Necromancer14 turned to Horisun. "Eat frosting!" he said, pushing a different button this time. A certain sugary substance launched out of some gun turrets at @Horisun. "Hm, it doesn't seem very effective. I should've gone with the icing guns." Then Necromancer14 pulled out his own bowl of ice-cream and ate it. "Moose tracks is the best."
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
"I'll keep my mouth open and cover the rest of me so then I can eat." Liberty grinned. "I'm hungry anyways." she stared at her half-finished hot chocolate and ice-cream and shrugged.
She snapped her fingers again and a huge table, between them was made. @Fraey, @Horisun, and @FlamingPhoenix at one side, and @Necromancer14, Lucy, and Liberty on the other.
"OH YEAH!" shouted Necromancer14, as he sat in the seat of the massive ice-cream launcher. "You fight in my house, I get to use all my fancy food-fight equipment!" He launched a car-sized scoop of strawberry at @FlamingPhoenix, @Horisun, and @fraey.
"Hey, @Liberty and Lucy, take my Automatic Burrito 67, it launches burritos at a rate of 300 per second, scattershot style." XD
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
"Ha! No way is that happening!" scoffed Necromancer14, launching another scoop, this time flavored chocolate.
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
Liberty snapped up a pile of tomato cans, and they all opened at once. The sauce army flew over the heads of Horisun, FlamingPhoneix, Lucy, and flipped over so they splattered on them.
"You will never be able to defeat me!!" Liberty exclaimed.
Lucy looked down, realizing she had ran out of oranges. Then she had an idea. She zoomed (with her jetpack, of course) home, grabbed Stamps, and arrived back to the castle.
She let the fat little bulldog tumble to fraey, Horison, and FlamingPhoenix and he attacked them with licks and love.
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
