Re: Magical Menagerie

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor pouted.

[Rolf Scamander]

Rolf almost gave in. "No," he said, crossing his arms.

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor's pout quickly turned into a smirk as he leaned over to kiss Rolf lightly. "Very nice. I vosn't sure if you'd actually keep your promise," he teased as he he stood up, not wanting to spend too much time with the dog because then he'd never be able to leave. "Anyvon else you vanted to look at?" he asked, gesturing to all the other pets in there, including all the owls in the back of the shop. "Maybe a pretty, little girlfriend for Zachary."

[Rolf Scamander]

Rolf sighed in relief, glad that Viktor wasn't serious about getting a dog. "Evil. That was a bit evil," he said, nudging his shoulder into Viktor's. "Ohhh no no no, no more owls. Zachary is already a bit of a handful sometimes. He can be kind of...sassy sometimes. I just need to grab him some treats though before we leave."

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

"Vell, I have to thank you. Now I know that I have to vork on perfecting the pout because it's obviously not vorking." He laughed and walked with Rolf towards the shelf with the owl treats on it. "Sassy, huh?" he chuckled, amused with the image of a sassy owl as he glanced at all the different owl munchies. Wow, they sure did have a lot of flavors. "Menagerie's Premium Owl Treats...Huh. Those look tasty. You know, for an owl..."

[Rolf Scamander]

"Well, maybe the pout would work well on another person...I might just have a tolerance to it," he said, glancing at all the different boxes. He picked up a purple box, knowing that that was the kind Zach would want. "Zach only likes the purple box or the green box. He's a bit of a picky eater sometimes," Rolf said, making his way over to the counter and paying. "Tasty? I think you should totally try one," Rolf teased. "Come on, one little treat won't kill you." He thanked the clerk then went back over towards Viktor. "I'm sure they're delicious."

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor smirked back at Rolf and glanced down at the box of treats. Suddenly, they didn't look as tasty as they did a few seconds ago. "Um. How about no. You eat von. He's your owl, after all. Vot if those actually taste awful, and poor Zach is only eating them to be polite? How vould you feel then? You cruel man, feeding your sassy owl treats vithout tasting them first," he said as he shook his head. "And here I thought my boyfriend vos a decent guy," he sighed dramatically, looking back and forth between Rolf and the box in his hands.

[Rolf Scamander]

Rolf stared at Viktor for a moment. "I actually have tried these," he mumbled before smiling sheepishly. "I was curious...they were there. I mean, they don't taste that awful. Just, obviously they aren't yummy cookies. I think you should try one," he said with a serious expression. Dom figures that they taste a lot like dog treats taste. Which, erm...aren't very yummy. Rather dry and have this weird taste to them. UHHH. Yeah. <.< ANYWAY. Rolf held the box out for Viktor. "Come on, you know you want to."

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor's lips quickly turned into a wide grin as Rolf confessed to trying the owl treats. He couldn't blame him, really. He might have done the same thing if he had an owl, but he had Kiora who was a duck. She just enjoyed bread and crackers, mostly. "Hmmm, I don't know..." He sighed and stared at the box. It's not like they would kill him. "Okay, fine. Just von," he said as he took the box from Rolf. "I hope Zach doesn't mind sharing." He glanced down at the box cautiously, slowly opening it up as he prepared himself for what he imagined would taste pretty nasty. He took one out and looked it over, not seeing the appeal that made owls like it so much but votever. He popped it into his mouth, taking a moment to chew and swallow before pulling a rather disgusted face. "Um. Glad I'm not an owl," he said as he put the box back into Rolf's hands. "More for Zach, then. You von't catch me vanting seconds," he laughed, surprised that he actually went through with eating the treat.

[Rolf Scamander]

"Zach won't even notice," Rolf replied as he passed the box eagerly to Viktor. He really wanted to see Viktor's face as his boyfriend ate one. Watching, his expression was rather pleased and ecstatic when Viktor went through with it. "I can't believe you really ate it!" he said, letting out a light laugh. He was rather impressed after all. "I mean....shit, I was messing with you when I said that I've tried them. I didn't really think you'd go through with it!" He looked at Viktor then said decisively, "You better get some mints or something if you expect me to kiss you again anytime soon. Maybe chocolate?" he suggested teasingly.

