AN: Sry Sry sorry again!!! IDK I've been er..busy(lazy) sry! but skool ish
good (0.o) cuz I went to da movies wid mai frens (an casey was there ;)
eheh) an den to da dance weeheee guess hu I danced wid
Disclaimer: I don't own anything *sobs*
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Trunks snickered and whispered to Goten, "Look at that big blob in my dad's hair."
They both glanced at Vegeta's hair, paused, and fell over laughing on the floor.
"I don't know what you brats find so funny," Vegeta shot them a suspicious glance.
"It's.. nothing," Trunks said in between gasps.
"I guess we should be getting to sleep," Bulma picked up Trunks and placed him on one of the armchairs near the fire.
Everyone else settled into his or her own armchairs save Goku and Vegeta who were silently quarreling over one in the background. They all slowly fell asleep listening to the soft roaring of the fire.
Trunks suddenly sat up, "Hey Goten, you awake?"
When he heard no reply from Goten, Trunks got up and walked over to the sleeping Goten.
"GOTEN WAKE UP," Trunks whispered as loudly as he could without the risk of waking anyone up. He sat and thought for a while and got an idea. "FOOD."
"Food? Huh? FOOD?! Where?" Goten's eyes shot open.
"Hah gotcha. Now lets go exploring! This place is huge!"
"Okay!" Goten replied happily.
They opened up the portrait of the Fat Lady and shut it quietly behind them.
"Hmm where do we go now?"
"I dunno how's about we just go down from here."
"Whatever you say Trunks."
They floated down the corridor slowly.
"Oof," Goten had bumped into something.
"Bloody 'ell!"
The chibis realized they had just bumped into the two boys they saw in front of the painting of the fruit bowl earlier.
"Hey I know you!"
"Oh really?" one of them answered.
"Ya, we saw you in front of the painting today!" Goten replied. "I'm Goten and this is Trunks."
"Names Fred oh and this is George.. mind tellin us what you're doing sneaking around the castle at night?"
"Uh.. well we just wanted to look around, wait, why are you here?"
Fred grinned, "We're off to set a dungbomb in Snape's office."
"Sounds fun," Trunks and Goten said.
"Great you can come with us."
"Who's Snape anyway?"
"Nasty, greasy haired Potions teacher," George explained as they all walked down the corridor.
"Oh okay."
"I don't suppose you're from around here."
"Nope, me and Trunks just got here today."
"Oh so you were the strange muggles in the Great Hall today?"
"Er.. I guess so."
"Well we better hurry up there's bound to be someone patrolling the halls."
"No problem," Trunks and Goten flew down the hall at an impossible speed.
"Hey wait up! Not that fast!" Fred and George were panting to keep up.
"What, you can't fly?"
"Fly? What are you talking about?" Fred finally noticed Trunks and Goten floating in mid-air. "Bloody hell how do you do that?!"
"Uh I dunno my brother Gohan taught me," Goten shrugged.
"I'd like to learn how to do that."
"We'll teach you sometime later," Trunks grinned.
Fred, George, Goten and Trunks walked down many flights of stairs until George finally announced that they had reached their destination.
"Now all we have to do is set of this dungbomb and Snape's office will smell for weeks!" Fred snickered.
"Set off what?" a voiced asked from behind the boys.
"A dung- uh oh." The four boys slowly turned around.
"Indeed." They stood face to face with none other than Professor Snape.
AN: yay an extra long chappie for you all!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything *sobs*
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Trunks snickered and whispered to Goten, "Look at that big blob in my dad's hair."
They both glanced at Vegeta's hair, paused, and fell over laughing on the floor.
"I don't know what you brats find so funny," Vegeta shot them a suspicious glance.
"It's.. nothing," Trunks said in between gasps.
"I guess we should be getting to sleep," Bulma picked up Trunks and placed him on one of the armchairs near the fire.
Everyone else settled into his or her own armchairs save Goku and Vegeta who were silently quarreling over one in the background. They all slowly fell asleep listening to the soft roaring of the fire.
Trunks suddenly sat up, "Hey Goten, you awake?"
When he heard no reply from Goten, Trunks got up and walked over to the sleeping Goten.
"GOTEN WAKE UP," Trunks whispered as loudly as he could without the risk of waking anyone up. He sat and thought for a while and got an idea. "FOOD."
"Food? Huh? FOOD?! Where?" Goten's eyes shot open.
"Hah gotcha. Now lets go exploring! This place is huge!"
"Okay!" Goten replied happily.
They opened up the portrait of the Fat Lady and shut it quietly behind them.
"Hmm where do we go now?"
"I dunno how's about we just go down from here."
"Whatever you say Trunks."
They floated down the corridor slowly.
"Oof," Goten had bumped into something.
"Bloody 'ell!"
The chibis realized they had just bumped into the two boys they saw in front of the painting of the fruit bowl earlier.
"Hey I know you!"
"Oh really?" one of them answered.
"Ya, we saw you in front of the painting today!" Goten replied. "I'm Goten and this is Trunks."
"Names Fred oh and this is George.. mind tellin us what you're doing sneaking around the castle at night?"
"Uh.. well we just wanted to look around, wait, why are you here?"
Fred grinned, "We're off to set a dungbomb in Snape's office."
"Sounds fun," Trunks and Goten said.
"Great you can come with us."
"Who's Snape anyway?"
"Nasty, greasy haired Potions teacher," George explained as they all walked down the corridor.
"Oh okay."
"I don't suppose you're from around here."
"Nope, me and Trunks just got here today."
"Oh so you were the strange muggles in the Great Hall today?"
"Er.. I guess so."
"Well we better hurry up there's bound to be someone patrolling the halls."
"No problem," Trunks and Goten flew down the hall at an impossible speed.
"Hey wait up! Not that fast!" Fred and George were panting to keep up.
"What, you can't fly?"
"Fly? What are you talking about?" Fred finally noticed Trunks and Goten floating in mid-air. "Bloody hell how do you do that?!"
"Uh I dunno my brother Gohan taught me," Goten shrugged.
"I'd like to learn how to do that."
"We'll teach you sometime later," Trunks grinned.
Fred, George, Goten and Trunks walked down many flights of stairs until George finally announced that they had reached their destination.
"Now all we have to do is set of this dungbomb and Snape's office will smell for weeks!" Fred snickered.
"Set off what?" a voiced asked from behind the boys.
"A dung- uh oh." The four boys slowly turned around.
"Indeed." They stood face to face with none other than Professor Snape.
AN: yay an extra long chappie for you all!