Eirik smiled and said to him quietly "well....shit happens, even to prefects," and chuckled quietly.

Eirik was stunned at all of the treats for his cats. "T-Thank you, Mimsy, for your generosity. My kitties will love all of this. As for me, " he said, leaning down closer to her, "I wouldn't say no to some fire whiskey," and winked, then stood back up.

(( I figured something like that happen <3)) Magnus laughed. "Well maybe the clumsiness will 'elp. You never know, it a crazy world." When Merlin mentioned he loved when cats purred he told Kippers to go and pet the boy. So when she finally jumped down from Eirik, she headbutted Merlin and laid beside him, purring and pawing his leg for pets.

Mimsy squeaked with distress. "Oh no, sir," shaking her head fast, "Mimsy is happy to be a house elf sir. Mimsy loves the Lees. Master Bartley is saying things like Mimsy does not need to do work. But Master Bartley is mistaken. Mimsy loves her Lees. She is happy. She is not wanting to be anything else but a good house elf."

Magnus came over hand gave the house elf a hug. "You are a wonderful house elf, Mimsy." The little elf nodded and started petting Magnus' leg. "Master is kind, Master is handsome, wise and a good wizard."

Mimsy flicked her fingers and suddenly there was a bottle of Fire Whiskey in Merlin's lap and six bottle surrounding Eirik. "Master Bartley says wizards are strange for not letting children having whiskey younger. He is allowing Master Magnus to having some on holidays." Magnus shook his head, "No Mimsy, please send the whiskey back. They may have butterbeer. Dad's rules aren't standard in school sweetie." The whiskey vanished just as quickly as it arrived, but replaced with butterbeer. "Thank you, Mimsy."

((OOC awwwwww :( no whiskey LOL))

Eirik was thrilled, then just as quickly deflated, when the fire whiskey appeared and was sent away. He looked at Magnus and said something crossly in Russian, frowned, then forced a smile back onto his face.

"Well, thank you for the thought, Mimsy, and yes, Magnus is very correct: you are a very good house elf. However, back in Russia children are weaned on vodka. " He shrugged. "My kitties and I thank you for your kindness," he said with a small bow. Then he picked up the kitty treats and made his way to sit back down. His smile dropped, but he only had a small bit of a pout on his lips.

"You is most welcome sir!." She gave another long sweeping bow and then seeing the boy was upset she went over and stood on him so she could whisper. "You is finding them later, sir. They is in your bed sir." For Mimsy had vanished the bottle to Eirik's four poster bed.

Eirik heard what Mimsy had whispered to him, and had to refrain from grinning. "Thank you," he whispered back, "you are wonderful," and patted her hand gently.

((00C totally ok lol it happens :) ))

(OOC Oops! Teflon brain here, so sorry) Sam smiled as Magnus relaxed a bit and began the workshop, calling in his family's house elf Mimsy. Eirik, she suddenly remembered he had introduced himself while she was looking at the fwooper, had politely asked for a chicken breast for his kitty, and the little elf had practically brought the whole chicken coop. Struggling to keep from laughing out loud, she asked Mimsy if she liked to sing. "The house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen like to sing with my puffskien, but they just shake their heads at me when I ask them any questions about their own songs." She said, hoping Mimsy would be less standoffish than the school elves.

Paddy hurridly finished her conversations before grabbing a seat just as Magnus started the session. She was a bit apprehensive about meeting Mimsy again after their first Care of Magical Creatures club meeting, but was eager to learn more about House Elves. Waiting for the others to ask a question, Paddy eventually drew enough courage to ask a question that had been nagging her since that first meeting. "If you don't mind me asking, Mimsy, is there a difference between the groups of House Elves at somewhere like Hogwarts, and those like yourself who work for a family on their own?"

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(And everyone since pinged everyone already lol)

Well, of course he was noticed, it was hard not to notice people back. It seemed a very friendly and lively bunch. Then Magnus began the little class. He knew a little something about house elves. Namely that they had a few but it wasn't really a subject that came up in polite company was it? Mimsy was, well Mimsy. She sort of reminded him of Tomi only Tomi wasn't quite so enthusiastic. Gathering himself he stood and made his way forward to join the class as they talked to the elf. It was a she, his father would have an epileptic attack if he saw his son now, but when it was his turn he stooped down a little and took her hand then bowed over it slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mimsy, thank you for coming." The he was straightening and stepping back a little refusing to blush. No doubt the others thought him odd but it actually felt just a little liberating to give an unseen dig to his prim and proper father. The man shouldn't be too surprised, Maddox got some of his sarcasm from him after all. Among other things.

