A/N:
Right now, I have no idea what I'm going to write. I've just got a semi-blank screen before me, and I'm bored as hell, since I just finished with an 8-hour car trip, so I feel like typing. (Note how I said TYPING, not WRITING. I just like to type. I don't know why, I just do.) Well, enough of my rambling! On with the story!
Here
We
GO!!!!!!!
~*~Zelda Charachters Party with the Harry Potter Characters~*~
Zelda brushed out her long, blond hair, and swept it up into a sparkling crown. "You look absolutely stunning!" said Bob, as he pulled out a mask and put it on his face.
"Not as wonderful as you look in that mask!" said Zelda, as she jumped up, pushed back the mask on Bob's face and began kissing him. Bob put his arms around Zelda and started kissing her too. Just then, Impa walked in the room wearing a gray and pink unitard.
"Zelda! Bob!" she yelled.
Quickly, Zelda and Bob got up and looked at Impa.
"Hurry you guys," said Impa. "You don't want to be late for the party!" Impa ran out of the room, followed by Bob carrying Zelda, who was kissing him all the way.
~*~*~
Hermione brushed out her bushy brown hair. "Damnit! This is the third brush that got caught in my hair this week!"
"Why don't you just put that shit in it that you used for the Yule Ball?" asked Harry, who was nonchalantly playing with Hermione's old Gameboy. Ron was looking over his shoulder intently, fascinated by how the Muggles could come up with such a thing.
"Hey Harry?" asked Ron. "You said Muggle pictures couldn't move!"
"They can't," said Harry. "This is a game. See that little guy?"
"Yes," said Ron, squinting at the little man on the tiny screen.
"Well, you control the way he moves with this little button here." said Harry pointing to the control stick.
"Fascinating!" said Ron. "Gimme that." He made a grab for the Gameboy in Harry's hand, but Harry jerked it away too quickly.
"Honestly boys!" said Hermione, who was now waving her wand through her hair. "It's just a friggin Gameboy!"
"Just a Gameboy?" said Ron. "Why! This thing's amazing!" Just then, Mrs. Granger knocked on the door to Hermione's room and entered.
"You guys better be ready soon. The party's going to start without you!" She walked over to Hermione. "Do you want me to help me with your hair?" she asked.
"No," said Hermione. "I'm fine," she lied.
"Whatever," said her mom. "I'll be back in ten minutes, and you all had better be ready!"
~*~*~
Malon jumped on the back of Epona. Link was already sitting on the front. "This is going to be the most awesome party!" she said.
"Yes it will," said Link. He steered Epona in the direction of the party. "I hear that some of the Harry Potter characters are going to be there!"
"Ooh!" said Malon. "That Bill Weasley is so hot!"
"Malon!" said Link.
"Oh, Link, you're just as hot. You even have an earing!" She leant forward and kissed Link, causing him to lose control of Epona.
"Shit!" cried Link. "Let go of me, Malon. I'm trying to steer!"
"Sorry," said Malon, breaking away. Epona had gone into a full gallop, making it difficult for Link to steer.
"Damn!" he kept saying. Finally he got Epona under control and he turned around to see Malon. "Now," he said. "We're off to the party!"
~*~*~
The Weasley house was full to the brim. Every Weasley was there except Ron, who was over at Hermione's, and Penny Clearwater, Sandy Vergario, and Natalie Hill, Percy, Bill, and Charile's girlfriends, were there also.
"Should I open a bottle of wine for the adults?" asked Percy, who was holding tight to Penny's waist.
"Sure," said George. "We can all use a little something before the party."
"Now George," said Mrs. Weasley. "You know you're under the drinking age limit."
"The party doesn't have a limit," said Fred.
"But while you're under my roof, you can't drink anything!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"Oh, come Molly," said Mr. Weasley. "Let the boys have a taste of fun." Mrs. Weasley smacked her husband across the head.
"Or not..." he said, rubbing his head.
"Here, Percy," said Bill. "I'll open it." Bill opened the bottle of wine, and after all of the adults were served, he slipped Fred and George a tiny taste of it.
"Thanks Bill," said George.
"Don't mention it," said Bill.
