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l o u i s ([info]superbad) wrote in [info]valesco,
He had not been expecting a present at all! He would never have--Louis let her know that it was unnecessary, gawking at the bag for quite some bit as he exclaimed that she didn't have to! But it would be quite rude if he did not open the gift, yes? He could not be rude, especially after she'd made it to the celebration. Being polite was a big factor in opening the present, of course, but he would be a liar if there was not a great sense of intrigue coursing through him. Louis was more than curious to see what Penelope may have got him, what she had thought he would like, something that she'd bothered to think about.

"This is the most ridiculous quill I have ever seen," Louis let out with a great laugh, eyes scrunching in admiration of the rather peculiar design and color. Her words were just as confusing as the gift and Louis' expression showed his lack of understanding. Today was the only day? It was green enough, that was for sure. "Are you certain? I am rather fond of green. It'll be good for Irish autographs in New York, I'm sure---"

He reached for a napkin to see if the quill spouted ink as green as its plume. Louis scrawled out his name quickly, glad to see that the ink was indeed a bright emerald, but then watched in amazement as it continued to flow after the tip of the quill was pulled away.

"Louis can't conjure a hex," he read, eyebrows going high. He dared to look at Penelope, to see if she would offer up an explanation, "but at least he is good at---it's a LIMERICK!" Louis exclaimed with loud laughter, crumpling up the napkin before it could finish the line. The ink melted into a limerick! A rather dirty one by the rate it was going, and the thought that Penelope Fawcett had picked this gift out amused him so greatly that tears struck his eyes from laughing so hard.

"This is fantastic, I am absolutely taking this to New York," he said, holding up the quill to examine its tacky beauty. "How does it work? It's brilliant, you're--" Louis cut himself short as a roguish smile appeared on his face and he leaned forward to kiss Penny soundly. He'd been wanting to do that for ages; it was a proper enough thank you, yes?


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