Okay, so this just popped into my head. It's a little thingy in which Sirius is confused, Peter is a death trap, Remus gets angry and James gets abused by everybody.

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"Guys! Guys, come look what I found!" Sirius Black exclaimed happily. In his hand was a strange contraption, yellow and odd. The Marauders had been in the room of requirement all day so far (thank god for the Christmas Holidays), looking for useful things for their pranks. So far they had found nothing worthwhile.

James was the first to arrive where Sirius was. He quickly snatched the thing out of Sirius' hands to inspect it for himself. Sirius glared at James.

"Give it back Prongs!" he growled.

"Wait! I'm just looking." James rolled his eyes. Sirius immediatly socked his friend in the arm and stole the item back.

"OW! Hey! That hurt!" James moaned pathetically, whilst rubbing the spot that Sirius punched. Sirius grinned, smugly.

"Serves you right!" he said haughtily. Just at that moment Peter arrived. Almost immediatly he tripped over his own two feet and into James, who was pushed to the floor. Peter had fallen on top of him and James felt the air leave his lungs.

"W...Wormy, geroff! You're crushing my..my spleen!" he wheezed.

Peter, glowing scarlet red, quickly moved to get off his best friend (and idol) but slipped again landing elbow first into James' 'special area'.

James' eyes almost bulged out of their sockets and he threw Peter off of him and put his hands on his crotch almost crying in pain.

Sirius on the other hand was almost crying of laughter. He was laughing so hard, his normaly pale face was flushed with excitment. He put the thingy between his knees and clapped his hands together repeatedly, almost wetting himself laughing at James' poor luck.

Peter, was red as a tomato and sorry for James. "I-I-I'm sooooooo sorry!" he sqealed again and again.

That was how Remus found them, James, rolling on the floor, cupping his genitals, Peter apologising repeatedly and Sirius doubling over, wiping tears of laughter off his face. Remus shook his head, wondering how his three best friends were such idiots.

"So what did you find Padfoot?" James asked. Sirius grinned proudly and held up his treasure. Remus sighed. They weren't just idiots; they were imbeciled.

"Sirius thats...a rubber duck." he bit out, trying to stay calm. The full moon was in a few days and his temper was easily flared. The other boys, if anything looked more confused.

"A what?" James asked.

"A. Rubber. Duck. It's a muggle toy type thing." Remus said, bored.

"Why?" Sirius asked.

"Because they use them in baths." Remus replied.

"Why?" Sirius asked again.

"Because they do." Remus sighed.

"Why?" Sirius asked.

"Because, that's why!" Remus yelled, annoyed.

"...WHY?!" Sirius yelled back at him. James and Peter watched amused. Remus said nothing, but walked away angrily muttering about stupid dogs.

"What's it for?" Sirius whispered to himself. James wondered for a moment. Then in a lightbulb moment, clicked his finger.

"You should ask Arthur Weasley! He's fascinated by muggle stuff. If anybody knows, it'll be him!" James shouted, excitedly.

"Prongs, you're a genius!" Sirius exclaimed. So the group of boys- minus Remus who had retreated to the library- went on a search for Arthur Weasley. Finally they spotted the ginger teenager.

"ARTHUR!" they yelled, running towards the poor boy.

Sirius thrust the rubber duck into Arthur's face. "Arthur, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"

So yeah, review and tell me what you think. Should I do more Marauder one shots? Let me know!

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