Office Hours [Monday]

[umbitch]

Upon walking into her office this morning, Umbridge noticed two things. One, her office was in absolute shambles. Two, there was a furry thing sleeping in her office

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[lovesrenoir]

The fuzzy lump of a muppet waved at the maid to go away and there was some kind of grumbling which might have been a request for more towels and to refill the wet bar.

[umbitch]

"Get up this instant!" Umbridge screeched, having to hold herself back from just swatting him off her desk. "Now!"

[lovesrenoir]

The lump sat up with a groan to reveal he was wearing a very ugly pink dress and was holding a drumstick.

Animal took a look at Umbridge and realized it was a woman yelling at him but his vision wasn't 100% yet.

So he assumed it was that Tinkerbell chick who had come to see him. After all he was a handsome devil.

"WOOOOOOOOO-MAN!"

[umbitch]

"Address me properly!" Umbridge shouted, just barely containing an all encompassing fury. "High Inquisitor Umbridge. Did you do all this? Did you vandalize my office?"

After his workshop

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny had no idea why he was being called to Umbridge's office but he was certain it was for nothing good. Unless of course she decided he was a fine specimen of a male figure and wanted to feast her eyes upon his masculinity.

Thus, Johnny was shirtless when he came to her office and knocked on the door. "Yo, it's Torch."

Re: After his workshop

[umbitch]

"Use proper language," she snapped harshly, looking up. "And there is absolutely no reason for you to be without clothing. You are not on fire today."

Re: After his workshop

[fantastic_torch]

He smirked. "I can be, if you'd like."

Re: After his workshop

[umbitch]

"Sit down," she snapped, pointing at a chair. "Now. I have no time or energy for your still teenage games."

[stocksgrrl]

If Turtle hadn't been away for a week, she might have thought a little better about even bothering to remind Umbridge of her existence, but, since she had been, and after her brief conversation with Charlie, she was thinking it was a fine idea and that another friendly gift basket from the neighborhood store for all needs was certainly definitely absolutely in order.

So she knocked on the door and tried really, really, really hard not to think about last night's broadcast, because then she'd start giggling and that would be bad, probably.

[umbitch]

"Come inside," Umbridge said, sounding distracted. "Don't dawdle."

[stocksgrrl]

"Oh, of course not, Principal Umbridge, ma'am," Turtle said, struggling to get the door open with the big gift basket in her arms, but, being the industrious sort of girl that she was, she managed quite alright. "Not enough time to dawdle; only twenty four usable hours in a day and all, not nearly enough. How are you? Better I hope? I heard you may have had a rough week, so I thought I'd bring something to help."

She presented the basket with a winning smile, this one very heavy on the chocolates, the alcohol, and the pink.

[umbitch]

"You heard I had a rough week?" Umbridge asked, looking at the basket once before turning back to Turtle. "Who did you hear that from?"

[snarkyprincess]

Summer had absolutely no idea why she was called to the office, but here she was, knocking on the door.

[umbitch]

"Come inside," Umbridge called, looking up. "And have a seat, please."

[snarkyprincess]

Summer took a seat as instructed. "Um...you called me in here?"

[umbitch]

"I did," she said, giving Summer a tight smile. "Do you know why?"

[multiplez]

Z took the time to change into a nice, fresh, pressed uniform before she answered Umbridge's summons. "You wanted to see me, ma'am?" Because like hell she was calling her 'Grand Inquisitor' or whatever.

[umbitch]

"Have a seat," Umbridge said in a clipped tone.

[multiplez]

Z quickly took a seat, hands clasped neatly in her lap.

[umbitch]

"Do you know why you are here?" Umbridge asked after a moment's silence.