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Post by Jamie-Syrus Griffiths on Mar 31, 2008 22:09:33 GMT
It was lunchtime in the depths of hogwarts the great hall full of the noise of hurrying students. Though Jamie-Syrus did not care for such things as to rush about the place, he had much more pressing matters to attend to. Sat there with a large cake held in his hand, observing it and picking it to pieces. It had been a topic of conversation amongst the Hubbles family for a long while now. There were no longer good enough cakes about the place. Standards had slipped as of late. They either had no cherry placed upon them, or they contained yellow custardy crap. How could the bakers live with themselves!
Looking up Jamie-Syrus noted some lower years giggling at him and the remains of the sorry excuse for a cake. Though he could not help but laugh as he noticed their expressions change as they realised he had seen them. ‘A further reputation of insanity coming my way.. Grand ’he thought to himself. How peoples perceptions made him chuckle at times.
Jamie was roused from his thoughts as a rather familiar voice sounded from the entrance to the great hall. Turning just in time to see his cousin parading toward him in a bright yellow shirt and matching Trainers. One could not deny the family definitely had some Hufflepuff pride. Jamie got to his feet and declared loudly “Yo Housie!” and with a grin he ran forward and high fived his cousin.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Mar 31, 2008 22:27:24 GMT
Running up from the common room Girty’s yellow trainers scuffed along the uneven corridor but the Hufflepuff did not mind she had her mind set on much more important things…food. It is a very important fact (one that any member of her closest family and friends would be able to back up) that you never ever get in between Girty Hubbles and food, you would just be writing your own death sentence.
Today was one of those days, her stomach was growling louder then a Hungarian Horntail and she had such a look of determination on her face that when a rather small Ravenclaw stepped in her way right at the entrance of the Great Hall Girty could not help but respond to such an insult…getting between her and food when she was in reaching distance.
“You my young sir are a nonth!” Girty looked down at the small Ravenclaw with a firm gaze although a smile slipped out when she saw his confused expression. With a small sigh Girty shock her head and gave a soft chuckle. “In plain English mate that means you’re an idiot for getting in my way when I am so close to food…I will let you off this time though just don’t let it happen again. “
Not even bothering to listen to the mutterings of the Ravenclaw (most likely abuse...children now a days had no respect for their elders) Girty carried on walking up towards the Hufflepuff table when she saw a very familiar face looking at her, standing up and running towards her hand ready for the perfect high five. As the palm of their hands met the sound rang out around the Great Hall and they got quite a few looks.
“Yo yo Housie indeed Jamie. How are…” Girty broke off as her gaze suddenly fell on the decimate cake in the distance where Jamie-Syrus had once been sitting. “…the cakes not up to standard again?”
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Post by Jamie-Syrus Griffiths on Mar 31, 2008 22:47:03 GMT
The high five made a loud sharp sound, great high five as it was, the amount of attention such a simple thing caused was always amusing, glancing around he noted a number of faced that turned to face them. Looking back at Girty he smiled, as she too appeared to have noticed the growing audience. “Meh” he muttered with a slight shrug of the shoulders.
Following Girty’s gaze to the deaded cake spread across his placemat. Jamie put on a dismayed voice and shook his head slightly chewing his lip. “How could you tell? They just do not make them like they used too.” And with a sigh he turned back toward her and nodded in the direction of the door.
“And annoying Hobbits with a death wish again I see? I don’t know kids these days. What do parents teach their children nowadays anyway? Definitely not manners that’s for sure.”
Jamie decided to put his mini rant to a halt there. Girty and himself had managed to complain for days on end about such topics and that was with very little effort. Turning back to his seat, he noted more of a piqued interest just due to his mini ramble. Looks like they would be the lunchtime entertainment today then. “Pull up a pew man.” He said over his shoulder to Girty. He placed one leg over the bench and brushing the remains of the cake away sat side wards upon the bench. “So dude, aside from inconsiderate hobbits.. Hows things?” Jamie enquired.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Apr 1, 2008 20:06:58 GMT
The older Hufflepuff looked over her shoulder at the gaggle of Ravenclaw’s that had now gathered at the scene of the original crime. Clearly they were now planning rumours to spread about Girty around the school, she would have to get Alex to have words with them later on.
“Yeah they are getting a bit to big for their boots, I mean you can not just barge into anyone especially not a Hubbles.”
