a/n: Hello everyone! This is yet another short Bad fanfiction for our Harry Potter MST story posted here to bring a grin to your face. It is supposed to be bad...so please donÕt think we are totally looser/freaks...yeah! Anywayz this was mostly written by Loodoo...I believe during math class (what doe you expect us to learn in math? Cosine? Unit Citcles? Sure....). So please R/R Flames always welcome...but be gentle. Also, if you want to understand where the whole cow thing came from go to the following link: http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/loth/m/o/mooree/flaming_cow_of_death_and_fakes.jpg.html
thanks!
Pickle Moo
Hermione had a secret. She liked to dance with cows. Every morning before breakfast she went to the pastures outside and met her fellow cows. There were many cows and they told her their names. There was Pie, Grass, Sky, Beard, and Cow. HermioneÕs favorite cow was Cow because she was cool. One day there was a big fire in the forbidden forest. When Hermione came to the pastures, alot of stuff was burning. Cow was sitting under a tree.
ÒHi Cow.Ó Hermione mooed
ÒMoo, merk maah, moo-mooÓ Cow replied.
In cow talk, that meant: ÒHey, howÕs it going?Ó
Cow didnÕt know the tree was burning above her.
ÒYou have to get out of here!Ó Hermione started to moo, but a branch from the burning bush...err tree and fell next to Cow. Cow caught on fire and smelt like pickles. Now she was the Flaming Cow of Death! Bwhahaha! Hermione began to get scared and ran away. She ran inside Hogwarts and into Sirius Black.
ÒMoo mish mict moo!Ó Hermione said/mooed
ÒWhat?Ó Sirius asked.
ÒSorry, still was in cow language,Ó said Hermione
ÒMy friend the Flaming Cow of Death is coming and she smells of pickles!Ó she continued.
ÒOh no! Not pickles! Everyone will die!Ó exclaimed Sirius
And so everyone died with toast.
The yeah end.
PS: GORK
thanks!
Pickle Moo
Hermione had a secret. She liked to dance with cows. Every morning before breakfast she went to the pastures outside and met her fellow cows. There were many cows and they told her their names. There was Pie, Grass, Sky, Beard, and Cow. HermioneÕs favorite cow was Cow because she was cool. One day there was a big fire in the forbidden forest. When Hermione came to the pastures, alot of stuff was burning. Cow was sitting under a tree.
ÒHi Cow.Ó Hermione mooed
ÒMoo, merk maah, moo-mooÓ Cow replied.
In cow talk, that meant: ÒHey, howÕs it going?Ó
Cow didnÕt know the tree was burning above her.
ÒYou have to get out of here!Ó Hermione started to moo, but a branch from the burning bush...err tree and fell next to Cow. Cow caught on fire and smelt like pickles. Now she was the Flaming Cow of Death! Bwhahaha! Hermione began to get scared and ran away. She ran inside Hogwarts and into Sirius Black.
ÒMoo mish mict moo!Ó Hermione said/mooed
ÒWhat?Ó Sirius asked.
ÒSorry, still was in cow language,Ó said Hermione
ÒMy friend the Flaming Cow of Death is coming and she smells of pickles!Ó she continued.
ÒOh no! Not pickles! Everyone will die!Ó exclaimed Sirius
And so everyone died with toast.
The yeah end.
PS: GORK