WTFudge
By Fluff
(xXxFluffy-Pink-Socks)
Thanks to: spondgebob, Shealtiel, Winni3, DeLaReY-DeLaReY, crazylily, Cassie93, SerenityRose016, -bleh0bleh-, Sarah's Scribbles, BrazenFerlie, STRAWBERR1, Nicoley117-LadyBlueMartini, AmberEyes16, fantasygirl26, summersgirl2526, TheRedBandit, -G-O- -G-A-L-L-O-P-, dingleberryhuff, Kirah, queen5657, Lugia Smiles, TwistedHarmony, Chill-C and funsize for reviewing last chapter.
Disclaimer: This applies to the whole story because I know I'll forget to post this on every chapter. I don't own Harry Potter. All characters and places belong to J.K Rowling. All I own is the plot and Rosa, Brendan, Bambi, Larry, Mrs. Willow... ok, basically any characters you don't recognise. However, Bridget Daltrey belongs to Sarah's Scribbles, who has kindly let me use her in this story.
A/N: Woah, 299 reviews! I'm 1 away from 300! D Like I said before, reviews make me happy (I know, I'm pleased very easily), and because I have 299, I'm going to update this fanfic. Woot!
Enjoy the chapter!
- Fluff
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"Turn the channel over," I moaned, giving Brendan a shove. We'd been watching football for over half an hour and combined with the loud shouts from my parents in the alleyway, I wasn't exactly having a brilliant time.
"I actually quite like this," Sirius announced.
"HA! Two against one!" Brendan said triumphantly. He grabbed the packet of ready salted crisps from Sirius and began to shove them into his mouth at alarming speed. I gave him a look of disgust and turned back to the TV screen.
"I never have understood the fascination with football," I sighed to myself.
"Me neither but I'm actually starting to like it a lot," Sirius replied, "I'm a Man United supporter, definitely,"
Brendan glared at him, "No way! Manchester United are crap! Real Madrid all the way!"
"I have an idea, what about supporting a London team?" I suggested to no avail. Both Sirius and Brendan returned to watching the football match, their eyes glued to the screen. I sighed more heavily still and tried to think of a plan.
"OH MY GOD, DAD PUSHED MUM INTO YOUR PETUNIAS!" I shrieked suddenly, pointing out of the window.
"NOOOO!" Brendan screamed in agony. I leapt on him and tried to grab the remote. "ROSA! NEVER EVER USE MY PRIZED PETUNIAS AS A DISTRACTION METHOD!" I continued to struggle with the remote, ignoring Brendan's shouts and trying to prize his fingers from the grey remote.
"You know, if you two weren't brother and sister, that would seriously be turning me on," Sirius said aloud, sitting back against the sofa and studying the television screen with intent. We both looked at Sirius in disbelief. Brendan stopped fighting with me, ready to start yelling at Sirius, and I seized my chance and grabbed the remote.
"HAHAHAA!" I shouted, "I HAVE THE REMOTE!" I pointed it at the screen and Hollyoaks flashed onto the screen instead.
"Oh no way are we watching this," Sirius said angrily. He grabbed the remote from my hand and turned football back on.
"We're not watching this!" I shouted.
"You're out-numbered," Brendan reminded me smugly.
"Do I look like I care?" I asked, smirking. I switched the channel again and the best programme of all time came onto the screen.
"OH!!! WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA?!" The television shouted.
"SPONGEBOB SQUARE PANTS!" Brendan and I shouted back.
"OK! CHANGE THE CHANNEL!" Sirius declared loudly, trying to snatch the remote back.
A scream from the garden stopped our arguing straight away. I exchanged dark looks with Brendan, jumped to my feet and rushed over to the back door. "Bridget? What are you screaming for- OH MY GOD!" I screamed too and pulled my cousin into the safety of the house. I slammed the back door shut and yanked the curtains closed, breathing heavily. Bridget stumbled over to the sofa, before falling dramatically into Sirius' arms, horror written all over her face.
"What happened?" Sirius asked, as Bridget clutched onto his jacket, looking terrified. She didn't answer and Sirius looked at me, waiting for an explanation. I just shook my head, still breathing deeply.
"I'm going to check..." Brendan said, rolling his eyes, and he got to his feet.
"NO!" I shrieked, blocking his way.
"Tell us what happened then!"
"Mum and Dad have stopped arguing," I managed to say.
"Well, that's great," Sirius said.
"No, it's not, you see-" I began.
