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[balaton]

.: at 456 Stone St :.

[It's a sleepy, uneventful morning in the small house, and then the unhappy housewife bears down with a frying pan on the intruder into their kitchen with a loud, echoing clang.]


.: Somewhere down Mitchell Rd :.

[It's also a peaceful late morning, with the children already gone to school, the birds settling after foraging for food, and a large tank making its way noisily down the street to grind to a halt right outside 1449 Mitchel Rd. With a deafening sound, it turns its somewhat outdated canon to the house, before a loudspeaker rattles the window in a rather feminine voice. :.]

Young man! Get out here with my motorbike, or else!

.: around 456 Stone st :.

[Later in the day, Hungary is happily hosing down her newest regain. She's also whistling to herself as she does.]

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[armywithcountry]

[WOW RUDE he was just getting up for a late night beer and vaguely wondering how drunk he must have gotten last night to not remember changing into these dumb Mayfield clothes, he was not expecting to be suddenly attacked in his own home!!]

Ow, fuck! What the fuck was that for, I didn't even do anything yet!

...and where did all my beer go?!

1/2

[balaton]

.....................You're not the drone.

[balaton]

W-When did you get here?! What are you doing back?

[armywithcountry]

Wait, you thought I was one of the drone kids? Jesus, we've known each other for how many centuries now? I can't believe you'd mistake my awesome self for someone else!

And I have no fucking clue what you're talking about, not that that's unusual. Are you drunk? Is that where all my beer went?

[balaton]

There are no other men in this household. What was I supposed to think?





And I may have taken a sip or two. [She's finished off the crates months ago.]

[armywithcountry]

That it's me and you shouldn't hit me with that goddamn pan when I'm just trying to get some breakfast, obviously!

[noooooo his one true love!!] Dammit, I was saving that! Now I'm gonna have to go trade in some shit so I can get some actual beer instead of this American swill.

[balaton]

I'll hit you all I want for leaving me in this rotten place while you got to get away. You were as good as dead, anyway, so that was my inheritance by right.

[armywithcountry]

The fuck are you talking about? I didn't leave you anywhere - you think if I found a way out of this shithole, I'd ever come back? Other than to set the whole damn place on fire and watch it burn, of course.

[balaton]

[Hungary stumbles on her thoughts, only for a moment, before she scowls back.] And was my hair stark white last time you saw me, too?

And how would I know? You've done stupid things in the past.

Sirius's house

[sothis_rising]

[Sirius has been in a good amount of hiding recently. He just lost his best friend and he's been devastated. Not only that but there's been the recent full moon nights with Remus and keeping the wolf from eating people. When he hears the screams of the woman he slowly opens the window and peers out.]

Consider it payment for saving your life.

[Then he closes the door again.]

[balaton]

[That cheek of that boy! Considering no lives would have needed to be saved had he not stolen her motorbike in the first place. Disappearing into the tank once more, there is a moment of pregnant stillness as the steel engine creaks and moves, its canon rotating slowly.

And a shot fires right over the door, forming a neat hole where the porch light used to be.]

[sothis_rising]

[Open goes the window again and she is greeted by a very annoyed and very tired Sirius.]

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU CRAZY BITCH?!

[balaton]

GETTING BACK WHAT'S MINE, BRAT! [She rotates the canon to face the window, slightly above it, to make a point]

[sothis_rising]

[That's when Sirius pulls out his wand.]

I don't bloody well have time for you.

[A simple spell cast under his breath as he switches and flicks his wand sends her floating into the air.]

Now blow away for fucks sake.

[balaton]

Oh, for-- [There is an unmanly scream once the tank starts levitating, steadily but surely, until it hovers ten meters over the ground. Hungary's torn between pride and terror, but sheer rage wins over desperation]

And how exactly, you freak of nature?! I'M FLOATING!

[sothis_rising]

[The look in his eyes is dark and angry. Clearly he's just pissed of now.]

Oh, allow me to assist.

[Another flick of his wand and spell casting and there's a nice strong wind blowing her away.]

[balaton]

[The loudspeaker allows for a growl of rage--mixed with a healthy amount of fear--to rumble through.] You let me down this instant or I'll blow your stupid house up!

[sothis_rising]

I've just put you into the air and started you floating away. Do you really want to risk that I can't stop your puny guns?

[The growl is low and dangerous. Almost like a dog who's hackles are up.]

[balaton]

Now you're just bluffing! Put me down, and nobody will get hurt!

[sothis_rising]

No.

[balaton]

Yes! Put. Me. Down.

[sothis_rising]

Jump.

[And with that he slams the window closed again.]

[balaton]

I'm halfway to the sky. I like my bones intact, thank you very much-- Hey!

[sothis_rising]

[Nope, not coming out]

Going to float here for a while now

[balaton]

[Well




fuck.]