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor's jaw dropped. He sort of had a feeling deep down at first that Rolf had been lying, but nooo. His boyfriend wouldn't lie to him, he had thought. Huh. Well, apparently he would. And he did. The little bitch. "You...Vot?" he asked, looking unamused with Rolf's little prank. The thing really did taste nasty, after all. "Um. You know vot?" He took Rolf's face in his hands and kissed him. And not a light kiss, he full on snogged him just because he thinks Rolf needs to know what these owl treats taste like.

[Rolf Scamander]

Well. Viktor was not amused. Shit just got real. "It was a little joke?" he said hesitantly, giving a sheepish expression. Viktor still was not okay with that. Hell, the whole little prank turned around real fast as Viktor then snogged the living daylight out of him. "Mmmhmmphhh," he groaned, trying to pull away from the nasty taste. "Oh that is just awful!" he complained when he finally was free.

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor smirked and laughed as Rolf pulled back, looking amused now that things were even between the two of them. "You're just a little jokster, aren't you?" he chuckled as he shook his head in disgust, glad that the taste of the owl treat had left his mouth by now. "Maybe...I should just...Not let you enjoy vot you know my mouth can do to you for an entire veek. How does that sound?"

[Rolf Scamander]

Rolf's eyes widened slightly. No...that did not sound good at all. He knew that Viktor had to be joking, for his boyfriend wouldn't and couldn't be that cruel. "Real funny," he said, rolling his eyes and then taking Viktor's hand in his. "I think we both know that that it is impossible for you to resist me that long." He led Viktor towards the door, deciding to leave the shop and head out to the main street again.

[Krasimir Svetkova]

Kras takes a look at the book Reed had got and decided it looked somewhat interesting. Putting it back in the bag, he smiled brightly when he saw Reed holding his hand out and of course reached out to take it happily. "Alrighty. I know vhere ve can go next. Meanvhile," he holds the door open for Reed as they leave, "as to your last question, I think I'd like to meet my great great grandfather, Vladimir. He died a month before I vos born. I've seen pictures of him of ven he vos younger and everyvon in our family agrees that he and I could be twins. He was a really intelligent vizard and played on a professional Quidditch team before he vos married. It was a really old team that's been disbanded for years, but I heard they vere good."

He opened the door for Reed as they went into the Menagerie, the sounds of all the animals hitting them at once. Kras smiled happily, glad to see all the unique and strange creatures. "I kind of love it in here. There's so many interesting creatures. I don't really need an owl, myself, cause I have an eagle from Bulgaria that delivers my letters instead, but I've been vondering if maybe it'd be fun to have another pet. Vot do you think? Vot kind of pet should I get? Oh, and that's not my next question." he chuckled, still holding Reed's hand as they walked further into the shop. "Let's see...vould you rather lose your memory and end up living as a muggle, or keep your memory but lose your magic and end up living as a muggle?" That seemed like an interesting question, he guessed.

[Reed Dawson]

Reed smiles happily as they walk down the street. He really liked Kras' answer of wanting to see a family member rather then someone famous. "I'm sorry you never got to meet him." Reed frowned a little then perked right back up as he saw where they were heading. He let out a little. "Oooooo." Then as soon as they entered the shop, he grinned widely at everything. "What about these?" Reed practically shouted as he pointed to some rats that were doing backflips. He let go of Kras' hand and put his face right up to the cage and started talking to the mice, naturally it was in a voice that people usually used to talk to babies. "Hey there little micey's. Oops! I mean rats! You guys are so cute!" Reed realized he probably looked like an idiot so he straightened up and blushed. "UUhhh, pretend you didn't see that."

Then he thought for a while about the question he was asked. "Tough one. Well, before I would have said I would rather lose my memory and live as a muggle. But now after.." He blushed and had to look away from Kras. "Now after meeting you, I wouldn't want to lose that memory. So I'd have to say, lose my magic and live as a muggle. As long as I got to keep you in my memories." He was still blushing and he cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, now I'm going to steal one of your questions. What would you name yourself if you got to chose?"

[Uggh, I have to go out in like 30ish minutes. I MAY be able to do one more post, depending on when people call. If not. I LOVE YOU <333 and I will be off and on ALL day tomorrow.]