"THEY'RE HAVING SEX IN THE GARDEN!" Bridget wailed hysterically.
"Yeah that," I confirmed weakly.
Brendan looked like he'd been struck by lightning and he didn't seem quite able to comprehend the meaning of those words, as he was too busy twitching about on the floor. "Shouldn't we help him?" Bridget said, still shaking.
"Nahh, he always does that," I replied, shrugging.
"Err, Rosa, that isn't normal," Sirius told me.
"Oh well. If it's the foaming at the mouth that scares you, don't worry, that clears up soon enough!"
"Brendan, are you ok?" Bridget asked my brother, using a very slow voice, not very much unlike a voice one would use when talking to a terminally ill person.
"Of course he is! Right Brendan?"
"VLAAAAAA ZRRRAAAAAA!" Brendan tried to say.
"That means yes," I informed Sirius and Bridget.
"OH MY GOD! What if he's got, like, rabies or something!" Bridget said, flabbergasted.
"Don't be ridiculous. He's allergic to dogs." This comment seemed to amuse Sirius very much, as he started laughing uncontrollably. "What's so funny?" I asked, frowning.
"Oh, nothing," Sirius replied, his laughter fading away, though he still looked extremely amused with what I had said. I glared at him.
"If you're not going to help, find something else to do," I said huffily.
"You're right. I'm going to watch tv." Sirius remarked and he turned to look at the TV screen.
"WE ARE NOT WATCHING FOOTBALL!" I roared.
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Evans Loves Me Really: Hey Rosa.
Ode To Florence: Hi James. Nice MSN name.
Evans Loves Me Really: Thanks. If only Lily thought the same... -sighs-
Ode To Florence: LOL.
Baby Babyy has been added to the conversation.
Evans Loves Me Really: Welcome to the convo, Padfoot.
Baby Babyy: Your MSN name is legend!
Evans Loves Me Really: Rosa, you there??
Dislikes Threesomes: Yeah I am. Sorry.
Baby Babyy: Why did you change your MSN name? LOL.
Dislikes Threesomes: ... hot tub guy added me.
Evans Loves Me Really: HAHAA! LMAO! Now that was CLASSIC!
Founder Of Potter Haters has been added to the conversation.
Baby Babyy: I feel left out. I'm changing my MSN name too.
Founder Of Potter Haters: Hey everyone.
Evans Loves Me Really: Lily?
Founder Of Potter Haters: What Potter?
Evans Loves Me Really: Will you go out with me?
Founder Of Potter Haters: Can pigs fly?
Evans Loves Me Really: YES!
Dislikes Threesomes: No they can't, you idiot!!
Evans Loves Me Really: There is hope yet! She didn't say no out right!
Founder Of Potter Haters: I'm saying it now: NO. I won't go out with you.
Drag Queen Hearts Mary has been added to the conversation.
Evans Loves Me Really: Hey Brendan. How are you on MSN? Rosa's using your laptop.
Drag Queen Hearts Mary: I'm using Mary's.
Founders Of Potter Haters: You're at Mary's at this time? What are you doing?
Dislikes Threesomes: DON'T answer that! I don't fancy being scarred for life.
Evans Loves Me Really: I have to agree with Rosa.
Drag Queen Hearts Mary: Who's Fred Flintstone?
Dislikes Threesome: Oh my god. You're joking, Sirius, right?
Fred Flintstone: Nope! XD Because... like Fred Flintstone...
Dislikes Threesomes: I will rock your bed.
Founder Of Potter Haters: I will rock your bed.
Drag Queen Hearts Mary: I will rock your bed.
Evans Loves Me Really: Evans, will you rock my bed?
Founder Of Potter Haters has signed off.
Dislikes Threesomes: LMAO.
Fred Flintstone: How does everyone know that saying?
Evans Loves Me Really: Who doesn't know that saying!
Fred Flintstone: OK. I'm changing my name back to normal.
Dislikes Threesomes: Hot tub guy is offline, so I'm changing mine back too.
Evans Loves Me Really: ...
Baby Babyy: James. Just give it up. Evans doesn't like you.
Ode To Florence: I agree.
Evans Loves Me Really has signed off.
Drag Queen Hearts Mary: I'm going too.
Drag Queen Loves Mary has signed off.
Baby Babyy: I broke up with Bridget.
Ode To Florence: WHY?!
Baby Babyy: I don't know. I got bored.
Ode To Florence: You are unbelievable.
Ode To Florence has signed off.
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Please R&R!