Mimsy smiled and bowed at Sam. "Mimsy does like singing and humming, yes. Master Bartley loves to play his music on his ocarina. He is saying music is having magic and Mimsy is agreeing. Master Bartley's best friend likes singing too, Mimsy likes Master Paul a lot and will hum along. Mimsy will sing along as well, if they is asking. Though sometimes, Miss, Mimsy gets embarrassed when they is praising her."

Mimsy looked at Paddy confused. "Mimsy is very sorry Miss Paddy, Mimsy is not understanding what you is asking."

Mimsy squeaked with delight when Maddox took her and and bowed. "You is so polite. You is a good wizard, Mimsy is thinking. Mimsy is going to blush with everyone thanking her for coming. Mimsy is honoured to come for the magnificent majestic Lees."

Paddy sighed under her breath - she wanted to like the little House Elf, but she felt uncertain when she spoke to her, in case she accidentally offended her. She took a moment or two to think up a better way to phrase her question. "I meant is there a difference if you're working on your own like you are, to those House Elves who work in a group like the ones here? I mean if it was humans working like that, no doubt the ones in a group would see themselves differently to the ones whop worked solo."

"Mimsy is understanding now. Thank you Miss Paddy for explaining to Mimsy. Mimsy is sorry for being stupid." Mimsy bowed again, so low her nose touched the floor. "Mimsy is not thinking so. Though Mimsy has not worked with large group but it is the same Mimsy is thinking. Though Mimsy supposes that everyone at Hogwarts would be Mimsy's master and mistriss if Mimsy works here. Mimsy is happy to serve the Lees. Mimsy loves the Lees and is glad she works for them."

Merlin smiled at the cat and begins to pet her. "You are such a lovely cat." He scratched her head some more. "You like that? My cat loves it too."

Merlin rolled his eyes. "Shit happens to me all the time, has nothing to do with being a prefect. In fact I don't know why I was even picked." He hung his head but kept listening and enjoying the house elf visit.

When Merlin heard Mimsy's response to his question he smiled. "I didn't mean to sound rude, just wondering what else elves like doing besides helping. You are very kind and hardworking." When whiskey was placed on his hands he smelled it and made a face of shock, but once butterbeer was on his hands he had a big smile on his lips. "Oh thank you so much, you are too kind Mimsy." He sip it. "It's delicious, would it be ok if I do something for you? I really don't know if it is acceptable and don't want to disrespect you in any way. But I do make delicious honey cookies and have some right here in my bag if you want to taste them."

Keet quietly finished up her conversations with her new friends, happy that things had gone so well. She snuggled Disco as he slept, and then turned her attention to Magnus and Mimsy. House elves were fascinating to Keet, as she had never met one before. She was a half-blood, and her mother's magical family was not wealthy. She had also never had the fortunate experience of meeting any of the Hogwarts house elves. Keet listened carefully to her other classmates' questions, and giggled when Magnus had Mimsy poof the Fire Whiskey away. She wanted to be polite, but was a little nervous to meet the elf.
Getting up carefully so as not to wake Disco, she walked slowly to the front of the class to greet Mimsy. Offering her hand for a shake, Keet spoke quietly, "It's so nice to meet you, Miss Mimsy! I love your beautiful tea towel, and it seems like you do a wonderful job of caring for your family" she smiled. "I was wondering, is there any meal you are especially fond of preparing? I used to enjoy cooking with my father back home."

"You is okay, sir," Mimsy said to Merlin, "you is young, you is not knowing. Mimsy takes no offense. Mimsy loves caring for her family, sir, Mimsy wishes to do it forever." Then Merlin asked her if she would like some cookies and she squeaked and almost fell over in her excitement. She looked at Magnus who nodded.

"If you'd like the cookies Mimsy, you don't have to ask, you can have them," the boy replied.

"Oh thank you young Master Magnus! Mimsy is thanking you too, sir, Mimsy would be delighted to have some cookies."

