Yaaaayyy!!! I got two reviews!!! :D (You know, as a coincidence, I'm
listening to 'On Top of Your World' by Sahara Hotnights. Perhaps that's
true as of now. . .oh, song finished now. Now it's 'That's What Girls Do'
by No Secrets. As a little suggestion thingy, you might want to buy the
'Power Pop' CD. But that's just a suggestion.)
Merci beaucoup, LavenderBrown et toink-toink!
I'm just learning beginner's French right now. . . (that reminds me, I need to do my homework. Eh, I'll save that for later.) Please correct me if I'm wrong. Though it's quite a simple sentence, so. . . I don't think I got anything wrong in that. Besides which, I got top marks in French last year. . . well, perhaps that was mainly due to the fact that I transferred schools and all I 'learned' last year, I already learned the year before at my previous school. Heh, maybe that was the reason my teacher (who has now resigned, I think --- although maybe he was fired. . .ooh dear, I'm being so mean) didn't really embarrass me or anything when I fell asleep in class. Don't throw anything, please.
Random Joke: (Taken from Reader's Digest, issue November 2003)
A linguistics professor was lecturing his class. 'In English,' he explained, 'A double negative forms a positive. However, in such languages as Russian, a double negative still remains a negative.' 'However,' he continued, 'there is no language in which a double positive can form a negative.' A student at the back of the class piped up, 'Yeah, right.'
Just for fun, maybe I should include myself in this chapter.
Oh, and I forgot to put Lavender and Parvati in. I'll make it so that they have different dorms.
~*CHAPTER THREE*~
Oh, the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: PPG belongs to Cartoon Network, Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Okay, on with Chapter Three.
~*C-CHAPT-TER T-THREE*~
Get out of here, Quirrell! * tries to pull wand out * Ew, gum. What are my mom's Airwaves doing in my pocket? * begins pulling out all manner of things from pocket --- more gum, candy, wallet (hey, my favourite wallet is covered in gum! Better wash it later), cell phone, (oops) digital camera (my mom's going to kill me), alarm clock, Harry Potter trading cards, more gum, pencil, pen, eraser, ruler, pencil case (now my sister's going to kill me, that was hers --- it's filled with chewed Doublemints), more candy, my mathematics exam paper (now I'm not so sorry about that, though my math teacher is going to kill me), and the like. * Finally pulls wand out, but it is covered with gum * Excuse me, Quirrell. * Runs to bathroom to clean wand --- comes back with wand eerily clean. (Okay, that didn't make any sense, did it? Let's ignore that.) Points wand at Quirrell, who is still there.* Oh, wait. Aren't you supposed to be dead? Reducto! * Reductor curse shoots right through Quirrell, who is unharmed. * Oh, just some stupid hologram. . .
Yes, Chapter Three. I KNOW you're still waiting here, but would you immediately attack Quirrell if he was just standing there? Would YOU clean your wand if it was covered in gum? Well?!
~*CHAPTER THREE*~
'I haven't seen the lake yet.'
That was how Bubbles greeted her sisters good morning the Saturday after the first week of classes. In response, Buttercup simply groaned and rolled over, while Blossom repeated her morning routine from yesterday again, only this time she didn't scream at Bubbles. After all, it was already seven thirty.
As Blossom brushed her teeth, Bubbles tried, in vain, to get Buttercup to awaken. She shook her, dumped a bucket of water over her head, screamed (which woke Hermione), and still Buttercup wouldn't get up. She now had her pillow over her head. Bubbles screamed in frustration again and yanked the pillow off Buttercup's head. She poked Buttercup with her wand. It didn't work.
One hour later, Blossom, Hermione, and Bubbles had gathered around Buttercup's bed in a joint effort to wake her up. Blossom screamed in her ear, Bubbles continued poking Buttercup with her wand, and Hermione tried to shake her awake. Bubbles plopped onto the pillow (now on the floor), exhausted. She sat down on it just a little too hard.
The pillow exploded, sending feathers flying everywhere.
A single feather landed on Buttercup's forehead.
Buttercup's eyes snapped open.
'Hey, what happened here?' she asked, sitting up, with her sisters and Hermione staring at her in disbelief. The feather fell off her head and landed in front of her. She looked at it, then glanced at the place where her pillow used to be. 'Is that MY pillow?!' she cried, glaring at the others.
