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Happy Halloween, Helmy!

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Oh hoh hoh, this was going to be such fun! Tiptoeing unnecessarily and comically up the steps to the potions building, Camron actually GIGGLES as he advances closer, his smoke frothing like black sea foam in his mirth about his iminent prank. He'd been wanting to get back at his green-skinned co-worker ever since he'd proclaimed the Medicine department as 'useless.' If nothing else, Camron took offense at that on Katja's behalf. She put her all into their department, and he would not let some toad that could turn into smoke get away with denouncing that. Shrugging his bulging bag higher up on his shoulder, he carefully opens the potions building door and slips inside. He'd made sure that Helmy wouldn't be here at this time, but he still wanted to be cautious in case Helmy kept some sort of guardian in the building for when he wasn't around. He certainly would after this.

Setting off into the building, Camron thinks a bit about his plan, still slightly saddened that he couldn't just do this to the whole building. He didn't have a good enough arm to throw his supplies over the roof, and didn't want to bother with the necessary assists to make it happen. Oh well, taking his revenge on the main classroom would have to suffice. Moving further in to the building, he would have grinned ear from ear, had he had a face, once he found the main classroom. Now, now was time to get to work. Taking his pack and setting it on the desk closest to the door, he opens it and pulls out.... bandages. Rolls and rolls of bandages filled his pack, and would soon decorate the room. Hauling his arm back, he lobs rolls of bandages hither and thither, cackling as they unravel and hang from the lights above and the cabinets and the desks and anything else they can get a hold of. Camron hadn't wanted this to be remedied so easily, so he'd taken the time to soak the bandages in a solvent that would stick to anything that wasn't skin.

As Camron finished leaving his sticky bandages strewn about the room... and a few of the other rooms on the same floor... aaaand the main hallway for kicks, he returned to the main classroom and set about part two of the prank. He began rummaging through the cupboards and drawers of the classroom, ransacking random this-and-that's and tossing them in a cauldron on the main desk. Adding water and setting a fire beneath it, he stirs and mashes the concoction until it starts bubbling up and over the lip of the cauldron. With glee, he pokes at the boil-over with the spoon he'd used to stir and was amused beyond belief to watch it bend under the prod, only to return to form when the pressure was removed. Oh, helmy would have a field day with this! Moving quickly, he grabs his pack and leaves the room, slamming the door shut behind himself. Conjuring his scythe into his hand, he scratches a message into the door of the classroom before leaving, holding back his cackling so his hand stays steady. The message he leaves reads: "Double double, toil and trouble/Fire burn and cauldron bubble/Bandage there and goo in here/Happy Halloween, let's see if you can clean this by New Years!" Snorting his laughter, he runs for the main door and flings it open as he bolts for the main castle. He couldn't wait to hear the raging, and he wondered if Helmy could figure out who'd done it.
He may not have a head, but he does not forget~
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