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Whilst he would love to jokingly remark how he got his outfit from his wife's wardrobe, Arvo had been informed in no uncertain terms that, if he did such a thing, he would find himself rather quickly without a wife. His darling Kata could only take so much, it would seem, and perhaps his shenanigans this year were slightly more amusing that last year (although challenging the Head Boy to a duel had been quite fun). This year, he was as Professor Arvilla Tooposh, an upper-class English woman (he had practised his accent) who he gained inspiration for from an old show he watched decades ago as a boy.
He wasn't sure how he managed to get Monty to think this was a good idea, but the pint-sized Professor had few qualms about getting dressed up for Halloween. It would be fun, he decided, if they didn't bother with magical cheating. The wig was a touch itchy, but it helped keep his face at a semi-stable pinch that made him look perpetually cross. Perfect for Professor Arvilla Tooposh.
"I'm quite impressed with these names," he commented to his friend, walking quite confidently into the hall in his two-inch heels. "How did you think them up, Monty - I mean, Mona?"
He wasn't sure how he managed to get Monty to think this was a good idea, but the pint-sized Professor had few qualms about getting dressed up for Halloween. It would be fun, he decided, if they didn't bother with magical cheating. The wig was a touch itchy, but it helped keep his face at a semi-stable pinch that made him look perpetually cross. Perfect for Professor Arvilla Tooposh.
"I'm quite impressed with these names," he commented to his friend, walking quite confidently into the hall in his two-inch heels. "How did you think them up, Monty - I mean, Mona?"