Blossom saw red. And when Blossom sees red, you better run. Bubbles, recognizing the warning signs, grabbed Hermione's hand and tore out of the room, dragging Hermione with her. Just in time, too ---
'AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Blossom exploded.
Buttercup shrank back into a corner. Even she feared Blossom in this kind of mood.
'Violence is not the answer. . .violence is not the answer. . .violence is not the answer. . .' Blossom was muttering as she took deep, calming breaths.
Buttercup simply watched. In these circumstances, that was the second safest option.
The safest option, of course, was to do what Bubbles did and flee.
Bubbles opened the door a crack and peered inside.
Blossom forced a smile at Buttercup and said, 'We haven't seen the lake yet.'
Bubbles, deciding it was relatively safe enough to come in, took a cautious, quiet step into the dorms and crept to the bathrooms. Hermione looked in and stepped inside the dorms, behind Blossom.
Bubbles closed the door quietly and locked it. She then proceeded to brush her teeth and ignore the others.
At least until it was safe to come out, anyway.
'Uh. . .I'll go get my swimsuit,' said Buttercup meekly.
Blossom smiled a genuine smile and went to get her swimsuit.
Buttercup and Hermione breathed sighs of relief and rummaged in their trunks.
Bubbles finished brushing her teeth, listened closely at the door, and decided it was safe to come out. She unlocked the door, stepped out of the bathroom, and strode to her bed. Seeing that the others were looking for their swimsuits, she assumed they must be going to the lake. She grinned happily and grabbed her bag, which was already packed: wand, goggles, towel, and extra clothes. (She'd already changed into her own swimsuit at seven o' clock) Perhaps a beach ball, she thought, pulling a deflated, completely flat Mojo Jojo beach ball from her trunk. She grinned, sort of evilly. She'd definitely enjoy beating up Mojo Jojo, even when they were at Hogwarts. She just had to be careful not to pop it. She folded it up once more and placed it in her bag.
While she had been checking her things over, the others had already changed into their swimsuits.
It was a fine, sunny day at the lake. 'Watch out for the giant squid,' warned Hermione.
Bubbles giggled. 'He isn't dangerous, Hermione! I met him before on the boat trip here. He's really nice. His name is Squid.'
Buttercup rolled her eyes.
There was nobody around the lake. (Who in their right minds would wake up at seven thirty on a Saturday?) They took off their clothes and dove into the water. Bubbles shivered. 'It's cold.'
Buttercup, practicing the backstroke, replied, 'Tough.'
Bubbles, getting excited again, suggested, 'Let's go down to the bottom!'
Hermione hesitated, and shook her head. 'Um. . .I think I'll just stay up here.'
Blossom shrugged and swam to the very bottom of the lake. Bubbles and Buttercup followed. Hermione, seeing her chance, got out of the water, dried off, and gazed at the surface of the lake.
~*Down at the bottom*~
Blossom and Bubbles were looking for treasure. Buttercup was having fun scaring the fish.
Blossom noticed a glimmer of gold on her right. She pointed to it and motioned for Bubbles to follow her. She swam in the general direction of it and picked it up. She dusted it off. It was an emerald-colored locket with a gold chain. It had a picture of a block of Swiss cheese on the front. Blossom opened the locket. Inside was a picture of a woman with auburn hair and green eyes exactly the color of the locket, and a man who looked exactly like Harry, except that he didn't have the lightning bolt scar and his eyes were hazel.
Buttercup, having noticed that Blossom and Bubbles had apparently found something, came over to have a look. Blossom closed the locket, looked up, and signaled that she needed air. Bubbles and Buttercup nodded and followed Blossom to the surface of the lake.
A/N: Four pages, again. I don't think I'm going to get past four pages. Don't complain.
Merci beaucoup, LavenderBrown et toink-toink!
I'm just learning beginner's French right now. . . (that reminds me, I need to do my homework. Eh, I'll save that for later.) Please correct me if I'm wrong. Though it's quite a simple sentence, so. . . I don't think I got anything wrong in that. Besides which, I got top marks in French last year. . . well, perhaps that was mainly due to the fact that I transferred schools and all I 'learned' last year, I already learned the year before at my previous school. Heh, maybe that was the reason my teacher (who has now resigned, I think --- although maybe he was fired. . .ooh dear, I'm being so mean) didn't really embarrass me or anything when I fell asleep in class. Don't throw anything, please.
