Disclaimers at bottom, yeah.
Oh, and this is slash, run away now if you are a close minded person.
That's your warning, so if you flame me I'll send a wolf over to you on the
full moon.
Remus: *Jokingly* Grrr ^_^
Sirius: Uh, very scary *Coughs*Not*Coughs*
Remy: Oh, shush you! ;P
*Ahem*, are you done? Can I get on with this fic?
S/R: Yes ma'am!
*Grumbles* Men.
This is just meant to be a bit of fun, so it isn't that wonderful!
There is a ring in my pie!! A.K.A: I can't remember the name of the fairy tale that Iam ripping this off from! By Scap
Once upon a time, in a land completely made up, there lived a Prince call Sirius.
Prince Sirius was really handsome and looked very sexy in tight clothing, like leather (A/N: *drool*)
He had long black hair that went all the way down his back to the middle bit of his bum (a very nice bum it was, and every one thought it was a shame that it was partly covered up by his lovely hair). His eyes were the colour of the blue waters that his tower/bedroom window looked out on to. His skin was the perfect balance between tanned and pale. This fine example of a prince was tall and strong with a finely toned body (A/N: *drooldrooldrooldrooldrool*)
This God like body combined with his charm, wit, intelligence and heart- melting smile made him one of the most desired men in the kingdom.
Remy: Scap, you have some owl post. What about? R: Siri's ego. It's too big! Uh ^_^;;
One day his mother, the Queen Venus, fell ill with a fatal disease call Slashaphobea (she had just found out that her only son was gay!) and there was no hope for her! Doctors tried to save her by reading her many Het fics, but unfortunately they had chosen a really bad writer who had the stupidest couplings and so they chopped off the writers hea,,,um no, that's not nice. They chopped off the writers hair!!
(A/N: Iam not describing any one in this bit, I do like a bit of Het so Iam not dissing it either if that's what you think I might be implying)
The day turned to weeks and the weeks turned to moths (Remy: Moths? Have can weeks turn into moths? Me: Metamorphosis! ^_^ R: Uh, right) but still the poor Queenie was ill. Soon she would die.
The kingdom sad, the King was sad but most of all, Sirius was sad. He blamed him self and locked the door to his tower/bedroom and didn't eat for months on end. (Siri: Are you I didn't eat for moths on end?)
When some one tried to talk to him from the other side of the door the only answer they got was a muffled 'Leave me alone'
The King tried everything to get his only son to leave his tower/bedroom, presents, sexy girls (then he remembered that his son was gay), sexy boys, weapons, the lot! But nothing happened and the prince refused to leave.
One day the King was called to his beloved wife's side to discuss her passing away.
"Yes my love? You called for me?" The King asked his wife, clasping her hand to his chest.
"My darling husband, for so long you have been faithful to me when all around there has been temptation" At this the King looked guilty and nervous whilst several hand maidens tried to look innocent. "And for this Iam thankful"
The King smiled at his wife "Is that all you wanted to say to me my love?"
"No"
"Ok"
"Well"
"Go on"
"WhenIdieIwantyoutomarrysomeonewhoismorebeautifultheIam"
"Pardon?"
"*Sigh* When I die I want you to marry someone who is more beautiful then Iam!"
"But, but, my love!! There is no one all the Kingdoms who could match your splendour! Let along better it!"
The Queen smiled at this then all of a sudden started to cough violently, her body shaking with each one. At that moment Sirius burst though the doors to the room and ran up to his mother and shouted
(S: *Gasps in anticipation * Finally! I get to be in this fic instead of just being talked about!)
"Oh Mother! Please forgive me! You illness has been my entire fault! I cannot live out the rest of my life with your untimely death hanging over me!!"
The Queen beckoned he son to come closer, closer, closer still, I SAID CLOSER DAMNIT!!!
"My son, I love you with all my heart no matter what, so don't ask me for forgiveness when none is needed"
Tears filled the three Royals eyes as they embraced each other, but only to find that when they pulled away the beloved Queen was dead!
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
The Kings angst filled howl could be heard in the neighbouring Kingdom.
~#~#~#~#~#~ *~Three Months Later~*
The King sighed loudly as he sat slumped in his throne. His Queen had past on three months earlier leaving him one last message, he must Wed someone more beautiful then her self, a task that was proving to be impossible. 'Maybe this is some kind of cruel last joke, making me search until my own death for someone more perfect then my beloved Venus' The King sighed again and slumped even more. 'Well, at least Sirius is spending *some* time out and about instead of locking him self away from the outside world, even if it's only so he can aid me in my search' The King sighed even louder and slumped so low that he fell of the throne and knocked him self-unconscious.
"Father?"
'Whose voice is that?'
"Father? Speak to me!"
The King slowly opened his eyes to be greeted by a vision of beauty. The sun cast a halo around the person's head, black hair shining golden in the light, eyes glowing like an angel, red lips perfect for kissing. (S: Scap? Is the person behind me? Me: Umm, no S: Is my dad seeing things? Me: Nope, that's not it S: Oh. My. [BEEEEEPPP] Me: Heh ^_^;; )
The King soon came to his senses (S: *Sighs in relief*) totally in love with his own son (S: Whhaaaaaaat??!!) and started to make secret plans for his engagement to Sirius.
TBC
Siri: You evil, evil girl!!
Don't blame me!!
Remy: You are the one who wrote this!
Siri: Yeah!
Yes, I wrote *this* but Iam basing it on a fairy tale in a book from my youth!
Remy: You are a youth!
Nooooo, Iam a teenager.
Siri: Iam going to marry my dad!! What kinda messed up fairy tale has a dad marrying his own son!
None of them! ^_^
S/R: But,,,, ?
