"James?"

"James!"

"JAMES!"

"What" yelled James groggily .He had helped Moony sort out his 'furry little problem' almost the whole night and had finally come to sleep. Only to be woken up after a few minutes. He groaned, put on his glasses and saw Moony, half-covered in orange, black and yellow. And otherwise only wearing his boxers. He sighed," What happened now?" Remus looked embarrassed and said, "I walked into tomorrow's cupcakes while coming back."

"So that explains why you look like a piƱata"

"Shut up. What do I do?"

"Stand on the house table and wait for people to lick off you?"

"I doubt anyone would be willing to do that."

"You'll be surprised."

"Or I could just bake another batch of cupcakes."

"And walk into them again?"

"No. Replace the batch currently dripping off me."

"Okay"

"The only problem is, I'm just getting over-"

"What, me? Don't worry Moony, you'll always be my heart. "

"I know that, James. But you can bake, can't you? Very well too." recalled Remus from the last time he'd been to the potter's.

"I love you, but not enough to do that-just kidding! Just let me put some- Moony! I know my masculine anatomy is irresistible, but seriously?"

"No, I'm Remus. Thank you." muttered Remus before falling face first onto his bed, still covered in icing. "Moony?" called James, but Remus was fast asleep. James groaned again, and got off the bed.