[Krasimir Svetkova]

[Aww, okies. well, I should be on at some point tomorrow. ^^ my grandmother's coming over at some point so I don't really know what exactly we're going to be doing. I'm going to be up a bit more so I can finish this Kras/Michael fanfic and then I'll post it in the fanfiction thread so you can read it whenever you get the chance. it's...oh god, I'm like, embarrassed to post it cause of the smut but I figure it's okay....*hides* XD LOVE YOU!!!!! <3]

Kras about dies when he watches Reed talk to the rats that were doing back flips. The boy was too adorable. OH NO, WHAT IF HE WAS TOO ADORABLE AND SOMEONE DECIDED TO KIDNAP HIM? OH GOD, OH GOD. NOW KRAS IS SUPER PARANOID AND WILL BE ON THE CONSTANT LOOK OUT. *headdesk* "Aww, you're too cute." Kras grinned, going over to look at the rats. "They're nice. I like that von over there." he pointed to a black one that was going about interacting with all the other rats. It seemed friendly, just like he was. Kras blushed deeply when he heard Reed's answer to his question. He had to give the other boy a hug just for that. "I'm glad that you'd still like to keep me in your memories. I'd never vant to forget about you either, Reed." he grinned brightly, giving Reed's hand a light squeeze. And then he laughed as Reed stole one of his earlier questions. "Vell, now, Mr. Rulebreaker, let's see. I think I'd either choose Evan or Branimir, vhich is a name that means both 'protection' and 'peace'. I like both of those. Evan vould sort of rhyme vith my middle name though so that might be veird. My middle name's Tsvetan, by the vay. It means 'flower'." he chuckles, figuring it's not a very manly middle name. "My whole name's quite a mouthful, I guess. Krasimir Tsvetan Svetkova. But it means vell. My first name means 'peace', my middle name means 'flower' and my last name means...vell, I don't really know that von, but 'ova' is generally more on the end of feminine names, so I have a very girly name, don't I?" he blushed at having spoken so much. "Sorry, I just kept rambling, didn't I? Let's see, next question, vot's von thing you'd vant to do if there vere no limitations to hold you back?"

[Reed Dawson]

[Ugggh sorry about last night! I wish I would have stayed home, there was sooooo much drama!! *clings to internet*]

Reed blushed again when Kras said he was cute. He really didn't mean to be, it's just kind of how he was. He giggled a little as he pictured trying to say Kra's full name. "Yeah, I'm not even going to attempt to say your name. My name doesn't really have meaning. Reed Winston Dawson. Boring." He sighed and then continued to walk around the shop, looking at the other animals. "You need to stop coming up with these hard questions!" Reed giggled, but he actually didn't mind. "Let's see. I'd do anything I could to help people that need it most. Sounds simple enough, but there are a lot of people that need help. So, I'd do that. Yeah." He nodded thoughtfully for a few moments. "What's one thing you miss most about Bulgaria?" Reed smiled at Kras before stooping to examine some toads.

[Krasimir Svetkova]

[*huggles* It's all good. Ahhh icky drama. *doesn't like drama very much* haha.]

"I don't think your name's boring. I like it." Kras grinned, following Reed around the shop and looking at the animals. "Ah, sorry, I don't mean for the questions to be hard at all...I guess I just think they're sort of thought provoking and fun." he shrugged. "I like your answer." It made him like Reed even more. "There are definitely a lot of people who need help but have trouble getting it." The thought made him sad. He took some time thinking about what he missed most, staring at the toads while he thought. "Hm, I think...I don't know. There's a lot of things I miss. The food, for instance. It's a lot different then vot ve eat over here. I also miss my old gym instructor. I swear, the guy's close to seventy yet he can still run around and lift weights and do everything at the gym like he was in his thirties." Kras laughed. "He's helped me out for years, taught me the best vork out schedule. Though I may have been slacking slightly since coming here." he grinned. Not that it showed probably. He still ate properly and did occasional exercises before bed so it wasn't like he had lost a lot of that muscle. Nope, not at all. Inner!Tracey likes to poke his abs and ask if they're really real cause they feel like rocks. Kras was amused the first couple of times but now it's sort of annoying. "Let's see. an easier question, huh? How many questions have ve done so far anyvay? I think I've lost count. Oh, and that vosn't my question." he chuckled, moving on to look at the rabbits - one of which was having fun shrinking to mini-rabbit size and then back to its normal size. "I think I'm going to steal von of yours now," he wasn't going to ask, because he didn't want to think about his own answer to the question, but he sort of wanted to know, "Vot are you most afraid of?"

