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Wolfman and The Wizards

in;

Crude Werewolf Dissing

part 3

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We were happily strumming away, practicing, when the manager came running out in a sneezing fit.

"I'm alergic to dog hair! We can't have them in my club!"Yelled out the manager, pointing many fingers at Professor Lupin, Mr.K, and Sirius.

"But they aren't dogs! They are werewolves!"Sapphira yelled out defensivly,"Or wait, never mind. Sirius is really a dog. So forget that comment."

"Hey! I am not! I am a really nice guy!"Sirius exclaimed upon taking human form with a *pop*.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to have werewolves in the moshpit!"The manager said to them all,"They will bite everyone!"

"Woah, that would be cool. It would be like a domino effect. One dude, then him, and then him.."Keryn said to them, sounding like ditz.

"And then him, and him, and him....."Fred and Ron joined in.

"Why can't I be ruler of the world? It's just not fair. I mean, I have all the great qualities a person should have."Tom said, sniffling on the manager's sholder,"I'm Slytherin decendant, I know how to get power. Everything a evil person should be! But why?"

"There there. It's okay. At least you aren't a werewolf."Said the manager patting Tom's head, while glaring to the three "dogs", who were laughing and drinking one cup of esspresso. They passed it around...

"Why can't I just be an evil ruler of the world?"Tom said crying into his shoulder.

"Just sit down, Voldemort. It will be alright."Said the manager sitting him down.

"No, I preffer to go by Tom. Did you know, that in numerology, Tom is a very femine name."Tom said, glancing at the manager.

"Ron! What are you doing with that tuba!"Lee Jordan yelled out from behind his drum set.

"Hmm?"Ron asked, looking up, his face turning as red as his hair.

"Are we ever going to practice! We are just standing around like that bunch of Mud-Bloods over there."Jordan said, pointing madly to the band they had met earlier.

"Don't be so uptight Jordan."Sapphira said rolling her eyes at Jordans wanting to practice. All he did was sing!

"All I ever wanted was to rule the world."Tom cried,"But everyone took it away from me. I should have joined the volunteer workers in Kenya when I could. To help feed the poor."

"Tom, I think your harmonica was in my tuba."Ron said holding neck chocking.

"Why?"Tom asked looking up hopefully,"Did you find my Harmonica? I've spent so many nights with that. I can't bare to loose it. I love that Harmonica"

"Then why don't you marry it."Keryn asked holding her guitar.

"Because I think I just swollowed it."Ron gagged. Everyone looked at him and gasped.

"Nooo!"Tom yelled out, furiously, running over to Ron and jumping on his back,"Give it back!"

"I can't! It's in my throat!"Ron said, now choking from Tom's grasp on his neck.

"Give it back! Give it back! I'm not letting you take Jimothy! I love him!"Tom yelled out hitting Rons back.

"Who the heck is Jimothy?"The manager asked Tom worridly.

"My harmonica!"Tom replied sadly, getting off of Ron.

"I am not even going to ask."The manager said doubtedly.

"Has anyone ever told you, that you have lovely eyes?"Tom asked, looking longingly at the manager.

"Only my ex-wife."The manager replied, as a loud howl came from behind him,"Stupid werewolves!"

"How dare you call them stupid! They are the most beautiful creatures ever! Not to mention, they have nice butts."Hermione said walking up, defending the werewolves.

"Hermione, what are you doing here?"Ron asked, looking at Hermione. Who was wearing a short navy blue dress, that was, if possible, smaller than Ginny's.

"I'm in Harry's band."She said with a giggle, tossing her hair in his face. He starts to cough madly.

"Geez Hermy, what are you putting in your hair? Perfume?"Ron said gagging from the smell of Hermione's hair.

"Of corse."She said giggling furiously.

"Um, Hermione? Are you sick or something?"Keryn asked looking to Hermione worridly.

"No, of corse not, why would I be?"She asked, in a perky and flirty tone.

"Because you sound like a screaming Hyena when you do that. And can't you leave? we are trying to have a practice here."Keryn told her.

"We WERE, but then Ron had to eat the love of my life."Tom said crying into the managers shoulder.

"Get over it Tom. We can get you a new one. How about you play acordian tonight?"Ron suggested, looking at an old acordian.

"I guess. Promise you will get me a new harmonica?"Tom asked looking at him.

"Yes!"They all yelled out to him.

"Okay. Thanks you guys."Tom said to them smilling putting his arm around the managers waist.

"Um, Ron? What are you doing with your tuba now? It looks like you are making out with it."Fred said, looking to his brother with a worried glance.

"I am leaving. You guy's are scaring me."The manager said, sounding frightened as he got away from tom's hold,"You guy's better be on by seven."

"Alright."Everyone replied as the manager walked away.

"Mr. Manager! Why are you leaving me! I thought we were together!"Tom yelled out sadly as the manager seemed to be running away.

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TaDa! The end! Until. duh da duh, the actual show time!! AHHH! scary, eh? well, tune in next time. To Spotlight on the Wolfman.(subtitle: Go Wolfie!)

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