The Water Warlocks (Open Chocolate Plot, whole school)

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

They'd raced through the dungeon, Kuronue taking the West end, Kurama the East, and by the time they met up again, every water pipe in the place was glowing a different color. Some were even alight with colors that didn't even exist, or sparkled and dripped in disconcerting ways.

"Excellent," Kurama grinned, shoving his wand back into its holster. "I wonder what'll happen once the sprinklers go on in the greenhouses."

There was a long pause of contemplation.

"I think you might wanna take a day or two off work," Kuronue said, catching a distant tinkle of glass as something in that general area broke. Or, broke free.

"D'you think we might not have planned this out too carefully?" Kurama asked.

Another long pause.

“Still, you know... No need to get tentacle raped or something.” Kuronue looked oddly pleased at the possibility of such happening however. Especially since he knew it was possible.

Well, it was Kurama.

_{((OOC - Kuro socking done with mun approval. Basic chocolate plot rules apply, all the water in the school is magicked, cursed, charmed, and so forth, all with different effects up to the mun. Have fun!))}

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[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

Sam had been too preoccupied with his thoughts to notice that the hot shower he was enjoying turned an odd, sparkly blue color. He reached for the towel and wondered just why they were so damned huge. He wasn't that tall, no matter what Dean insisted.

When he reached for his clothes, he realized something was terribly wrong.

A scrawny, six year old Sam Winchester left the baths, wrapped in an oversized shirt and towel.

"Dean? Dad?" He called in a small voice.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

NO NO I DON'T WANT A BATH! Wishbone said, struggling against the house elf that was trying to bathe him.

In the end, the house elf did get him in the bath.

And promptly squeaked in shock when a boy popped out.

Wishbone looked down at himself. "COOL!"

After a struggle to clothe himself (cause he did remember people had been cross with him when he was naked), Wishbone set out.

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

He had only wanted to wash his hands...

After a walk with Artemis, Turlough needed to wash his hands, so he did. Had he been paying attention he would have noticed the water was pink.

He did notice, however, when his hands suddenly became more feminine. Turlough checked himself. Maid outfit? Check. Breasts? Check.

Cat ears? Check.

"GODDAMNIT LEZARD!" Turlough cried.

[ringo-raver.livejournal.com]

Now Ryuk was just flying around, minding his own business, for once. Shame he flew under a leaking pipe and a red drop fell on his head.

Ryuk tumbled on the floor.

"HEY!" He yelled. After trying to fly again, he looked down and realized he was human again.

A grin broke out.

"Now. Where's Maddie?" Ryuk said, the now-human shinigami walking to find his favorite chew toy.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

And in Hufflepuff, there was another confused young boy, eight years old and wearing his own school uniform, complete with the badge pinned to his shirt declaring him class representative.

Teru shivered, looking anxiously around him. He remembered, vaguely, as if it had been a dream, that he'd been here once before. And ...it had been bad, he'd done something bad. Someone had told him.

[thefuturemrpond.livejournal.com]

Rory was just brushing his teeth, that was all, and suddenly felt ...wrong. He looked down at the sink, to find the water running blue and sparkling which couldn't be normal even here, and then up into the mirror. He didn't look any different, but there was -

- oh no. No. Not again.

He focused on his hand, and it split open, revealing the barrel of a gun. But... that had never even happened now, the Auton Rory had never existed, this didn't make any sense.

...as if sense mattered?

[chasteasaknife.livejournal.com]

Castiza had noticed an odd orangey shimmer in the water, but not until she'd almost finished bathing. It was worrying, but she hadn't noticed anything amiss, and gone on with her day.

She wasn't the sort to ignore an unhappy-looking unattended child, though.

"Like, are you okay? I totally did not know there were any kids here. Are you, like, lost?"

...what?

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"I -" 'Lost' might not be the right word, he knew where he was, sort of, it was just the wrong place. But he was too worried to bring that up. "I think so. This isn't my school."

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

"You rang?"

Lezard bloop!ed into visible existence. Only once he saw (1) who'd said his name, and (2) where he was, he immediately regretted ever having cast a spell that alerted him to anyone uttering his name and summoning him to the spot. (He'd created the spell for the Shoggies' use, mainly.)

Cue epic facepalm. Like, a literal facepalm, Lezard striking his forehead with the heel of his gloved palm.

"Do not think for one moment I did this. To you."

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm blaming you anyway! If you hadn't done it the first time, the school wouldn't keep doing it to me!" Turlough said, crossing his her arms and glaring at Lezard.

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

Lezard raised an eyebrow. "There are far worse things I could have done."

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

"I suppose you're correct. This is still just embarrassing, though."

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

"Why, how dreadful for you. Since my sorcery has made you so unhappy in the past, I shall refrain from making any changes to your present condition. Try not to summon me again, will you?" Never mind that Turlough hadn't had any way of knowing that saying the mage's name would now summon him.

Smirking (but of course), Lezard bloop!ed away.

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

"I didn't even summon you, idiot!"

Never mind that Turlough didn't know he summoned him.

[i-shot-a-dick.livejournal.com]

Dean picked about the worst time possible to wash his hands, but by the time it was said and done, he had no clue what had happened. What he did know was that Sammy, didn't sound quite like Sammy should. He knew that "Dean? Dad?" call, real well. But he hadn't heard it in a couple years, it was usually a more angry tone with Sam any more at this age, at least if he talked about Dad.

Dean shrugged his shoulders, maybe some thing had scared him he thought and shut the water off, drying his hands if he had stopped to think about it, Dean would realize that just a few moments before he hadn't been seventeen years old, but he was now.

Either way he headed in to the hall and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw not twelve year old Sam, but six year old "Sammy...did you get in to Dad's stuff?"

