Who: Goldy the troll and Turnip the hag
What: MORE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE
When: Afternoon
Where: Near the lake and later IN the lake
Why: No reason


Lisa Turpin was in a cheery mood even though she had just suffered from one of the most boring Ancient Runes lesson ever. Luckily, she could think about the bag of sugar that was waiting for her in her dormitory. Her mother had sent her a big bag full of sweets in the morning. It was something that she did every year. But this year's bag was slightly bigger than the year before's, possibly because it was her last year. Anyway, she had just gotten her bag of unhealthy junk from the dormitory and she was now making her way outside incase a pack of ickly firsties suddenly attacked her because of the contents of the bag she was holding.

Finding a large tree to sit under, she sat and starting looking through the bag to see what she had received this year. It was the same as always, a few chocolate frogs here, a few packets of Bertie Botts there, chuck in a few sugar quills and...

"Droobles best blowing gum!" she exclaimed gleefully.

Lisa's absolute favorite sweet in the world were Droobles but her mother had never ever sent her it before now because every time Lisa had one she'd go on a sugar high and would start filling the room with the blue bubbles. But sugar high or not, she took one out, started chewing and blew a giant bubble out.

Ahh. The joys that a few chunks of sugar could bring.