Young Again

Aeon's conversation was interrupted once a buttered bun smacked him square in the face out of nowhere, followed not long after by grapes pelting the rest of him. His professor instincts kicked in and he stood to give them all a detention, before realising he was now, in fact, a sixteen year old boy. He could have his fun. He glanced down as Kida and nodded his head, before reaching for a pancake, dripping with syrup. He frisbeed it toward the boy who had offended him with a bun as all hell broke lose. Food was flying everywhere, and he was shoveling handfuls of it. "You're all going down!" he grinned, tossing a mashed muffin under the table, where the grapes had come from.
 
As soon as the words 'food fight' were uttered by a boy at his table, Desideratus was in the zone, and held up a plate to shield himself, before grabbing hold of a pancake, and throwing it at the girl who screamed about her hair. He hoped that, by the end of this, it was ruined. He then turned on the boy near her - he didn't know anything about him, or where he was from, but he was going down with a handful of muffin going right back at him.
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Reuben grinned. They couldn't all get a detention, could they? Deciding to involve as many students as possible, Reuben redirected his grapes at the surrounding tables, stopping only to grab more from the ever replenishing bowl above. Then a handful of muffin hit him square in the face. Some of it dropped off of his chin and plopped to the floor. "Ew!" he said, scooping it up and throwing it right back.
 
Rudolf was pleased to see how many Gryffindors were taking part in the action. "FOOD FIGHT!" he yelled in unison, accidentally giving away their location. He threw another grape, this time hitting a blonde girl he recognized from their house. "Sorry!" he yelled, blushing like a tomato. Tomato! Rudolf grabbed a few of those and lobbed them clumsily at the tables.

 
Some kid yelled out Food fight and Kida felt as if she had to do something to stop the fight from happening, but they were having fun, besides they were 16 again. Kida decided not to grab any food but rather use her Quidditch Skills and her Banana bat to deflect food that came towards her and aim it back at the person who through it in the first place, Her Banana continued to get bruised until eventually the Skin fell off and Kida threw it like a Banana grenade 'Take Cover!' she yelled before picking up another Banana to deflect more food.
 
Skye was a little later heading down to breakfast than normal and she would come to regret that. She entered the great hall expecting to find it alive with chit chat and the sound of cutlery scrapping plates. Instead there was laughter and shouting and food being thrown everywhere. Before she could even digest what was going on a piece of bacon flew in her direction and she only just had time to duck. She quickly took cover behind a table and found herself with students she didn't know. "What the hell is going on?" She asked startled.

(You guys can decided who she ended up behind the table with ;) )
 
Finn's defense cover was joined by an older girl. She had obviously just entered, and was completely unscathed. Finn picked up some scrambled egg, and plonked it on her head. "Food fight!" He exclaimed happily, before picking up the bowl of egg and running across the hall, yelling like a warrior, throwing the scrambled mush at anyone and everyone.
He was having waaay too much fun.
 
Willow needed nourishment. She had been reading for far longer than she had expected and as she made her way towards the Great Hall she was beginning to hear a commotion. She frowned as she approached the Great Hall and was about to go and find a Professor when she realised that she didn't want to overreact over nothing. Shrugging and assuming it was probably just loud students, Willow opened the doors only to have a muffin thrown into her face. She blinked before immediately ducking into cover. "What's happening!" She asked the people next to her only to realise she was with Skye and another student. "Sup, Gorgeous?" She asked the girl, deftly scooping some of the egg out of her hair and throwing it in the direction of some of the other students.
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Veronica darted up onto the table, kicking a plate of fruit into the air and using the levitation spell to throw them at the surrounding people. A boy who'd thrown food in her hair apologised and she scoffed at him before throwing a bowl of sauce in his direction. "NEVER APOLOGISE! NO MERCY!"
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Merlin this had gotten crazy. The Veronica girl was almost scary with her enthusiasm, but Aeon loved it. The food fight really seemed to take the years off of him. Or maybe it was just the potion. Probably the potion. Still, he grinned devilishly, glad to have his Beater cousin deflect the majority of incoming food while he lobbed anything he could find. Sauces and syrups splashed against his robes and he picked up a jug of orange juice, tossing the liquid directly above the nearest competitors. "Orange you glad we're doing this?" He called back to Kida, chuckling maniacally.
 
Riven was minding her own business, when two dreaded words were screamed out. Riven panicked, and started trying to find a safe route to escape. She couldn't believe that some of the people here could be so childish! Unfortunately, there was no safe route, and Riven screamed multiple times as she was hit with who knows what from who knows where!
Feeling angry, Riven picked up an apple and threw it hard, before turning on her heel and storming off. Where were the Professors?!
 
Skye was amazed to see the students getting so into the food fight, she couldn't help but smile in amusement. Suddenly another student had joined them behind the table. It was Willow, which made Skye grin like an idiot. She blushed a little when Willow greeted her and realised this was a chance to have a little fun, "Hey there miss Prefect, so tell me how much trouble am I in?" Skye asked winking at Willow. She had no idea what had come over her.
 
Aeon made a pun joke at her and she stopped deflecting food to pick up a bowl of dry cereal and tip it over his head so he was covered with Cereal and cereal dust 'Next time it's the juice!' she said. More Student's arrived and took cover behind a table, food continued to fly everywhere. One student started using Magic and being tempted she decided not yet. Continuing to use her Banana bat to hit away anything near her but grabbed a bowl of fruit with her spare hand and tossed it up in the air so all the grapes sprayed in every direction and suddenly it was raining grapes.
 
