We let Raph go, but then Leo and Raph turned and tied Donnie and I up next. Leo and Raph were smiling maniacally.
"Admit your crushes." They said in sync.
"FINE! I like Lexi!" Donnie complained. "Let me go!" They untied him. Yay.
"CONFESS!" My three brothers yelled.
"Nope!" I called.
"Bring out the-" Leo began.
"DRAGON!" Raph called. A large orange dragon appeared in the room. "I borrowed it from Jenna."
"You might need this." Donnie said, handing me a guitar and freeing my hands a little bit. That dragon looked hungry.
MIKEY:
Hey dragon,
you don't gotta do this.
Let's reevaluate our options,
throw away our old presumptions,
cause really,
you don't wanna go through this.
I'm really not that special,
the Boy Who Lived is only flesh and bone,
the truth is in the end...
I'm pretty useless without friends.
In fact I'm alone.
Just like now,
but anyhow...
I spend my time at school,
trying to be this cool guy,
I never even asked for.
I don't know any spells.
Still manage to do well.
But there's only so long that can last for.
I'm living off the glory,
of some stupid childrens story,
I had nothing to do with.
I just sat there and got lucky,
so level with me buddy.
I can't defeat thee,
so please don't eat me.
All I can do
is sing this song for you.
Lalalalala!
DRAGON:
Rarararara!
MIKEY:
Lalalalala! Lalala!
(speaking) Thats right Dragon.
(singing) You never asked to be a dragon.
I never asked to be a champion.
We both just jumped on the band wagon.
But all we need is guitar jamming.
Lalalalala!
DRAGON:
Rarararara!
MIKEY:
Lalalalala! Lalala!
(speaking) Goodnight Dragon...
I BEAT THE DRAGON!
The creature vanished in a puff of neon orange smoke and the scent of sulfur.
"You've forced my hand." Leo sighed grimly, looking down. "Raph, bring out the HOLY HAND GRENADE!" Raph brought out a small gilded bomb. The Holy Hand Grenade was truly real. And my brothers had it. "'And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, 'O LORD, bless this Thy hand grenade that with it Thou mayest blow Thine enemies to tiny bits, in Thy mercy.' And the LORD did grin and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats and large-'" Leo was cut off.
"Skip a bit!" Raph sighed.
"Fine!" Leo complained. "'And the LORD spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.'"
"Dear God." I gasped in horror. Raph picked at the pin, smirking. Then he pulled the pin.
"One!" Leo called. Oh...
"Two!" Donnie shouted. God...
"Three!" Raph cried, throwing the grenade. No!
"I LIKE CHELSEA!" I confessed. There was a flash of blue, and there was a grenade held an inch from my face. Leo held it in his hand.
"One word - plastic." He laughed. "I borrowed it from Jenna." My other two brothers and I picked up the chains. "What are you guys doing?" We began walking over to him, laughing evilly. "Let's talk about this..." Little did we know, Chelsea was outside, listening to the confessions. Leo ended up in the chair of shame, and we brought him something sinister... The Marauder's mix of liquid nitroglycerin and helium. "Whoa! I can't... What are you doing?!"
"If you don't confess..." Raph smirked. "We make you drink this whole gallon and knock on the Marauders' door just to have a conversation with Jenna, while she laughs at you."
"Confess what?"
"That you like Jenna!" Donnie grinned. Leo paled.
"I mean... She's my friend... I like her as a friend..."
"No." Chelsea waltzed out of the shadows with a tape-recorder, smirking evilly. "You lie, Lame-o-nardo." Raph laughed.
"Meet our spy." He declared. "She's been following everyone around for the last week and recording conversations between us. She's found something very interesting, Leo, that could shed some light..." Chelsea hit play.
'"I freaking love you, Jenna..."'
"So... Admit to it." I ordered. "Or we'll need the Christmas funnel." Leo refused, so we forced him to chug the liquid and rolled his chair to the Marauders' door. We untied and surrounded him, and a giggling Chelsea knocked. Jenna answered, looking half-asleep with severe bed-head.
"This had better be good." Jenna noticed us and Leo, then raised an eyebrow. "What's going on, Leo?"
"Um..." Leo's eyes widened at his high-pitched voice. "I may have refused to admit that I like you..." Jenna covered her mouth with both hands to stifle a laugh, then recomposed herself.
"Well..." Jenna began. "How about this? Answer the question, and I make everyone go to sleep."
"Deal." Leo sighed. "I guess that I kinda... Sorta... Maybe... Like you." Jenna grinned and held up her hand.
"I've been wondering if I can do this..." Jenna waved her hand. "You will all go to sleep." I suddenly felt so tired...
"We will all go to sleep." Everyone besides Leo and Jenna stated blandly. We all shuffled off to our rooms, while Leo stared at Jenna in shock. Jenna waved her hand again.
"You will go to sleep, forget about me being a Jedi... And these are not the droids you're looking for."
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