[i-shot-a-dick.livejournal.com]

Dean had been washing his hands and humming Metallica, distracted by the song in his head the hunter didn't even notice as the water changed colors, shutting it off he reached over and dried his hands off.

Dean ran the damp towel down his face and for a moment just blinked, he looked like okay, yet for some reason the hunter had a feeling some thing wasn't right. Too bad he couldn't realize that the problem was he looked like him, just several years before as a seventeen year old boy.

"Man, I need to get more sleep, I'm losin' it."

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

He hadn't realized it would go this far. Neither of them had. But when he'd run into the greenhouses just to be sure that a few very experimental and extremely dangerous plants were ungrown, it had taken them the better part of an hour to get things all sorted.

And a few minutes after that to realize that they'd become a them.

Kurama stared. "Oh,"

"...Shit," Youko concluded. He then put his hands to his face, earls, even going so far to grab at his tail. His red-haired demi-doppleganger didn't do any of those things, only stood and stared with the elbow of one hand cupped in the other, chin resting on the remaining fist.

"I think we might have gone a little too far this time," Kurama said, staring at himself with a kind of fascinated worry.

"I think you worry too much," Youko growled back. "There's two of us now, for however long. What's the first thing running though your mind?"

A grin of lascivious evil passed between them. Yes, it was the same thought, provided they didn't get tripped up by anyone on the way. Find Kusuriyuri, and lock the three of them in a room until the spell wore off. Or longer.

Provided of course, they could get to him before he had to wash his hands, or have a drink of water, or it got particularly damp in the Divination tower.

It was a struggle as both of them shot for the greenhouse door at once, pushing shoving and cursing themselves until they made it out and sprinted into the castle.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

"Dean!" Sam ran down the hall towards his brother, nearly tripping on the oversized shirt and towel. He looked older than Sam remembered, but it was still his brother and that was enough for him. While Sam didn't quite throw his arms around his brother, he did stand very close.

"No," he said indignantly. "I know m'not supposed to touch Dad's stuff. It's dangerous." That mantra had been drummed into both of the boys at a very young age. "I got out of the bath and.." he looked around, his eyes wide.

"Dean.. where are we?"

[soldierfair.livejournal.com]

If anyone was willing to listen, Zack Fair was in distress.

He'd gone to the bathroom, washed his hands... and then he'd gone completely blind. Yes, he'd taken a moment to go through an esuna, a remedy , eye drops and even tried a healing materia just in case, but nothing seemed to work. He was blind, and he didn't know where he was, and he felt a bit of a tit for all that.

Groping along the stalls he made it to the bathroom door (which was really a storage closet) and began calling for help. Until a broom fell on him.

[i-shot-a-dick.livejournal.com]

Dean laughed as Sam ran over to him that way, it was odd sure but not so bad to have Little Sammy, he looked kind of cute running in that big shirt any way and Dean crouched down in front of him and like the surrogate Dad he had always been rolled up the sleeves of the shirt and tucked the waist and tied a knot to stop Sam from falling when he ran. Dean did another thing, he kept the concerned look out of his face at Sam's question because he realized another thing just then, this wasn't the cheap motel Dad had left them.

"The motel, Sammy, they probably just got bored with the decor and changed it." He ruffled his younger brother's hair and flashed that grin that even in to adult hood held that cocky, boyish charm to it "Now c'mon, we need to get back to our room and put you in your own clothes, before Dad gets back"

And Dean thought, get you back in to the right body before the old man has my head. How did this happen, how did I fail Sam again and not keep him safe, these were the thoughts that ran through Dean's mind.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

"'kay." He slipped his hand into his older brother's and looked up at him with big round eyes, far too serious for one so young. "Dean.. are we in trouble? I didn't wander away, like Dad said. But, something's wrong, isn't it?" Sam was trying very hard to be brave, but this was too weird and he was getting a little scared. He wasn't the right size, they didn't know where Dad was..

"Oh my God," a rough voice said from down the hall. Bobby Singer stood, staring at the two boys - only this time they were boys. "Sammy? Dean?"

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

The Doctor had been distracted by making two different Solstice gifts and didn’t realize the cup of tea he had poured was a very odd color. He looked down at the cup and noticed the sparkling purple remnants and frowned. “Oh dear,” he muttered before feeling a great psychic tearing and the world going dark around him.

He woke a few minutes later, his head aching.

When he rose and stalked down the hall, it was not as the Doctor. He was the Oncoming Storm, the Dark Lord that the Daleks feared, and where he walked, worlds burned.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

A confused Sam smiled at the little boy. "Hi," he said, waving a sleeve that flopped over his hand. "I'm Sam."

[i-shot-a-dick.livejournal.com]

Damn it Sammy, Dean thought to himself. The kid was too smart already, Dean had forgotten how intuitive to him Sam had been when they were younger, hiding things from his brother was like trying to hide them from himself and yet to protect Sam he did it all the same, because Dean's life was just that, surrogate father and protector to his younger brother. Dean's face gave him away for one moment before he just started walking, taking Sam along with him "You talk too much Sammy, we're fine, I'm not gonna let any thing happen to yo...."

Dean trailed off as he heard a gruff familiar voice but when he looked up there was some thing different about the owner of that voice and Dean's mouth popped off before he could think twice "Crap Uncle Bobby, you got old."

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

He pulled a face, "And you got young. Damnit Dean, what the hell happened?"

Sammy whirled around, a smile on his little face. "Uncle Bobby! When did you get here?" Before waiting for an answer, he ran at old hunter, throwing his arms around his legs. "I missed you. Are you here to come get us? I wanna play with Rufus!"

Bobby couldn't talk around the lump in his throat as Sam hugged his knees. God he was so young. He reached down and tousled his dark hair. "I missed you too, kid," he said softly.