Good Puppy
Jaelawyn Noble [ Jaelawyn@comcast.net ]
Disclaimer: Love 'em, dun own 'em.
Warnings: deranged writer at work
Fandom: HP
Rating: PG
Pairing: RL/SB
Archive:
Summary: Aw, does the baby want a tweet?
Feedback: 'm a whore for it.
Notation: I really need to learn to not drink coffee at night and
to stay away from challenges. Drabble; word count = 158 [ I go by the 250
mark for Drabbles ]
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"Oh, aren't we a good puppy! Yes! What a good puppy!" Remus gushed, patting Sirius on the head. "Do we want a doggie treat?"
"Remus?"
"Yes, my precious?" cooed Remus.
"You're scaring me."
"Oh, is the poor little puppy-wuppy scared? Oh, we can't have that, now can we?" Remus pinched Sirius' cheeks as if he was Sirius' annoying Auntie Bomtie.
"Remus, you either stop acting like a nutcase or I swear I'll call St. Mungo's," Sirius threatened.
"Aw, no! We can't have that!" Remus continued in baby talk. "No, no! Now, let's get you into a bathy-wathy and then we can give you a nice tweet!"
"You do realize that I'm going to have to hurt you."
"Whatever you say, pumpkin!" Remus said in a sing-song voice.
Sirius eyed him, grabbed a vase and cracked it over Remus' head, causing said werewolf to fall to the ground unconscious.
"Now who's turn is it for a bathy-wathy?" Sirius cackled.