[Sorting Hat 03] [post TYL event] [backdated a little, but not filtered at all]

[vandertulp]

You all grow up to be weirdos.

I'm not surprised.


[Insert here hiding some real devastation at the idea of losing both Professor Honda and his bb sis.
That future simply will never happen. He's going to watch you two like a hawk and YOU TOO TONIO YOU SPANISH FAILURE. And Gilbert he's never going to trust a word you say again.]

[filtered]

Marijke? Sis. . .

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[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

I might come find you later.

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

Ain't necessary.

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

Can't you indulge your big brother just a little?

[He was really devastated, after all.]

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

...

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

Bring me some coffee. Extra sweet!

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

. . . now, sis?

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

If you're gonna come down, might as well do it while I'm still here. Don't know if I'll be done by the time later comes.

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

[He's already going, he'll be down in a little bit.]

Something warm for the dungeons then, sis.

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

Ain't that cold Thanks bro

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

[Have a knock after awhile, but only so sis doesn't start; he's going to walk right in.]

Yes he has coffee with sugar and sweet cream in it; also a few stroopwafel from his secret stash ]

. . . smells like potions . . .

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

That happens in the Potions classroom. [CHEEKY.]

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

I meant burnt potions. [Have some back.]

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

[omg worst big brother ever] Everythin' smells burnt to you.

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

[He's going to set down your treats now, with a slight, teasing smirk.]

Maybe you burn everything.

[bezwerinkje.livejournal.com]

[and she immediately snatches up a stroopwafel. hmph.]

Weren't my fault this time. — Or ever! You're just makin' that up.

[vertulpen.livejournal.com]

[Just going to sit down and rest his elbows on the table, watching sis.]