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SamuraiKai stood, calmly survaying the messy carnage. The bareist hint of a smile crossed his face. "You should be more careful, Lady Heather, the ground is very.... slipery."

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With a snort and grunt, the last of the grindylows slid into the moat. With a swish of it's tail, it disapered beneeth the merky, no longer brakesh, water. Heather stood back, garden hose in hand, as the last of the muck covered Kai's approched. A row of hosed down clones stood behind her, slowly drip drying. Kai21 walked up first, covered from head to toe in sludge, keeping his eyes averted.

Kai13 glared over at WOWKai, who was again studying his boots. WOWKai had thought it would be fun to turn the hose on Heather. Kai13 growled, dareing anyone to make a wet t-shirt remark.

One by one, Heather rinsed off the muck, and one by one, the boys found something else to look at. "OK, quess that'll have to do." said Heather as she finished squerting off DarkKai. As they headed back inside the castle, many glares were directed at SamuraiKai. Tyrathca_Kai could have set something on fire with all the heat in his stare. Heather made her way over to Sam, laying her hand on his back, "I wanted to thank you for coming, I'm glad you got to spend some time with Lady."

"It was a.... pleasure, Lady Heather. I am also glad to have meet Lady. She is a very gentle creature." Sam said solumly before heading off.

Heather watched him go, a smug smile on her face. If Sam heard the chuckles as he walked away, he gave no notice of it, nor of the muddy hand print now on the back of his shirt.

Heather turned around, making sure not to get any mud on herself. Kai13 noticed the slightly sadistic gleam in Heather's eyes as she looking at the rest of the group.

"SO, who wants to help me prun the Whomping Willows next week?"