From the Ashes

Who: Patrick and Pete
Where: Pete's quarters
What: Patrick is head of the Cheer-Up brigade


"This... this is actually a set of charms I did for these kids in Finland. They were in an orphange and-- Okay. You don't want to know about that part because it's actually really depressing. But it was one of my first few jobs and I got guard duty."

Patrick was sitting in a chair next to Pete's bed, wand poised to do the first charm before he thought better of it.

"Hold out your hand for me?" he asked. "It's easier if it has a starting point."

who Mikey, Ryland, & Pete
what totally plot-less hangs!
where Pete's room!
when Wednesday? *hands*

In Mikey's defense, there wasn't a sock on the door, and it's not exactly like he interrupted anything, not really. Anyway, they'd stopped making out a whole minute before Mikey knocked—Pete swore he'd heard the sinister ruffling of owl feathers and the last thing he needed at the moment was to magicless and have pecked-out eyeballs—so it wasn't even like there was heavy breathing.

"Come in," Pete called absently; there was a dark corner over behind his closet door that seemed just shadowy enough to conceal a jealous, confrontational owl. "As long as you're human. And not a student!"