Author's Note:
This has been stuck in my head for some time now. And I needed to get it out. So, Vuala!
And thank you to the many people who corrected my Espanol grammar slip up. You would think that after 3 years of Spanish I would finally begin to notice mistakes like that. But alas, I do not. So thank you so much to everyone for the reviews and the corrections.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. NOTHING!
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Donde Estan Mis Pantalones?
Morning. Early morning.
I can tell by the way the sun hits my beautiful gray eyes, trying to sear out my corneas.
That burns.
Now I'm gonna have to go see one of those muggle eye healers, no wait, doctors, yes, I think that that is what they call them.
One of those specialists, you know, the archeologist, no that's not it.
The cardiologist, no, not that either.
Ooh! The gynecologist. Yes! That's the one!
Aha… I'm so brilliant.
Hold on, my window had blackout blinds!
Something is definitely wrong here.
So, I work up the energy to flutter open my pretty eyelids and… just as I suspected, a window, sans blinds.
Upon seeing this, my great and powerful brain cranks into motion.
If there are no blinds on the window, then I'm not in my room, and if I'm not in my room, then…
WHERE THE BLOODY HELL AM I?
I sit bolt upright, and as I do I realize something very strange and disturbing, my ass hurts, quite a bit. As if someone had recently pounded it into a pulp.
I put that perplexing thought aside for now, as I have bigger fish to fry.
I can hear some type of Spanish music pumping faintly out of the television.
I look at the table in front of me and see around two dozen beer bottles, with their labels all in Spanish, sitting upon it.
I look to my right and see a sombrero hanging off of the headboard.
What is this madness?
I look cautiously to my left, and horrors upon horrors, there lies the nude form of my arch nemesis, the amazing (and I say this with the utmost amount of sarcasm) Boy-Who-Lived.
With one panicked movement I rip the sheet off of my own perfect body, and as I do I have only one question:
Donde estan mis pantalones?
