Recipient: marksykins Prompt: Everyone gets a hit of Felix Felicis and wackiness ensues. Word count: 100 Rating: S for silly
When you spill a little, you're supposed to wipe it up. When Fiksy spills, she never cleans it up, no. She wants a sock, a sock, oh so very badly. Fiksy hadn't any idea what she spilled; the little phial was so pretty and golden and maybe, maybe if she stole it--SOCKS!
It fell in the pumpkin juice, which everyone drank but naughty Potter, arriving late to dinner. Fiksy peeked around the corner as naughty Potter skidded into the Great Hall, and there were all of the students, teachers, lined up starkers.
Prompt: Everyone gets a hit of Felix Felicis and wackiness ensues.
Word count: 100
Rating: S for silly
When you spill a little, you're supposed to wipe it up. When Fiksy spills, she never cleans it up, no. She wants a sock, a sock, oh so very badly. Fiksy hadn't any idea what she spilled; the little phial was so pretty and golden and maybe, maybe if she stole it--SOCKS!
It fell in the pumpkin juice, which everyone drank but naughty Potter, arriving late to dinner. Fiksy peeked around the corner as naughty Potter skidded into the Great Hall, and there were all of the students, teachers, lined up starkers.
Someone said, "It's our lucky day, Potter."
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love, lore
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