"Aw, that's alright," said Fred.
"No REALLY. Don't mention it!" Bill motioned towards his mother who was standing quite nearby, eyeing the twins suspiciously.
"Come on now!" said Mr. Weasley. "I'll get the car. I'm sure we'll ALL be able to fit. We shan't be late!"
~*~*~
"Get on the cart!" yelled Daurina, for the fifth time. "We're going to be late for the party, and we still have to pick up Ruto and the other Zoras!"
The cart was packed and ready to go to the party. Six or so Gorons were already sitting in the back, and Daurina was stationed in the front seat with his son Link. "Come ON!" Daurina yelled again. "We're going to be late!"
"GET YOUR LITTLE ASSES OUT HERE AND ON TO THE DAMN CART!" yelled Link.
"Thanks Link," Daurina said. "I needed that."
Just then, the rest of the Gorons came out and piled onto the cart.
"Here we go!" cried Daurina.
"Woo hoo!" yelled everyone else. "PARTY!!"
They drove for a while on the cart, and soon arived at the entrance to Kakariko Villiage, where there was access to Zora's River. Daurina was supposed to pick up the Zoras right there.
"Ruto, you look beautiful!" said Celia, another Zora. "Link will love you!"
"Celia! How friggin stupid can you get? Link's MARRIED for gods' sake!"
"Really?" asked Celia, awed. "Oh! What the hell? Grab him anyway!"
Ruto smacked Celia across the head. The cart with all the Gorons on it was arriving. "Celia, go get the others, our ride's here."
"Right on, Ruto," said Celia, and she went to retrieve the other Zoras.
~*~*~
Vernon Dursley straightened his bowtie and called up the stairs to his wife. "Petunia! Hurry up, we're going to be late!"
"Oh, that's alright!" called Petunia. "We'll be fashionably late. I still have to finish my hair and makeup!"
"Damn your hair and makeup! This party's important!"
"Well, fetch Dudley, and get him in the car. I'll be right down!"
"Alright!" yelled Vernon up the stairs again, and he sauntered off into the living room where Dudley was sitting on the couch. "Dudley, come on, it's time to go!"
"Idawanna," mumbled Dudley between mouthfulls of chips. "I'm watching my show."
"Haven't you seen this episode already?" asked Vernon.
"Yeah, but not enough," replied Dudley.
Vernon went over and tried to lift up Dudley, but though Vernon was a big, strong man, Dudley weighed nearly twice as much.
Petunia walked into the living room, powerding her nose. "Vernon, get the car, I'll get Dudley."
"Sure," said Vernon, and he left the house to get the car.
"Dudley, come on, let's go," sang Petunia.
"No!" screamed Dudley. "I wanna watch my show!" He reached his fat hand into the bowl beside him to grab some chips.
"Ah, no you don't!" yelled Petunia, grabbing the bowl away from Dudley. "You're too damn fat!"
"Wha?" asked Dudley, shocked. His mother had never been like this before.
"Come on, Dudley, we're going," said Petunia, sharply. Dudley didn't budge. "Come ON, Dudley!" screamed Petunia. "Get your fat ass of the couch and into the car! We don't want to be late for the party!"
With that, Dudley got his fat ass off of the couch and into the car, without another word.
~*~*~
Disclaimer: Don't own nothin but the hair on my head!
A/N:
Is it the end? Damn right it's not! The party didn't even begin! (Hey, the story's not bad for something I just did out of the blue!) Well, please r/r, I LOVE REVIEWS! Reviews make me HAPPY! Lots of things make me happy, and Reviews are ONE of Them! Yes, I'm happy! Happy is good! You make me happy by reviewing! If you don't review, I'll be extremely pissed off, and if I am...well, you'll have to see. NO YOU DON'T! (It's not that important anyways. All it is is me typing a long nonsense story using the following words like All the Time: shit, piss, damn, ass (with prefixes and suffixes, of course), bitch, hell, friggin, and a few others. Not that I don't already. Ha Ha.) Well, to make a long story short, PLEASE REVIEW, and I will make this short story long! ha Ha. Did you get that? Pretty damn clever, aren't I? Well, BYE!
