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rights belong to be. I am just a random
fic author.
Maybe Pixie Sticks Need Warning Labels…
By: ~*Pretty*In*Pink*~
::I'm sitting at my computer staring into space about what I should write about for this fic when suddenly a little pixie stick catches my eye.
Me: Ooo! Yummy, a Pixie Stick! YAY! (I'm cheering way to loud for a person who just found sugar, but hey, I
was sugar deprived today, I didn't have *ANY* candy.)
::My computer starts making a weird noise and
I give it a few good hits::
Computer: Bwahahaha! I am the genie of the computer and you have
set me free by hitting that wretched thing! I will grant you one wish! My
only rule is that it involves something that has to do with writing.
Me: Cool! I wish that all the people from
Hogwarts could come to my room and I could go to Hogwarts anytime I wish. Heeheehee!!!
Genie: Ok, that is you're wish. At any time, you can go through your sock
drawer and go to Hogwarts and any Harry Potter characters can come through too.
::a strange gurgling noise is coming from my
sock drawer and out pops Dobby::
Dobby: Me like socks.
Me: Cool! Hey Dobby! You're the bestest!
Dobby: Me like socks.
::sock drawer makes noise again and out pops
Harry Potter::
Harry: Lets have a PARTAY! Yippy skippy! I will subliminally contact my friends.
::Harry lays on my bed with his feet at his
forehead chanting::
::Hermione and Ron pop out::
Harry: IT'S MR. PLUCKER!!!
Hermione: AHHHH!! Not MR. PLUCKER!
Me: Who's Mr. Plucker?
Ron: Not who, what. It's more scary than (whispers)
Voldemort. It's a SEAM RIPPER
for sewing! AHHHH!
Me: Ok, I have one right here. ::I reach up
and grab my seam ripper::
Harry: Keep it away! Not even Moldy Voldy can defeat that thing!
::Voldie comes out of my drawer::
Voldie: Did someone just call me Moldy
Voldy? I will kill them! BWAHAHAHA!
Me: Harry! Grab the seam ripper!!
Harry: En garde Moldy head! I have Mr.
Plucker on my side!
Voldie: NO! Not Mr. Plucker!!
::shrivels up and dies::
Me: I gotta get that rug dry cleaned.
Hermione: Harry saved the day again!
YAY! I love you! You're my hero!
::grabs Ron and kisses him::
Ron: I love you too, Hermione!
Hermione: Eww! I got Ron cooties! PU!
Ron: Let's get married!
Harry: What about me?
Me: Maybe you can marry Cho.
::Cho pops out of the drawer::
Cho: I love you, Ron!
Ron: Can I marry Cho and Hermione?
Me: No.
Harry: I'll marry Cho.
Cho: Ok.
::I see another Pixie Stick and I eat that
one::
Me: Aye matees! Full speed ahead! Off the plank!
::Harry Potter, Ron, Hermione, and Cho are
scared and run back to Hogwarts::
Me: Shiver me timbers. The Jolly Roger ain't
so jolly anymore.
Dobby: I like socks.