"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "What happened Padfoot?" asked a frustrated Moony, who was trying to do his homework, and knew already, that when something involved Sirius Black, it had to be stupid.
"IT'S MR. FUZZYWUZZY!!!" cried a devistated Padfoot.
"What did you do to that poor stuffed dog this time?" asked an even more frustrated Prongs, who's new 'I will get with Lily plan #1294' was being interupted.
"I think I KILLED him!" Cried Padfoot.
'How the hell do you kill a stuffed animal' was the only thought in the heads of Moony and Prongs.
"How?" asked an ever oblivious Wormtail.
"Well, first, I was angry, so I threw him out the window, and then I hit greasy kid on the head, and then, greasy head got mad at me so he ripped Mr. Fuzzywuzzy's arm off, and threw him to the giant squid, who almost ate it!!!" Replied a frantic Padfoot.
"Where is he?" asked Moony, who knew that he wouldn't get any homework done until the problem was solved.
"Right here." replied a thankful Padfoot.
"Okay, what do you need to fix him?" asked Prongs. Padfoot pulled a sewing kit out of his pocket.
"I got this off the Shopping Network, on this new fangled muggle invention called a television, and I wanna try it out." said a very proud Padfoot. "Don't kill yourself...I'm serious" said Moony.
"No, I am" replied Padfoot with a cheeky grin.
"That is so old Padfoot" sighed Prongs.
----- That Night -----
"Sirius Black, how on earth did you butcher yourself so badly?" asked a bewildered Madame Pomfrey.
"Using a sewing kit to fix Mr. Fuzzywuzzy..." he replied innocently.
"You do realise that you are a wizard, and have a wand?" replied a now exasperated Madame Pomfrey.
"...Oh." replied a certain Sirius Black.