The Unpopping of a Wombat ((open rp))

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((Digger is taken from after the end of the comic with the assumption she made it home ok; she has vague memories of Hogwarts but nothing specific.))

Digger had thought she was done waking up in ridiculous circumstances, but clearly, this wasn't the case, because in a strange place, surrounded by giant popcorn and covered in butter was ridiculous by anyone's measure. She sighed, facepalming, and then spent a moment furiously trying to wipe melted butter from her eye.

Well, no point crying over cracked marble (or errant dairy products, for that matter) - despite the butter, it didn't seem that anyone was trying to eat her, which was always a plus in Digger's book. And the stonework here was of solid quality, always a good sign - although she couldn't quite shake the feeling that it was somehow familiar. The wombat paused for a moment to extract a stick of chalk from her pack, marked a neat arrow next to the door of the popcorn room, and started along the passageway. Maybe she'd run into someone reasonable, although honestly, Digger wasn't holding out much hope on that score. As likely as not, there would probably be gods involved in a situation like this.