Girty looked over at Jamie and grinned at him as he wondered back to where he had been sitting and the half killed cake and she could not help but laugh. He had been right, they did not make cakes like they used to for some reason they kept trying to put different fillings in the middle, decorate it in different ways, make it into different shapes…what happened to plain old baking and good old fashioned cakes like Grandma Hubbles used to make. At his request to pull up a pew Girty stepped over the bench and sat down next to her cousin and looked around for some form of food seeing as that was why she had come to the hall in the first place.
While she was perusing for something delectable Jamie-Syrus asked how things were going for her and in all honesty Girty had very little to complain about. Everything in her life was going rather well, school was good, Alex was good, Dan was improving…could life get any better? Taking a rather large bite out of a pumpkin pasties Girty suddenly started to chew really fast, a look of disgust on her face and quickly swallowed.
“What the hell have they put in that?!” She shouted rather loudly that even students at the far end of the hall looked around. “It tastes like…like some form of spice…they are spicing our food Jamie! What happened to bland foods that tasted like they were meant to?”
Throwing the cake down on the plate in front of her Girty quickly poured herself a cup of tea and quickly threw it down her throat as if it had been a fire whisky…anything to get rid of that taste.
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Post by Jamie-Syrus Griffiths on Apr 23, 2008 19:41:26 GMT
Jamie-Syrus observed as Girty set upon the food covering the hufflepuff table. There may be plenty to choose from, but half of it was hardly edible. Spices, herbs and all that jazz ruining the taste of the food, he had been sat here for a while distinguishing what was edible and what wasn’t. This had caused even more strange looks from the surrounding pupils, however it was of little consequence.
Cringing as he watched Girty pick up a pumpkin pasty, he was about to warn her, when she took the first bite. Fighting back a laugh as she chewed it hurriedly to get rid of the nasty taste quickly.
“I know man! Isn’t it utterly repulsive!” Jamie replied just as loudly as his cousin had just addressed the issue. “I think it is bloody cinnamon. Cinnamon of all things! Why the devil would you add such a thing?!” he declared whilst waving his arms about in displeasure.
Jamie-Syrus mused the though further before speaking. Perhaps they should make a stand, I’m sure Dan would join their protest. However on the other hand angry House-elves could chase them around the corridors of Hogwarts for months on end as a consequence. This was something that may have to be thought upon for slightly longer.
Looking back at Girty, he decided it best to point out all the inedible stuff now, so as not to have a repeat for things. “Right dude...you want to miss that sponge cake...and that rice...god knows what that has on it...Other than that it is actually quite good today.”
((my apologies for the crapness dearie.))
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Post by Girty Hubbles on May 16, 2008 9:27:56 GMT
(On the contrary my dear it was a rather amusing post, I laughed all the way though it!)
Girty was almost temped to get a spoonful of sugar and tip it into her mouth and just let the sweetness fight away and taste of that disgusting excuse of a cake. When Jamie mentioned that he thought it was cinnamon Girty could not help but shudder, it was called a pumpkin pastry for a reason, it was just pumpkin write in a very sweet pastry, there should be nothing else! Still puling faces of disgust Girty pushed her plate away seeing as it had now been contaminated with the unnatural pastry.
It was rather fortunate for Girty that she had a cousin in Jamie-Syrus who was just as picky with food as she was. They had set standards and that was plain, simple and food tasting how it should. He told her to avoid the sponge cake (she always did ever since the yellow custardy crap they started to put in it…it was not custard yet it was not cream it really did bemuse her) and the rice, now that made the Hufflepuff laugh.
“What the hell can they do to rice Jamie?”
At first she did not believe him and so reached out with the bowl containing the rice, and she soon worked out what he was on about. She was expecting to see a bowl of white grains of rice all fluffy and tasty…but it was yellow. Yes yellow was her favourite colour but when was rice yellow, when should rice have bits of pepper and sweet corn in with it and just do not get her started on the smell of it.
“Right…stay away from the rice.” She giggled and she placed the owl back down on the table. “They do that with the pasta as well, why put sauce on it and always tomato sauce. They should have jugs of sauce like the gravy, if you want sauce you add it yourself but then I think nothing beats a bowl of plain pasta…wait no a pasta sandwich they are the best.”
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