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STUFF GOES IN HERE

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From:

parumcanis

You don't like chocolate? Who doesn't like chocolate--

[A little disgusted, he wrinkles his nose--but like hell he's going to pass on the offer of free chocolate. Greed is untempered by generosity, for now, and he nods, folding his arms over his chest.]

Done. Make sure you pick a good one, though, you don't want to get a crap card.

From:

bitty_justice

[Miles nods firmly and moves forward in line; two from the front now. After a moment of intense concentration, though, he turns around and nods once more in polite acknowledgement and says:]

I beg your pardon, and apologize. How can you tell which one has which card?

From:

parumcanis

[Sirius shakes his head, with a worldly air. Kids these days.]

You can't. You just have to choose. But you'll know, if you concentrate. I never get crap cards.

From:

bitty_justice

Oh.

[Miles' brows furrow very slightly at that, not entirely certain - ]

So it's a magical...thing? Are we allowed to? We're not at the school yet.

From:

parumcanis

What?

[He laughs, then, leaning against the cart with his arms folded over his chest, assuming an air of playful superiority. He is the wise one here, this kid is like his student.]

It's not magic. It's just knowing. Come on, look at them--you'll know which one to choose.

From:

bitty_justice

[Just knowing? Miles feels a bit silly saying this, but he has to point out - ]

That's not very scientific.

From:

parumcanis

[This sarcasm is a little advanced for a kid, but Sirius has already had years of practice and observation. He wrinkles his nose, cocking his head slightly.]

Sorry--but you are a wizard, aren't you?

From:

bitty_justice

Yes, I...Of course I am.

[He bobs his head in a nod.]

But magic is science, too, after a fashion. I know it is. It just takes figuring out how.

From:

parumcanis

[Sirius stares, uncomprehendingly for a moment--and then bursts out laughing. The witch behind the trolley looks mildly irritated, and jostles the cart a bit. Are you two buying, or chatting?]

Buying--

[Sirius digs a galleon out of his pocket and hands it over, still snickering at Edgeworth.]

His stuff, and-- this lot--

[He holds up his handful--six chocolate frogs, a bag of Every-Flavour Beans, a licorice tongue, and three pumpkin pasties--and hardly spares her a smile of thanks before he turns back to Edgeworth again, eager and amused.]

You're mad. What're you called?

From:

bitty_justice

[Miles, though, bobs in a half-bow, mutters some words along the lines of thank you very much apologies for the inconvenience before gathering his own food - he just picks a frog at random, in the end - and then turning back to the boy.]

I'm Miles Edgeworth. What's your name -

[And Miles then turns to sort out the proper amount of money to give to the witch, squinting slightly - still in the knuts, not enough to go over into the sickles territory - really, why couldn't they just use base ten like everyone else?]

From:

parumcanis

[Sirius reaches out and bats his hand away, impatiently.]

I already paid, you twit. I'm Sirius Black. Come on, open your chocolate frog, Edgeworth, I want to see which one you chose--

From:

bitty_justice

[Sirius...was paying for him? Miles stares, a bit flummoxed, before nodding in acknowledgment to the witch at the cart and scooting off to the side, out of the way. And he ventures a shy:]

Thank you. Very much.

[And bobs in an abbreviated bow to reinforce his gratitude. So quickly, he opens the package, and - ]

Ahh!

From:

parumcanis

What! What, what, who'd you get--

[It's good for Edgeworth that Sirius was so consumed with tearing open his licorice tongue that he missed that bow. Even at eleven years of age, he's uncomfortable with people bowing--to him, around him, whatever. It's strange. But his attention is caught again at that outburst, and he leans in, eager to see--]

Merlin!

[He gives Edgeworth an approving grin. This is clearly a good thing.]

Well, that's a good one to begin with--well done! See, I told you, you'd choose correctly, when the time came for it--

From:

bitty_justice

No, it - it - it - it moved -

[Miles looks up at Sirius, his face a little bit pale. It's a miracle he didn't drop it; he holds onto it now with a very tight grip.]

There - there might be something alive in there -

From:

parumcanis

What?

[He looks at Edgeworth, a little alarmed--and then peers at the card, uncertainly.]

It's just the picture. See, there's Merlin--winking at you--they hang around in the cards for a long time, it's not like portraits. I think they like being looked at, 'cos it's like someone is really remembering things that they did. Better than hanging on a wall getting dusty.

From:

bitty_justice

No, the - the candy! The frog!

[He's pulled out the card, but clenched the little package closed on the candy itself. He holds out the bag to him, trying to show him - though that's all such odd information - what's that about portraits? No matter - ]

From:

parumcanis

What?

[And he laughs, suddenly, as she takes the packet from Edgeworth.]

'Course it's moving! That's what they do! [And he tears it open the rest of the way, and the chocolate frog leaps out--right towards Edgeworth, first--]

From:

bitty_justice

Ahh - augh!

[Miles, by luck or skill, in spite of his stumbling backwards, manages to catch it neatly between his cupped hands. He braces himself for further magically-animated trauma - and then realizes that he...caught it, and that it's contained, just hopping gently against his hands.

He's breathing hard, his eyes wide, and asks - ]

It's - it - You're supposed to eat it alive?

From:

parumcanis

[He snickers at that reaction, but Edgeworth's question has such horror in it that it even gives Sirius a moment of pause. Er--]

It's not actually alive, y'know. It's a charm. They're all charmed like that. Anyway, that's half the fun, isn't it!

From:

bitty_justice

[Miles peers down at his cupped hands. And he asks, firmly:]

You promise that it's not actually alive? Because if it's alive, then I'm going to release it.

From:

parumcanis

I swear! And you can't release it--if you let it go, it's just going to melt, or someone else is going to eat it--

[The frog is struggling, and it's even making a faint ribbit every now and then, and Sirius points urgently to Edgeworth's hands--]

Eat it! Go on, it'll get away if you don't--

From:

bitty_justice

[And Miles cracks open his hands to see the frog there, jumping, and he tries to imagine himself eating it and then shakes his head.]

I - I can't. I'm sorry! It's just...too...

[He thrusts out his hands.]

I can't. You - you eat it, and I won't look...

From:

parumcanis

You're joking.

[He stares at Edgeworth's hands, then at his face, his nose wrinkled.]

You seriously don't want it? Fine--

[He's not yet developed any need to try to convince people to do what they secretly want to do, and he really likes chocolate frogs, so--fine, yeah, he snatches it out of Edgeworth's hands and shoves it into his mouth, all at once. One eye screws up, intently, and his nose wrinkles--]

Mphgf--

From:

bitty_justice

[And Miles has yet to develop any real pride. He gives a little noise, and reaches up to cover his eyes; horror is tempered with a mad desire to giggle, because this is all so weird and strange and inexplicable - ]

Tell me when you're done -

From:

parumcanis

Mghpf mghhrf myfnfds--

[The frog is struggling a little, and Sirius rolls his eyes, expressively, patting hard at his left cheek--and then he bites, once, very obviously, and swallows.]

Done! The chocolate is really good, mate, you have to have one! You can't go your whole life without having a chocolate frog, c'mon--

[His arms are full of sweets and things, but he fumbles around till he digs one out and holds it out to Edgeworth, expectantly, grinning, chocolate on his teeth.]

Oi. Weirdo. Open your eyes!