[Reed Dawson]

Reed giggled at the size changing rabbits, they were highly amusing to him. "Maybe you'll have to make me some of your native food sometime. There really isn't anything too interesting about American food. We mostly just take ideas from other countries." Reed shrugged. "Hmmm, I don't know how many it's been either, but if you're getting bored we can stop." Then Reed shifted a bit uncomfortably when Kras asked his question. He answered very quietly and stared at the floor, "Um, I'm most afraid of being a failure." There was so much pressure on his shoulders to follow in his mothers footsteps. He was so terrified he would not be good enough to live up to her name. That's why he overworked to himself to try and make her proud. Reed cleared his throat a little as he thought about how terrible it would be if he did fail, the thought was pretty unbearable to him.

[Krasimir Svetkova]

"I can do that." Kras grinned, already wondering what he should kind of food from home he should make for Reed sometime. "And I'm not getting bored, I vos just vondering. Besides, I have a question I'm saving for the end." he smiled, not exactly looking Reed in the eyes. He quietly listened to Reed's answer to his question and took Reed's hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. "I can tell that's something that vould vorry you. From vot it seems, you have a lot of pressure on your shoulders, but it also seems to me like you put a lot of effort into your vork as vell. I have faith in you that you'll do great, Reed. Even if you don't come out on top for something, you'll still know that you did your best and put as much effort into it as you could. Trying and not giving up is being successful. And you'll alvays be number von to me." He grinned, reddening slightly. "I don't know if anything I just said vos comforting, but I really do think you're brilliant, Reed. Aaaand, I'd still like to see some of your artvork then. Let's pause for a moment. I'd really like to get a pet...should I go for that friendly rat back there or did you see something else that seemed interesting?" Kras wasn't really all that interested in getting a toad. And he wasn't entirely sure about cats. He didn't hate them, he just wasn't sure if Reed would like a cat running about the dorm. Well, a rat probably wouldn't be any better. What a tough decision.

[Reed Dawson]

Reed looked up timidly and gave Kras a shaky smile. "Thank you Kras. I do have a lot of pressure on me. And trust me, you may get sick of seeing all my artwork once I get started again. And thank you again, for you know, believing in me and all that. " He gave a little giggle, starting to return to normal. He looked around at all the pets. "Well, it's your pet. What would you like to get? If you're concerned about me, I like all animals, so I'm okay with whatever you choose. Go with your gut. I've heard people say that they can usually sense when a pet is right for them. Like an instant connection." Reed gestured to the room, as if telling Kras to find his perfect pet.

[Krasimir Svetkova]

"I'll alvays believe in you, Reed. And don't vorry, I doubt I'll get sick of seeing your artvork." Kras grinned. He looked about, trying to decide what pet he should get. "You have a point there...vell, let's see if I found anything more interesting than that rat from befor-ahhh!" he'd turned and tripped over something, landing on his stomach. A white cat bounded up and laid down on his back, staring up at Reed innocently. "Ow...I'm okay." Kras groaned, glad at least he hadn't hit his head on anything. "Vot tripped me? It's on my back now votever it is, and it's heavy." The cat seemed to dislike that comment and scratched at his back. "Ow, ow, okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

[Reed Dawson]

Reed burst into giggles once Kras said he was okay. "It's a rather large cat." He giggled some more and bent to pet the cat before picking it up. "He's soft. I think he likes you Kras. Ouch!" One of that cat's claws accidentally scratched Reed's exposed wrist, his uninjured one. "Aww, it's okay kitty. No harm done. Do you like Kras? I don't blame ya, he's a rather likeable guy." Reed continued to scratch the cat as he smiled a Kras. "You sure you're okay? I don't need to bandage you up now do I?" He let out another little giggle.

[Krasimir Svetkova]

Kras sat up and stretched before standing again. "I didn't fall. Nope, not von bit. Just taking a nap." He blinked, then laughed. "I'm okay, though I think it tore a tiny hole in the back of my shirt. Ve'll have to get those claws trimmed, kitty." he nodded seriously at the white cat that was snuggling into Reed's arms. Kras smiled brightly at Reed's comment and chuckled at the cat. "I think I might have to take you back vith us." He reached over and took the cat from Reed. The cat meowed and batted at Kras' face, leaving a tiny scratch on his forehead. "Ow, okay, ve'll have to teach you some manners too. Is it veird that I really like this cat even though it's kind of mean?" The cat gave him a low meow and seemingly glared at him. "It has personality that's for sure. And it apparently doesn't like mean comments. Vot shall ve name him? Er, it is a him, right? Excuse me," he laughed, holding the cat up to check. "Er...it's not a 'him'...sooo...ve'll have to think of a female name."

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