Desideratus looked at a Slytherin girl as she began retreating. There'd be none of that! He stood to throw cereal at her, but found himself pelted with grapes. He deflected most with his platter-shield, and scooped up some oat meal, throwing it at Finn as he began hollering up and down the hall, laughing loudly himself.
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Hogwarts was great! Dad must just have been trying to scare him when he'd warned Reuben how strict the professors were. There wasn't a professor to be seen. Not even the commotion had drawn one from a nearby room to investigate. The young Hufflepuff grabbed a few more fruits from the table above. This time his weapons of choice were strawberries. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!!" he yelled, throwing four of them at once. They landed on their targets with satisfying splats.
 
Rudolf screamed. He'd been minding his own business (well, as much as one could during a food fight) when all of a sudden, a bowl of sauce had come flying under the table. Drenched to his ears in syrup, he began to wail. It was in his hair! His eyes! "Owwwwwww!"
 
Carolina was sitting at the Ravenclaw table eating some fruit when all the madness unfolded, for the moment it was contained to the Gryffindor Table but it began to spread, Grapes, Juice and other projectiles began flying across the room, someone's oatmeal landed on her book she was reading and she stared in disbelief 'Who put Oatmeal on my Book!' she yelled, contemplating throwing food back, instead she retreated under her table with Napkins to clean off the mess.
 
Esme glanced up from her food as the commotion at the Gryffindor table unfolded, food and drink sailing throughout the air. Never a dull moment. Her eyes scanned across the participating students, narrowing on two in particular. Of course her less-than-competent fellow assistant from Ollivanders had joined in, as well as that troublesome brat who had attempted to threaten her. Absolutely disgusting. The first term had only just started, and already these first years were acting out. Another boy too, caught her attention. A blonde haired Gryffindor who resembled her cousin quite accurately. A coincidence, surely. Regardless, she wasn't dealing with any of this. The Slytherin stood, briskly walking towards the exit as mashed up foods whizzed by her. She could not deal with this today.
 
That simply wouldn't do! How could anyone not enjoy this? Upon seeing yet another grumpy Slytherin female, Desideratus rolled his eyes. Such a grumpy house indeed. Surely some oatmeal to the head would fix that! The part veela scoop up a large plate of oatmeal, and ran manically through the Great Hall until he was just a couple steps away from the Slytherin. "Hey over here!" he called to her, hoping she'd turn around, and flung all the oatmeal within the plate at her, still laughing.
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Orwell was casually sitting in the great hall behind a couple of books as he was normally, he was waiting for Archie to appear, since Orwell was naturally an earlier riser, but this was different, he heard the food food fight, and glanced up from his books, to begin to witness the mess that was being created by various students, internally Orwell was freaking out. But, no one seemed to want to stop it, they all were just jumping in and joining, no professors were doing anything, there didn't seem to be any, maybe this was the time to sway him to his view. Food landed on his books, and Orwell felt himself lose it, this book was second hand, it wasn't even his. Though this anarchy most would've thought right up his street, but it wasn't the anarchy he liked. He stood up and stood on the table, "HEY!" he screamed at the people throwing the food, "Why are you targeting each other, we are comrades, all together in the fight against the oppressing class. You should target the professors who impose curfews and treat us like children rather than with respect. They make us wear uniform and strip us of our individuality. The mould us into perfect students so we keep the wheels of Capitalism going. Fight the system, throw your food at those who force you to be what you're not!" he yelled at them.
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James was just heading down stairs to take a walk outside when he heard a tremendous commotion from the Great Hall. Perhaps this needed investigating, so he threw open the doors to the room and stopped in surprise. There was an absolutely huge food fight going on, and the room was pretty much wrecked. He was slightly disgusted to see the Gryffindor table championing the fight, with two new people standing on it, one wielding a banana like a beater's bat, the other retaliating. There were going to be words with Cyndi after this, he thought. And James was going to be the one to stop it. "GUYS, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?! CALM DOWN AND SHUT UP!"
 
Kida saw two students try to fight the Food fight, one suggesting to throw food on professors the other being a Prefect trying to stop it, Kida knew she was very good with her Aim, she was a Professional Quidditch player after all, Grabbing a Jar of Jam she took a good scoop out and aimed it first at the Prefect's face, she ran over a table to get close and took a fast swing covering the Students face with Jam 'It's a Food fight' she said answering the boys question; before running off and scooping up some more jam and pelted it towards the Kid who suggested fighting the system plus various other student's, 'JAM ATTACK!' she yelled loudly. Once she was satisfied with her Jam attack she grabbed her Banana and continued to deflect food.
 
Uh oh. Reuben, arm drawn back in mid air, froze on the spot. James Adams. Reuben didn't know the names of every Gryffindor student, but the twins had already found out the names of the prefects so that they could avoid them. Still, Reuben was under a table... Perhaps he could get away with it. With the mushy strawberries he had left, he began pelting the Gryffindor prefect.
 
Desideratus turned to look at the Gryffindor prefect, and pointed at him accusingly. "Boo!" He then turned to the table, and treated the prefect with a pancake smeared with honey flying in his direction.
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Rudolf was still wailing. Under the commotion of the hall, his bleating was drowned out. Blinded by syrup, he threw grapes and muffins and handfuls of oatmeal in every direction (including his mouth).
 
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