Nothing much to say about this chapter… It's just a small filler, in fact. It will be very short…

Disclaimer: You know I don't own LOTF, I know I don't own LOTF. Rated T for very mild swearing.

Only 5 awkward minutes of silence passed until Samneric shrugged, as if they could read each other's minds. Eric elbowed Sam in the ribs, causing Sam to inhale sharply. "Okay okay…" Sam mumbled under his breath.

Sam sighed. "R-Roger… You wouldn't happen to know what time our first class is at, would you?" he asked, as if he were expecting Roger to bite his head off.

Roger raised an eyebrow at this. "Now why would I of all people know what time your class is at? You know very well that I'm not in the same class as you twats!" he replied bitterly, adding an annoyed eye roll. "Some people…" Roger grumbled as he laid face first on his stiff bed.

There was a long moment of silence before Roger got the hint that Samneric were truly idiotic. He lifted his head momentarily to talk to dumb and dumber. "Why don't you ask that guy? He doesn't seem to be doing anything important…" He suggested, jabbing a thumb in Ralph's direction.

Samneric blinked in response. "Well… He is sleeping… "Eric whispered to Sam. "Oh well… I'd rather not walk the halls and look like a complete fool." Sam replied. Eric sighed.

Sam pushed Eric forward. "Your turn to do something…" he murmured. Eric just shook his head as he approached Ralph ever so quietly. He laid a hand on the boy's shoulder and gently shook it. "Wake up…" Eric tried, only receiving a moan in response from Ralph.

Sam just watched his twin's pathetic attempt at waking up their roommate. Since Sam wasn't one to be patient, he felt like Eric had been trying to wake Ralph up for HOURS! When in reality, it had only been one minute. "Bloody hell… RALPHIE WAKE UP YOU LAZY ARSE!" yelled Sam.

Ralph shot up, his golden hair a mess from sleeping under his blanket. "Who…" he said, his voice just barely louder than a whisper. Ralph's cold gray eyes shot from one boy to the next. (Ralph likes his sleep…) Samneric gulped. "Well… We just… Wanted to… Ask you something…" they stuttered. Ralph narrowed his eyes. "I'll only let you get away with waking me up this once… You do it again, and you're dead meat." He snapped.

Meanwhile, Roger was piecing together just who this boy is… 'Gray eyes… Blond hair… Tanned… Scars… Ralphie…' he thought to himself, wondering if it really was Ralph. There was a few ways Roger planned to check that it was really him.

"Hey Ralphie, do you like pork? 'Cuz I do… In fact, I had a pig roast the night before I left to come to this hell hole…" Roger said, slightly grinning in the process.

"There was a huge bon fire and everything." he finished. Ralph turned his head towards the semi familiar voice. It sounded like… Roger. He hadn't heard the sadistic savage speak much, but he did hear his voice twice. It was a voice that haunted his dreams. And its owner was in the same room as him. "Well, shit." Ralph hissed under his breath.

Roger grinned, noticing how Ralph grew uncomfortable. "Long time no see Ralphie." he whispered in Ralph's ear.

553 words. Told you it was just a filler… I had to update, because it was bugging me. I put this together in about 20-30 minutes, so if my grammar and spelling is no good, I'm sorry. I'll start writing the next chapter tomorrow J