An~ My first cliché ever! Please don't kill me! The cats forced me to write this.
Disclaimer: The Hp characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I own me and the Queen of Sheba, owns Sheba.
Escapades in Sheba
Subtitle: The Talking Putty
I sit at my computer screen trying to write a report on famous Native Americans. When all of a sudden a bunch of people fall through my screen. OMG! It's Harry Potter and his friends Ron and Hermione.
Me: What on earth are you guys doing in my room!?! You can't be here! You're fictional characters!
Hermione: (mutters) Obviously not an imaginative person.
Me: Hey I heard that!
Harry: Yeah, well anyway. We came to take you back in time to study the Indians.
Hermione: The Native American's!!! How many times do I have to tell you? We HAVE to be politically correct!!!!
Ron: Um... ok Hermione, calm down. Think nice happy thoughts.
Me: Is she safe?
Harry: Yeah, but it's time for her medication. Ok Hermione here comes the pill.
Hermione: The pill? Oh... look at the putty!
Hermione then runs up and starts to harass The Queen of Sheba (My cat).
Queen of Sheba: How DARE you touch me, you ignorant mortal!
Hermione: Talkies?
Queen of Sheba: Oh COURSE I talk! If I didn't would you be listening to my voice now?
Me: Ack! I have a talking cat! This has better be a dream!
Ron: Cool, I've never met a talking cat, they're really rare.
Queen of Sheba: I have never been so insulted in my life! How can you act like I can't understand you? Humph, and I the Queen of Sheba!
Harry: You're the Queen of Sheba?
QoS: Of course I am. An evil magician of my court turned me into a cat, and I have been here ever since.
Me: My cat's the Queen of Sheba! Kewl!!!!!!!!!
Harry: Um...
QoS: And it's been awful I assure you. That idiot male cat here. Doesn't even make a proper manservant. And that insane dog! I can't even begin to describe it.
Ron: So you've been a cat for however many years? Wouldn't they notice you missing in Sheba?
QoS: They would have if that magician hadn't put a spell over them all to forget me.
Ron: Ok.
Hermione: Evil wizard? Have no fear for Hermione is here!
QoS: Oh god, my country and my throne are doomed.
Harry: Maybe we can help? After all I've defeated evil wizards before!
QoS: You have? Well I suppose you'll have to do. Well come on. We have work to do.
Ron and Harry raise their wands to apparate us to Sheba.
Me: Wait! I have a project due tomorrow and I haven't even started it yet! We can't leave!!!!!!
But it's too late and we depart to Sheba!
~AN: Don't hurt me. The cats made me write this. And flames will be used to torch the evil wizard. mwahahaha!
Disclaimer: The Hp characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I own me and the Queen of Sheba, owns Sheba.
Escapades in Sheba
Subtitle: The Talking Putty
I sit at my computer screen trying to write a report on famous Native Americans. When all of a sudden a bunch of people fall through my screen. OMG! It's Harry Potter and his friends Ron and Hermione.
Me: What on earth are you guys doing in my room!?! You can't be here! You're fictional characters!
Hermione: (mutters) Obviously not an imaginative person.
Me: Hey I heard that!
Harry: Yeah, well anyway. We came to take you back in time to study the Indians.
Hermione: The Native American's!!! How many times do I have to tell you? We HAVE to be politically correct!!!!
Ron: Um... ok Hermione, calm down. Think nice happy thoughts.
Me: Is she safe?
Harry: Yeah, but it's time for her medication. Ok Hermione here comes the pill.
Hermione: The pill? Oh... look at the putty!
Hermione then runs up and starts to harass The Queen of Sheba (My cat).
Queen of Sheba: How DARE you touch me, you ignorant mortal!
Hermione: Talkies?
Queen of Sheba: Oh COURSE I talk! If I didn't would you be listening to my voice now?
Me: Ack! I have a talking cat! This has better be a dream!
Ron: Cool, I've never met a talking cat, they're really rare.
Queen of Sheba: I have never been so insulted in my life! How can you act like I can't understand you? Humph, and I the Queen of Sheba!
Harry: You're the Queen of Sheba?
QoS: Of course I am. An evil magician of my court turned me into a cat, and I have been here ever since.
Me: My cat's the Queen of Sheba! Kewl!!!!!!!!!
Harry: Um...
QoS: And it's been awful I assure you. That idiot male cat here. Doesn't even make a proper manservant. And that insane dog! I can't even begin to describe it.
Ron: So you've been a cat for however many years? Wouldn't they notice you missing in Sheba?
QoS: They would have if that magician hadn't put a spell over them all to forget me.
Ron: Ok.
Hermione: Evil wizard? Have no fear for Hermione is here!
QoS: Oh god, my country and my throne are doomed.
Harry: Maybe we can help? After all I've defeated evil wizards before!
QoS: You have? Well I suppose you'll have to do. Well come on. We have work to do.
Ron and Harry raise their wands to apparate us to Sheba.
Me: Wait! I have a project due tomorrow and I haven't even started it yet! We can't leave!!!!!!
But it's too late and we depart to Sheba!
~AN: Don't hurt me. The cats made me write this. And flames will be used to torch the evil wizard. mwahahaha!