Inspired from a whole lot of funny cow blinkies. . . And the fact that I always liked mooing. ^_~

Standard Disclaimer. HP blah blah isn't mine blah blah

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"Severus!" Lucius cried, bursting into the room.

Snape looked up at him, eying him suspiciously.

"The cow. . .!"

Snape slammed his books down and jumped up.

"Where?"

"The tower. . .!"

Snape ran off, ascending 12 flights of stairs and trampling 8 students, 1.5 prefects, and 2 professors in the process.

When he got to the tower, he saw. . . the cow.

But in actuality, it wasn't a cow. It was a rebel sheep, dressed as a cow.

"Moo. . ."It said.

"Moo moo," Snape said, gesturing away from the ledge of the tower, where the rebel sheep was going to jump from.

The rebel sheep jumped from the side, and flew up into the sky.

"Where. . .?" Lucius asked, coming up from behind Snape.

"The moo. . ." Snape said, shaking his head.

"But in space. . . no one can hear you moo." Lucius cried.

Snape nodded solemnly, and directed Lucius away from the tower.

When they got back to the room, the rebel sheep was sitting on Snape's desk, eating his copy of "Baywitch."

"How the. . .?!" Lucius cried, pointing.

Snape gasped. "Rebel sheep go 'moo'."

"Where. . .?!" Lucius asked. "And how?!"

"The cow jumped over the moo," Snape said, falling to his knees.

Lucius broke down sobbing, and ran out of the room.

A look of terror spread across Snape's face. He turned to where Lucius had run to, which was just outside the door.

"The moo is out there, Lucy."

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AN: o___O Yes. That was the most pointless story in the world. *cackles evilly * Moo. . .