A/N: It's all ours, dammit

A/N: um… well, we don't own Harry &co. Morgi's Dressage trainer owns the barn. I do jumping at my trainers farm… anyway I'm sure you care well read the damn thing.

Morgi: Kiss my skinny white @$$!!!

KAT: I'll snatch dat weave right out yo nasty, greasy head, girl!!!!

Morgi: Bring it on, Biyotch!!! I can take anything you can dish out!!!

KAT: I'm suddenly a peace loving, nature saving hippy girl. Let's go frolic with ponies in a field of pretty wild flowers.

Morgi: This is what happens when you mix crack and valume together folks.

KAT: I want to ride a pretty dappled pony!

Morgi: Fine Yoko Ono, let's hit the trail.

KAT: Yippy Skippy!

At the stables….

Morgi: Girl, don't touch that!!!

(crash)

KAT:What the hell was that!?!?

Morgi: I told you not to touch that 12ft. glass sculpture!!! Oh Jesus, Mary, and Joseph that thing must be expensive!!!!!

KAT: I ain't payin' for it! This ain't my barn!

Mogi: Shaddup nature girl! We have to find a way to put this stupid thin back together!

KAT: Say, what's a 12ft. glass sculpture doing in a barn?

Morgi: Dunno, it's your freakin fan fic!

KAT: your's too!

Morgi: Oh, and that reminds me!

Harry: Wassup!!!!!

KAT: We forgot the freaks. Crap.

Hermoine: It is I, the abominable British witch that may or may not have a massive crush on Ron Weasley!

Ron: And it is I, the ambigously gay Ron Weasley, who is so jealous of Harry's wealth and power that it's not even funny!

Harry: Tis me, Harry! Nuff said, folks.

KAT: Boy you trippin'!

Morgi: Your damn skippy! Would the freaks in and around the two original voices in this fic please exit.

Hermoine: (picking her nose) No thank you, Miss I-May-Be-A-Girl-But-I-Still-Got-Balls!

Morgi & KAT: You wanna come over here and say that to our face, psycho hose beast!

Hermoine: Pucker up and kiss my-

Morgi: I'd rather kick your-

Harry: ..Ass! It was the biggest donkey I'd ever seen!

Ron: Uh-huh…(drools)

KAT: Get the hell out of here! We're trying to enjoy nature with our four hooved friends here!

Harry: The asses?

KAT: No, the thoroughbreds!

Harry: What kind of donkey is that?

Morgi: The kind that's gonna stick his hoof where the sun don't shine if you don't back your scrawny butt outta here!

*POP!!!*

KAT: Let's go ride, I'm sick of this! The three stuges are gone so it's all gooooood.

THE END (?)

A/N: We hope you enjoyed our little,um…conflict? We couldn't care less if you flame us. We welcome it with open arms! We look forward to your e-mails. Based on your comments, our next fanfic could be raunchy, nasty, stupid,x rated (yeah, right), funny, dramatic, a tear jerker, or whatever! It could be about Harry Potter, Sailor Moon, DragonBallZ, or anything we damnwell feel good about! Until we meet again, Lots of Luv and keep on kissin'(ass)!