon.

[It's sort of circling the lot of them like a buzzard, waiting for some kind of opportune chance to totally bean someone else.]

[Stan's approaching the pitch just as this all ends, broomstick over his shoulder. He hears the last of it and he makes a big show of looking over at them all, with his hand shielding his eyes from the sun.]

Ugh! Looks like I got here too late to join in all the mocking!

[He doesn't even know what happened, but he missed the chance to affectionately tease the hell out of his teammates!]

Guess that's what I get for definitely gettin' here on time and not being five minutes late.

[He wasn't five minutes late anyway. ...He was six minutes late.]

[Wendy waves to Stan as he approaches, still grinning.]

Yeah, you missed Chara beaning themselves in the face and their mom getting worried. Classic.

[She loves Chara. Really. But also, Chara's a second year, and that's Prime Mocking Material.]

Maybe action item today should be, like, getting that thing down before it kills somebody.

[As loathe as he is to break up the fun, Souji really isn't that loathe at all. It's time to get things going.]

You're right. Chara, I want you to find the bludgers and try to hit Stan and Wendy with them.

[It'll be good practice for all three of them--Chara won't mind getting a little revenge for being laughed at, and the chasers need to improve their reflexes.]

Whaaaat? Oh come on, Souji, it was a joke.

[Still, she mounts her broom immediately, because no way is she giving this kid an easy shot.]

You gonna make me juggle while I do that too?

Do you want me to?

[He is totally willing to add that task.]

[ohmygod why is he LIKE THIS]

No! Okay, okay, fine, I'm going, look, I'm flying into abject concussions.

[She's up, she's going, DON'T MAKE THIS ANY WORSE, STAN]

What?! I wasn't even here!! Why am I getting targeted?!

[Stan whines, but unfortunately Souji's the boss so he gets on his broom and kicks off.]

Not that it matters. [Jerks a thumb at himself.] I'm not gonna get pelted either way!

[Wendy snickers. Oh, now it's a challenge.]

Alright, I changed my mind. Chara, I'll give you a sickle if you can hit Stan first!

[How did she even make the team being this much of a jerk, honestly.]

You guys are in for it.

[Frisk sounds entirely too jazzed about this. Oh, but they know the pain of being on the receiving end of Chara's wrath. They also know that last time Frisk got a broken arm from another team's Beater, said Beater ended up in the hospital wing for a week with six fractures.

Must've been a run-in with a very persistent bludger, Chara had said airily.

Must've been a run-in with a very persistent bludger ten times.]

Oh yeah? Well, I'll give you a galleon if you smack Wendy first!

[FRIENDSHIP.]

C'mon Chara he'll never pay you and you know it!!

[BEST FRIENDSHIP. But despite it, the bludger is looking angrier and angrier the higher Wendy gets, and she's whooping as she takes off. COME FIGHT HER, COPPERS]

[Thank you, Souji! Sweet karmic retribution is here. Chara gets a running start as they hop onto their broom, streaking after the bludger with their club raised.]

Neither will you, and you know it!

[In fact, since Wendy was the one who was actually here to laugh, she's getting that bludger whomped directly at her. Nothing personnel...... kid]

What? Me? Not keep up with a debt? I, for one, am insulted.

[She'd stop to put her hand up and look like a proper meme, but Chara's coming at her and she needs to dodge, dropping fast and letting the bludger whiz over her head, though it comes complete with that nauseous feeling of freefall.]

Woah! Jeez, try not to actually kill me, here!

[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

JUMPS IN ON THE SHIT TRAIN

DIVES ON IN HERE you saw nothgin

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Mom is here

LAUGHS

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