Right now, I have no idea what I'm going to write. I've just got a semi-blank screen before me, and I'm bored as hell, since I just finished with an 8-hour car trip, so I feel like typing. (Note how I said TYPING, not WRITING. I just like to type. I don't know why, I just do.) Well, enough of my rambling! On with the story!
Here
We
GO!!!!!!!
~*~Zelda Charachters Party with the Harry Potter Characters~*~
Zelda brushed out her long, blond hair, and swept it up into a sparkling crown. "You look absolutely stunning!" said Bob, as he pulled out a mask and put it on his face.
"Not as wonderful as you look in that mask!" said Zelda, as she jumped up, pushed back the mask on Bob's face and began kissing him. Bob put his arms around Zelda and started kissing her too. Just then, Impa walked in the room wearing a gray and pink unitard.
"Zelda! Bob!" she yelled.
Quickly, Zelda and Bob got up and looked at Impa.
"Hurry you guys," said Impa. "You don't want to be late for the party!" Impa ran out of the room, followed by Bob carrying Zelda, who was kissing him all the way.
~*~*~
Hermione brushed out her bushy brown hair. "Damnit! This is the third brush that got caught in my hair this week!"
"Why don't you just put that shit in it that you used for the Yule Ball?" asked Harry, who was nonchalantly playing with Hermione's old Gameboy. Ron was looking over his shoulder intently, fascinated by how the Muggles could come up with such a thing.
"Hey Harry?" asked Ron. "You said Muggle pictures couldn't move!"
"They can't," said Harry. "This is a game. See that little guy?"
"Yes," said Ron, squinting at the little man on the tiny screen.
"Well, you control the way he moves with this little button here." said Harry pointing to the control stick.
"Fascinating!" said Ron. "Gimme that." He made a grab for the Gameboy in Harry's hand, but Harry jerked it away too quickly.
"Honestly boys!" said Hermione, who was now waving her wand through her hair. "It's just a friggin Gameboy!"
"Just a Gameboy?" said Ron. "Why! This thing's amazing!" Just then, Mrs. Granger knocked on the door to Hermione's room and entered.
"You guys better be ready soon. The party's going to start without you!" She walked over to Hermione. "Do you want me to help me with your hair?" she asked.
"No," said Hermione. "I'm fine," she lied.
"Whatever," said her mom. "I'll be back in ten minutes, and you all had better be ready!"
~*~*~
Malon jumped on the back of Epona. Link was already sitting on the front. "This is going to be the most awesome party!" she said.
"Yes it will," said Link. He steered Epona in the direction of the party. "I hear that some of the Harry Potter characters are going to be there!"
"Ooh!" said Malon. "That Bill Weasley is so hot!"
"Malon!" said Link.
"Oh, Link, you're just as hot. You even have an earing!" She leant forward and kissed Link, causing him to lose control of Epona.
"Shit!" cried Link. "Let go of me, Malon. I'm trying to steer!"
"Sorry," said Malon, breaking away. Epona had gone into a full gallop, making it difficult for Link to steer.
"Damn!" he kept saying. Finally he got Epona under control and he turned around to see Malon. "Now," he said. "We're off to the party!"
~*~*~
The Weasley house was full to the brim. Every Weasley was there except Ron, who was over at Hermione's, and Penny Clearwater, Sandy Vergario, and Natalie Hill, Percy, Bill, and Charile's girlfriends, were there also.
"Should I open a bottle of wine for the adults?" asked Percy, who was holding tight to Penny's waist.
"Sure," said George. "We can all use a little something before the party."
"Now George," said Mrs. Weasley. "You know you're under the drinking age limit."
"The party doesn't have a limit," said Fred.
"But while you're under my roof, you can't drink anything!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"Oh, come Molly," said Mr. Weasley. "Let the boys have a taste of fun." Mrs. Weasley smacked her husband across the head.
"Or not..." he said, rubbing his head.
"Here, Percy," said Bill. "I'll open it." Bill opened the bottle of wine, and after all of the adults were served, he slipped Fred and George a tiny taste of it.
"Thanks Bill," said George.
"Don't mention it," said Bill.
