Severus Snape stood in the living room of his home, staring out the window. What he was staring at, no one knows. Perhaps it was the two muskrats having a candlelit dinner on the front lawn. Whatever the reason, it was creeping Minerva McGonagall out.
"Come back to bed, Sevvy darling," she crowed, hoping to drag him away from that dratted window. Still nothing. "Damn," she said, as she got out of bed and stood at the top of the stairs. "Severus, stop that!"
"PAK CHOOIE," said Severus quietly, turing to look at her.
"Excuse me," she asked, "did you just say 'pak chooie'? I must have heard you wrong."
"I AM A PUSHER-ROBOT. I WAS HAVE BEEN CREATED AS TO BEING HELP FOR THE BEING HELP!" exclaimed Severus. "DO YOU HAVE STAIRS IN YOUR HOUSE?"
Minerva was startled. Whatever was making her grandson act so strangely? "Of course there are stairs in this house! Now stop that and come back to bed!"
"YOU ARE NOT PROTECTED FROM THE TERRIBLE SECRET OF SPACE. I AM HERE TO HELP YOU AND HUMANS."
Severus walked mechanically to the stairs. "Finally," thought Minerva, "I don't know what came over him!" Severus began to climb the stairs, walking oddly. He reached the top. "Hey!!" she shouted as he pushed her down the stairs, "What do you think you are doing?? AAAAAA!!!" There was a thud, and then silence.
"GRANDMA IS PROTECTED. GRANDMA HAS GONE DOWN THE STAIRS. WE ARE HERE TO PROTECT YOU FROM THE TERRIBLE SECRET OF SPACE," said Severus.
Suddenly, his uncle/child ran up to him and accessed the transistor gigaflop switch to the analogue Proteus nord rack 2 Quasimidi ray diode that was conveniently located on his back.
"PAK CHOOIE UNF YOU ARE FILTH PAK CH" exclaimed Severus before he was shut down.
Fin.
Do YOU have stairs in your house?
"Come back to bed, Sevvy darling," she crowed, hoping to drag him away from that dratted window. Still nothing. "Damn," she said, as she got out of bed and stood at the top of the stairs. "Severus, stop that!"
"PAK CHOOIE," said Severus quietly, turing to look at her.
"Excuse me," she asked, "did you just say 'pak chooie'? I must have heard you wrong."
"I AM A PUSHER-ROBOT. I WAS HAVE BEEN CREATED AS TO BEING HELP FOR THE BEING HELP!" exclaimed Severus. "DO YOU HAVE STAIRS IN YOUR HOUSE?"
Minerva was startled. Whatever was making her grandson act so strangely? "Of course there are stairs in this house! Now stop that and come back to bed!"
"YOU ARE NOT PROTECTED FROM THE TERRIBLE SECRET OF SPACE. I AM HERE TO HELP YOU AND HUMANS."
Severus walked mechanically to the stairs. "Finally," thought Minerva, "I don't know what came over him!" Severus began to climb the stairs, walking oddly. He reached the top. "Hey!!" she shouted as he pushed her down the stairs, "What do you think you are doing?? AAAAAA!!!" There was a thud, and then silence.
"GRANDMA IS PROTECTED. GRANDMA HAS GONE DOWN THE STAIRS. WE ARE HERE TO PROTECT YOU FROM THE TERRIBLE SECRET OF SPACE," said Severus.
Suddenly, his uncle/child ran up to him and accessed the transistor gigaflop switch to the analogue Proteus nord rack 2 Quasimidi ray diode that was conveniently located on his back.
"PAK CHOOIE UNF YOU ARE FILTH PAK CH" exclaimed Severus before he was shut down.
Fin.
Do YOU have stairs in your house?