Then Keet was speaking to her and Mimsy blushed and outright laughed, "You is silly, pretty girl. I is calling you Miss, you is calling me Mimsy. Thank you, Mistress Stella embroidered it for Mimsy. Mistress Stella prefers to do most things for herself as does the Lee family. They is saying they should care for themselves. Mistress Stella does most of the cooking. But when Mimsy can Mimsy loves cooking too. Mimsy likes to make Lobster bisque, Beef Wellingtons, chicken tikka masala, beef and chicken curry, mince pies, toad in the hole, welsh rabbit, steak and ale pie... Oh Mimsy loves making anything and everything Miss."

"Merlin," Eirik said softly, "If you were chosen to be prefect, then you have the qualities they desire for leadership, even if you, yourself, do not seem them. I think you make a fine prefect," he said with a smile, and gently patted his knee.

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Eirik was very pleased to see people asking very interesting questions, but even more so to see the level of respect Mimsy was receiving. He did have some questions that he wasn't certain how she would respond to though.

"Miss Mimsy, I understand that you love working for your family, and that you do, I am certain, a superb job of caring for them. What I am wondering, though...is if you think that you or your people would ever like representation in the wizarding community, such as having an ambassador to represent the needs and concerns of your race as a whole in the decision making process of the government."

Keet spoke sheepishly, "Well, your mistress did a lovely job with the embroidery. That makes sense, it sounds like you have a wonderful family, Mimsy," she glanced at Magnus, smiling. "Oh, those all sound delicious! Maybe I should not have asked, you are making me hungry, Mimsy," she laughed.

Keet thought that Eirik had asked a very thoughtful and interesting question, and waited eagerly to hear Mimsy's answer.

Merlin smiled at the sight of the sweet elf and handled her a pouch with cookies. "You can have them all, thanks so much for coming and teaching us more about your kind. I would love to hear more." She shyly accepted the cookies. "I wonder, do house elves have any free time to do any kind of personal things? Do you have family to visit? How do you become a house elf of a house?" Then Merlin realized he was asking too much. "I'm sorry I'm very curious."

Merlin blushed, no one have ever said such nice things. "You are very kind Eirik, thanks. I guess...maybe I do have something." He smiled and felt glad he met Eirik, he have noticed how kind he could be to everyone.

Merlin kept listening to the questions and answers and made notes to the things he liked most.

Mimsy looked at Eirik with a little bit of confusion. "We is happy working for wizards. We is happy serving our families. What else would we needs?"

Perhaps Keet shouldn't have said that because Mimsy disppeared for the span of a few moments and reappeared with a ham almost as big as she was and she shoved it in the girl's hands with a beaming smile and bowed. "You is wanting more?"

"I is having spare time, yes. Master Bartley lets Mimsy sit and listen to reading if Mimsy wishes. Mimsy also knits, embroiders and likes to look at pictures of the Lees. Mimsy miss Mistress Rhoswen and Master Faelon. Mimsy helped raise Mistress Rhoswen. Mimsy was very sad when Mistress Rhoswen died. I is living with my family sir." She smiled. "If Master Bartley wanted another house elf, he finds a male elf and tells Mimsy to mate. Mimsy will do as he says and new house elf is born. Master Bartley can gift house elf to others if he is wanting."

Magnus piped in, "Rhoswen Lee was me Dad's mother she passed when dad was still in school at 'Ogwarts. Faelon was his father and he passed soon after Dad finished school."

Eirik merely smiled at Merlin. He was surprised that so many of the Hogwarts students seemed to lack confidence, and he supposed it was the difference in his upbringing versus theirs. A little encouragement seemed to go a long way, and he was happy with that.

Eirik listened to what Mimsy had to say, and nodded. "Well, you are happy, and that's all that matters, right..? I would think that you had all that you wanted then."

Inwardly, he hadn't expected her to leap up and say 'yes, working conditions are terrible, we want money and paid time off, and a say in what happens to my people when new laws are made.' She had answered how he thought she would, but he wanted to ask her anyway. Poor things don't even know when they don't have any rights. They get told who to mate with and when, and they are fine with that..? He frowned. Perhaps a desire for things to change was something he should take into account when trying to campaign for more rights for species...but some things just weren't right. They weren't domestic livestock, for f's sake.

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, and continued to listen to the workshop.

Outfit Not Found Poppy waited for Magnus () and the house elf to finish speaking to the workshop attendees before she silently entered the pavilion. She caught the boy's eye as he addressed the crowd and smiled warmly. There was a cozy chair that was still free near the bulletin board. Poppy sat and listened, hoping she hadn't missed too much while she was studying.