In the entrance hall (open RP...if you dare)

[walburga-b.livejournal.com]

HUMILIATION! DEGRADATION! SCUM AROUND EVERY CORNER! MUDBLOODS, WEREWOLVES, BLOOD-TRAITORS, GODS AND DEMI-GODS, ANGELS, DEMONS, FREAKS, SCIENTISTS, FRENCHMEN, PIRATES, AND HUFFLEPUFFS! A DIRTY LOT, ALL OF THEM, BESMIRCHING THE HALLS OF A ONCE-GREAT INSTITUTION! SHAMEFUL! A DISGRACE TO US ALL!

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[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

He looks up, still red-faced as Charlie approaches. Takes a few deep breaths. "... Yeah... I'm okay. Stupid painting making fun of my HEAD." Wibble.

[notasmackhead.livejournal.com]

Charlie blinks. It had never occured to him that Dib might be sensitive about his head; he'd just assumed it was normal for whatever world Dib had come from.

"Oh. Well, I mean, it's making fun of everyone, even gods and stuff. It probably just latched onto the first thing it could think of. A bit more creative than 'four-eyes', right?"

He gives the painting a dirty look anyway.

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"Yeah..." Dib sounds sullen. "I guess. At least 'four-eyes' would be something NEW, though."

[notasmackhead.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'll bear that in mind if I ever decide to insult you," says Charlie, hoping to cheer Dib up a little. "I wouldn't want to be unoriginal."