But there is one that has a dad wanting to marry his daughter. Siri: Soo, what's going to happen to me?
It depends on how many reviews I get!
S/R: REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't own anything!
*Ahem*, are you done? Can I get on with this fic?
S/R: Yes ma'am!
*Grumbles* Men.
This is just meant to be a bit of fun, so it isn't that wonderful!
There is a ring in my pie!! A.K.A: I can't remember the name of the fairy tale that Iam ripping this off from! By Scap
Once upon a time, in a land completely made up, there lived a Prince call Sirius.
Prince Sirius was really handsome and looked very sexy in tight clothing, like leather (A/N: *drool*)
He had long black hair that went all the way down his back to the middle bit of his bum (a very nice bum it was, and every one thought it was a shame that it was partly covered up by his lovely hair). His eyes were the colour of the blue waters that his tower/bedroom window looked out on to. His skin was the perfect balance between tanned and pale. This fine example of a prince was tall and strong with a finely toned body (A/N: *drooldrooldrooldrooldrool*)
This God like body combined with his charm, wit, intelligence and heart- melting smile made him one of the most desired men in the kingdom.
Remy: Scap, you have some owl post. What about? R: Siri's ego. It's too big! Uh ^_^;;
One day his mother, the Queen Venus, fell ill with a fatal disease call Slashaphobea (she had just found out that her only son was gay!) and there was no hope for her! Doctors tried to save her by reading her many Het fics, but unfortunately they had chosen a really bad writer who had the stupidest couplings and so they chopped off the writers hea,,,um no, that's not nice. They chopped off the writers hair!!
(A/N: Iam not describing any one in this bit, I do like a bit of Het so Iam not dissing it either if that's what you think I might be implying)
The day turned to weeks and the weeks turned to moths (Remy: Moths? Have can weeks turn into moths? Me: Metamorphosis! ^_^ R: Uh, right) but still the poor Queenie was ill. Soon she would die.
The kingdom sad, the King was sad but most of all, Sirius was sad. He blamed him self and locked the door to his tower/bedroom and didn't eat for months on end. (Siri: Are you I didn't eat for moths on end?)
When some one tried to talk to him from the other side of the door the only answer they got was a muffled 'Leave me alone'
The King tried everything to get his only son to leave his tower/bedroom, presents, sexy girls (then he remembered that his son was gay), sexy boys, weapons, the lot! But nothing happened and the prince refused to leave.
One day the King was called to his beloved wife's side to discuss her passing away.
"Yes my love? You called for me?" The King asked his wife, clasping her hand to his chest.
"My darling husband, for so long you have been faithful to me when all around there has been temptation" At this the King looked guilty and nervous whilst several hand maidens tried to look innocent. "And for this Iam thankful"
The King smiled at his wife "Is that all you wanted to say to me my love?"
"No"
"Ok"
"Well"
"Go on"
"WhenIdieIwantyoutomarrysomeonewhoismorebeautifultheIam"
"Pardon?"
"*Sigh* When I die I want you to marry someone who is more beautiful then Iam!"
"But, but, my love!! There is no one all the Kingdoms who could match your splendour! Let along better it!"
The Queen smiled at this then all of a sudden started to cough violently, her body shaking with each one. At that moment Sirius burst though the doors to the room and ran up to his mother and shouted
(S: *Gasps in anticipation * Finally! I get to be in this fic instead of just being talked about!)
"Oh Mother! Please forgive me! You illness has been my entire fault! I cannot live out the rest of my life with your untimely death hanging over me!!"
The Queen beckoned he son to come closer, closer, closer still, I SAID CLOSER DAMNIT!!!
"My son, I love you with all my heart no matter what, so don't ask me for forgiveness when none is needed"
Tears filled the three Royals eyes as they embraced each other, but only to find that when they pulled away the beloved Queen was dead!
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
The Kings angst filled howl could be heard in the neighbouring Kingdom.
~#~#~#~#~#~ *~Three Months Later~*
The King sighed loudly as he sat slumped in his throne. His Queen had past on three months earlier leaving him one last message, he must Wed someone more beautiful then her self, a task that was proving to be impossible. 'Maybe this is some kind of cruel last joke, making me search until my own death for someone more perfect then my beloved Venus' The King sighed again and slumped even more. 'Well, at least Sirius is spending *some* time out and about instead of locking him self away from the outside world, even if it's only so he can aid me in my search' The King sighed even louder and slumped so low that he fell of the throne and knocked him self-unconscious.
"Father?"
'Whose voice is that?'
"Father? Speak to me!"
The King slowly opened his eyes to be greeted by a vision of beauty. The sun cast a halo around the person's head, black hair shining golden in the light, eyes glowing like an angel, red lips perfect for kissing. (S: Scap? Is the person behind me? Me: Umm, no S: Is my dad seeing things? Me: Nope, that's not it S: Oh. My. [BEEEEEPPP] Me: Heh ^_^;; )
The King soon came to his senses (S: *Sighs in relief*) totally in love with his own son (S: Whhaaaaaaat??!!) and started to make secret plans for his engagement to Sirius.
TBC
Siri: You evil, evil girl!!
Don't blame me!!
Remy: You are the one who wrote this!
Siri: Yeah!
Yes, I wrote *this* but Iam basing it on a fairy tale in a book from my youth!
Remy: You are a youth!
Nooooo, Iam a teenager.
Siri: Iam going to marry my dad!! What kinda messed up fairy tale has a dad marrying his own son!
None of them! ^_^
S/R: But,,,, ?
But there is one that has a dad wanting to marry his daughter. Siri: Soo, what's going to happen to me?
It depends on how many reviews I get!
S/R: REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't own anything!