clumsy_auror | (no subject)

It's a bit of a blustery winter's day, in London. Tonks had wanted to perhaps bring Anthony and Sunny along with her and Raven, but it's chilly enough that she thought it best that they stay at home with their dad and be cozy by the fire.

"'Ere we are," Tonks announces, pulling Raven out the back entrance of the Leaky Cauldron and adjusting the black and yellow scarf over her chin. "Diagon Alley, in all its splendour."

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clumsy_auror

Shaking her head bemusedly, Tonks inspects the contents of her shopping basket and then bites her thumbail contemplatively. "I... think I got everything. Anything else you're in need of? I mean, it's all new to you, so feel free to just have a poke around. I'm in no hurry."

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creator_raven

Raven grins, firmly shoving the frog back in his pocket.

"It might, perhaps, be best to go. It is difficult to resist poking at things."

And, you know, making them explode.

Metaphorically.

Even the things that are probably not meant to.

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clumsy_auror

A solemn, understanding nod. "Right. Let's check out, then."

The line's a bit on the long side, but moves quickly, and soon the two of them are back out on the street and laden with the garish, lime-green bags of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

"Think you mentioned candy, did you not? Honeyduke's has a branch here, just up the street," she says, pointing the way.

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creator_raven

Raven's expression brightens.

"It is a thing I would like to see, yes."

There is a tiny blue flipper waving from Raven's pocket.

Then it vanishes.

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clumsy_auror

They make their way to Honeyduke's, and Tonks holds the door open for him. A rush of warm air, smelling distinctly of spun sugar, greets them as they step inside.

Honeyduke's is... an assault on the eyes. It's overwhelming in its variety, quality, and quantity of sweets.

And there's nowhere else you'll find things quite as bizarre as some of the stock here.

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creator_raven

Raven blinks, pausing momentarily as he crosses the threshold.

Then his eyebrows go up.

"It is very bright, I think."

He tilts his head, scanning the place.

Three guesses as to what he's looking for.

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clumsy_auror

"It certainly--Ooooh! New flavours of Ice Mice!"

She's so easily distracted.

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creator_raven

It is a pity, really. Better for her to take pointers from Raven.

Right.

He blinks again, moving toward an enormous display of what seems to be chocolate.

And then, of course, he sees the eyeballs. Jelly eyeballs, and gumball eyes, and sugar eyeballs on rings, and bracelets, and what seem to be eyeballs bobbing in glass jars.

Interesting.

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clumsy_auror

"Nice," she comments, appearing at his elbow and nodding. "They've expanded their selection."

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creator_raven

"They are wise, I think."

Raven nods, expression solemn.

"Though I do not think it is big enough."

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clumsy_auror

She nods too, looking gravely thoughtful. "Well, perhaps you ought to take them aside. Tell them a few of your ideas."

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creator_raven

Raven looks at her solemnly.

"Do you think they are ready for exploding eyeballs that sing?"

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clumsy_auror

She bursts out laughing.

"Oh please. Yes. Tell them that, I want that."

Tonks actually claps her hands, a little, in excitement.

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creator_raven

Raven looks around.

He is not shifty at all.

"There is a specific 'them', then?"

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clumsy_auror

"Well. The Honeyduke's people have a suggestion box, you know." The witch points to a black letterbox-style recepticle near the front door, which is neatly labelled 'Comments.'

Her expression clearly says I dare you.

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creator_raven

Oh, for exploding singing eyeballs Tonks probably does not even have to dare. But it certainly makes him more determined. Bird is easy, if you know him.

It is not so very much time later that Raven is tapping his chin with a writing implement and pondering how best to phrase his request.

The finished product looks much like this:

It would be an interesting thing, I think, for eyeballs to make noise. Possibly there should be singing. And exploding. It is a thing ~~ravens~~ ~~birds~~ children are very fond of. And sugar is a thing that can only help.

It is important, perhaps, and useful. Or at least messy.

--Raven

Who, after all, could refuse a request like that. Seriously.

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clumsy_auror

An approving nod, as he sticks it in the box. "I'll keep my eyes peeled fo them."

She pauses.

"...So to speak."

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creator_raven

Raven tilts his head.

"They do not, I think, peel very well. Apples are better for it, yes?"

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clumsy_auror

"...Is this where I make a crack about the apple of my eye?"

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creator_raven

"Possibly. I will laugh."

He is so very earnest.

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clumsy_auror

"We'll just say I did, then, and that it was Very Good."

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creator_raven

"I can imagine it was."

He grins, half-laughing. And then he's distracted by all the candy again.

"You have preferences? I am not so well acquainted with these things, perhaps."

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clumsy_auror

"Well. I'm a big fan of the gum selection that they have here. Drooble's Best Blowing Gum comes in several lovely flavours, and lasts bloody forever." She pulls him down another aisle, pointing things out. "And Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, of course."