/face in hands

[blowingraspberries]

[A little man with dark eyes and a wicked smile bobs in the air, dressed in bright colors with a large, orange bow tie. One might think he’s a ghost, but he looks solid.]

Ooooh! Ickle funny munny! Thinks she can control Peeves. No one can control Peeves. Minding my own business, I was, before funny munny decided to play with me. But Peevsie can play. Going to a new castle!


[Maybe, Peeves.]

Doesn’t know what’s coming, does it? [And he does a flip in the air, blowing raspberries.]

Comments

[in_his_stead]

I wondered if you would make it here, Peeves.

[blowingraspberries]

Oooh it's Lily Willy Wee Evans! Thinking about Peeves, how sweet!

[He makes rude, slobbery kissy noises at her.]

[in_his_stead]

It's nice to see you too. [He can be as rude as he likes. He wouldn't be Peeves without all of that.]

[schrodingersghost]

Oh great. There goes the neighborhood.

[blowingraspberries]

It's a wee ghostie! [He floats in front of Danny, waggling his tongue around.] Come to welcome old Peevsie, have you?

[schrodingersghost]

If by welcome you mean frown disapprovingly.

And I'm taller than you are, you know.