"Aw, that's alright," said Fred.
"No REALLY. Don't mention it!" Bill motioned towards his mother who was standing quite nearby, eyeing the twins suspiciously.
"Come on now!" said Mr. Weasley. "I'll get the car. I'm sure we'll ALL be able to fit. We shan't be late!"
~*~*~
"Get on the cart!" yelled Daurina, for the fifth time. "We're going to be late for the party, and we still have to pick up Ruto and the other Zoras!"
The cart was packed and ready to go to the party. Six or so Gorons were already sitting in the back, and Daurina was stationed in the front seat with his son Link. "Come ON!" Daurina yelled again. "We're going to be late!"
"GET YOUR LITTLE ASSES OUT HERE AND ON TO THE DAMN CART!" yelled Link.
"Thanks Link," Daurina said. "I needed that."
Just then, the rest of the Gorons came out and piled onto the cart.
"Here we go!" cried Daurina.
"Woo hoo!" yelled everyone else. "PARTY!!"
They drove for a while on the cart, and soon arived at the entrance to Kakariko Villiage, where there was access to Zora's River. Daurina was supposed to pick up the Zoras right there.
"Ruto, you look beautiful!" said Celia, another Zora. "Link will love you!"
"Celia! How friggin stupid can you get? Link's MARRIED for gods' sake!"
"Really?" asked Celia, awed. "Oh! What the hell? Grab him anyway!"
Ruto smacked Celia across the head. The cart with all the Gorons on it was arriving. "Celia, go get the others, our ride's here."
"Right on, Ruto," said Celia, and she went to retrieve the other Zoras.
~*~*~
Vernon Dursley straightened his bowtie and called up the stairs to his wife. "Petunia! Hurry up, we're going to be late!"
"Oh, that's alright!" called Petunia. "We'll be fashionably late. I still have to finish my hair and makeup!"
"Damn your hair and makeup! This party's important!"
"Well, fetch Dudley, and get him in the car. I'll be right down!"
"Alright!" yelled Vernon up the stairs again, and he sauntered off into the living room where Dudley was sitting on the couch. "Dudley, come on, it's time to go!"
"Idawanna," mumbled Dudley between mouthfulls of chips. "I'm watching my show."
"Haven't you seen this episode already?" asked Vernon.
"Yeah, but not enough," replied Dudley.
Vernon went over and tried to lift up Dudley, but though Vernon was a big, strong man, Dudley weighed nearly twice as much.
Petunia walked into the living room, powerding her nose. "Vernon, get the car, I'll get Dudley."
"Sure," said Vernon, and he left the house to get the car.
"Dudley, come on, let's go," sang Petunia.
"No!" screamed Dudley. "I wanna watch my show!" He reached his fat hand into the bowl beside him to grab some chips.
"Ah, no you don't!" yelled Petunia, grabbing the bowl away from Dudley. "You're too damn fat!"
"Wha?" asked Dudley, shocked. His mother had never been like this before.
"Come on, Dudley, we're going," said Petunia, sharply. Dudley didn't budge. "Come ON, Dudley!" screamed Petunia. "Get your fat ass of the couch and into the car! We don't want to be late for the party!"
With that, Dudley got his fat ass off of the couch and into the car, without another word.
~*~*~
Disclaimer: Don't own nothin but the hair on my head!
A/N:
Is it the end? Damn right it's not! The party didn't even begin! (Hey, the story's not bad for something I just did out of the blue!) Well, please r/r, I LOVE REVIEWS! Reviews make me HAPPY! Lots of things make me happy, and Reviews are ONE of Them! Yes, I'm happy! Happy is good! You make me happy by reviewing! If you don't review, I'll be extremely pissed off, and if I am...well, you'll have to see. NO YOU DON'T! (It's not that important anyways. All it is is me typing a long nonsense story using the following words like All the Time: shit, piss, damn, ass (with prefixes and suffixes, of course), bitch, hell, friggin, and a few others. Not that I don't already. Ha Ha.) Well, to make a long story short, PLEASE REVIEW, and I will make this short story long! ha Ha. Did you get that? Pretty damn clever, aren't I? Well, BYE!