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Every now and then some bureaucratic paper-pusher will complain loudly about Newt’s case and the legality of his permits. This results in a little peanut gallery of aurors as they watch Percival with his ‘heard-you-were-talking-shit-about-my-boy’ face on proceed to school the little busybody. He knows each and every clause he took advantage of to get the permits. If they’re stubborn enough he’ll schedule compulsory seminars on the relevant bills because the P in P. Graves may as well stand for ‘petty’.
On that note, god help your soul if you disrupt one of Newt’s creature care workshops.
Percival made it his goal to learn everything he could about the creatures in the case, their schedules and needs - not because he didn’t trust Newt, but he’s serious about making this a partnership. The first time Newt asks about it he blushes a little, “Well, they have their mum, but I was hoping there might be room for a father figure.” (Newt launches himself at the man like an amorous octopus)
Percival is far more strict than Newt about the children seeing their ‘adult’ activities and will stop everything if one of the younglings is watching. “It’s natural Percy, don’t be silly”, “He’s barely into adolescence Newt! - come on pumpkin, back to your nest now.”
He actually keeps pictures of them in his office now and little ones in his wallet. When the aurors once convinced him to go for drinks with them after a case they mentioned the creatures and out came the wallet, Graves gushing like a proud papa.
“A- a nundu, really?” “That’s Delilah - her poison sacks were damaged and she has trouble with her back right leg but we’ve been doing an obstacle course together in the mornings and she’s tough as can be. Actually, it’s her birthday tomorrow so we’re putting in a waterhole and a new tree.”
It’s fairly routine that some of the smaller creatures follow him to work from time to time, and since Newt started using New York as his home base the number of minor creature-related incidents in MACUSA rises sharply. It helps to break up the day. They’re almost used to Niff causing various levels of chaos (half the auror department are fully in love with the little thing after he stole the tie pin and glasses from the head of finance). They’ve all had ‘niffler-catching’ training - it’s become a bit of a competition with everyone trying to improve their times.
But there are still people who firmly resist moves toward accepting creatures. There was an incident when an intern, some son of a senator, which pushed Percival to the limit. Ignoring all their training, he caught the niffler harshly by his tail and proceeded to shake the poor thing by the scruff, complaining loudly about pest control. When Percival saw Niff actually looking frightened he saw red. He tucked his little pal gently into his coat before grabbing the intern by the neck and slamming him against the wall. “You can’t do a thing to me.” “Oh yeah? Well you just violated MACUSA policy and pissed me off so you’re leaving here on your ass and you’re very lucky I’m being so generous.” “All this over some-” “Go near Niff or any other creature again and I’ll break your jaw, understood?”
Niff recovered quickly but took full advantage of the pampering his papa gave him and stuck close to his side. When Newt was brought in for punching the senator’s son in the face Percival snorted and offered him a cup of tea.
Some of the aurors come across Percival and Newt in the training hall doing exercises with the swooping evil and the nundu. “They’re fucking terrifying aren’t they?”
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Every now and then some bureaucratic paper-pusher will complain loudly about Newt’s case and the legality of his permits. This results in a little peanut gallery of aurors as they watch Percival with his ‘heard-you-were-talking-shit-about-my-boy’ face on proceed to school the little busybody. He knows each and every clause he took advantage of to get the permits. If they’re stubborn enough he’ll schedule compulsory seminars on the relevant bills because the P in P. Graves may as well stand for ‘petty’.
On that note, god help your soul if you disrupt one of Newt’s creature care workshops.
Percival made it his goal to learn everything he could about the creatures in the case, their schedules and needs - not because he didn’t trust Newt, but he’s serious about making this a partnership. The first time Newt asks about it he blushes a little, “Well, they have their mum, but I was hoping there might be room for a father figure.” (Newt launches himself at the man like an amorous octopus)
Percival is far more strict than Newt about the children seeing their ‘adult’ activities and will stop everything if one of the younglings is watching. “It’s natural Percy, don’t be silly”, “He’s barely into adolescence Newt! - come on pumpkin, back to your nest now.”
He actually keeps pictures of them in his office now and little ones in his wallet. When the aurors once convinced him to go for drinks with them after a case they mentioned the creatures and out came the wallet, Graves gushing like a proud papa.
“A- a nundu, really?” “That’s Delilah - her poison sacks were damaged and she has trouble with her back right leg but we’ve been doing an obstacle course together in the mornings and she’s tough as can be. Actually, it’s her birthday tomorrow so we’re putting in a waterhole and a new tree.”
It’s fairly routine that some of the smaller creatures follow him to work from time to time, and since Newt started using New York as his home base the number of minor creature-related incidents in MACUSA rises sharply. It helps to break up the day. They’re almost used to Niff causing various levels of chaos (half the auror department are fully in love with the little thing after he stole the tie pin and glasses from the head of finance). They’ve all had ‘niffler-catching’ training - it’s become a bit of a competition with everyone trying to improve their times.
But there are still people who firmly resist moves toward accepting creatures. There was an incident when an intern, some son of a senator, which pushed Percival to the limit. Ignoring all their training, he caught the niffler harshly by his tail and proceeded to shake the poor thing by the scruff, complaining loudly about pest control. When Percival saw Niff actually looking frightened he saw red. He tucked his little pal gently into his coat before grabbing the intern by the neck and slamming him against the wall. “You can’t do a thing to me.” “Oh yeah? Well you just violated MACUSA policy and pissed me off so you’re leaving here on your ass and you’re very lucky I’m being so generous.” “All this over some-” “Go near Niff or any other creature again and I’ll break your jaw, understood?”
Niff recovered quickly but took full advantage of the pampering his papa gave him and stuck close to his side. When Newt was brought in for punching the senator’s son in the face Percival snorted and offered him a cup of tea.
Some of the aurors come across Percival and Newt in the training hall doing exercises with the swooping evil and the nundu. “They’re fucking terrifying aren’t they?”
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