Random Joke: (Taken from Reader's Digest, issue November 2003)
A linguistics professor was lecturing his class. 'In English,' he explained, 'A double negative forms a positive. However, in such languages as Russian, a double negative still remains a negative.' 'However,' he continued, 'there is no language in which a double positive can form a negative.' A student at the back of the class piped up, 'Yeah, right.'
Just for fun, maybe I should include myself in this chapter.
Oh, and I forgot to put Lavender and Parvati in. I'll make it so that they have different dorms.
~*CHAPTER THREE*~
Oh, the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: PPG belongs to Cartoon Network, Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Okay, on with Chapter Three.
~*C-CHAPT-TER T-THREE*~
Get out of here, Quirrell! * tries to pull wand out * Ew, gum. What are my mom's Airwaves doing in my pocket? * begins pulling out all manner of things from pocket --- more gum, candy, wallet (hey, my favourite wallet is covered in gum! Better wash it later), cell phone, (oops) digital camera (my mom's going to kill me), alarm clock, Harry Potter trading cards, more gum, pencil, pen, eraser, ruler, pencil case (now my sister's going to kill me, that was hers --- it's filled with chewed Doublemints), more candy, my mathematics exam paper (now I'm not so sorry about that, though my math teacher is going to kill me), and the like. * Finally pulls wand out, but it is covered with gum * Excuse me, Quirrell. * Runs to bathroom to clean wand --- comes back with wand eerily clean. (Okay, that didn't make any sense, did it? Let's ignore that.) Points wand at Quirrell, who is still there.* Oh, wait. Aren't you supposed to be dead? Reducto! * Reductor curse shoots right through Quirrell, who is unharmed. * Oh, just some stupid hologram. . .
Yes, Chapter Three. I KNOW you're still waiting here, but would you immediately attack Quirrell if he was just standing there? Would YOU clean your wand if it was covered in gum? Well?!
~*CHAPTER THREE*~
'I haven't seen the lake yet.'
That was how Bubbles greeted her sisters good morning the Saturday after the first week of classes. In response, Buttercup simply groaned and rolled over, while Blossom repeated her morning routine from yesterday again, only this time she didn't scream at Bubbles. After all, it was already seven thirty.
As Blossom brushed her teeth, Bubbles tried, in vain, to get Buttercup to awaken. She shook her, dumped a bucket of water over her head, screamed (which woke Hermione), and still Buttercup wouldn't get up. She now had her pillow over her head. Bubbles screamed in frustration again and yanked the pillow off Buttercup's head. She poked Buttercup with her wand. It didn't work.
One hour later, Blossom, Hermione, and Bubbles had gathered around Buttercup's bed in a joint effort to wake her up. Blossom screamed in her ear, Bubbles continued poking Buttercup with her wand, and Hermione tried to shake her awake. Bubbles plopped onto the pillow (now on the floor), exhausted. She sat down on it just a little too hard.
The pillow exploded, sending feathers flying everywhere.
A single feather landed on Buttercup's forehead.
Buttercup's eyes snapped open.
'Hey, what happened here?' she asked, sitting up, with her sisters and Hermione staring at her in disbelief. The feather fell off her head and landed in front of her. She looked at it, then glanced at the place where her pillow used to be. 'Is that MY pillow?!' she cried, glaring at the others.
Blossom saw red. And when Blossom sees red, you better run. Bubbles, recognizing the warning signs, grabbed Hermione's hand and tore out of the room, dragging Hermione with her. Just in time, too ---
'AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Blossom exploded.
Buttercup shrank back into a corner. Even she feared Blossom in this kind of mood.
'Violence is not the answer. . .violence is not the answer. . .violence is not the answer. . .' Blossom was muttering as she took deep, calming breaths.
Buttercup simply watched. In these circumstances, that was the second safest option.
The safest option, of course, was to do what Bubbles did and flee.
Bubbles opened the door a crack and peered inside.
Blossom forced a smile at Buttercup and said, 'We haven't seen the lake yet.'
Bubbles, deciding it was relatively safe enough to come in, took a cautious, quiet step into the dorms and crept to the bathrooms. Hermione looked in and stepped inside the dorms, behind Blossom.
Bubbles closed the door quietly and locked it. She then proceeded to brush her teeth and ignore the others.
At least until it was safe to come out, anyway.
'Uh. . .I'll go get my swimsuit,' said Buttercup meekly.
Blossom smiled a genuine smile and went to get her swimsuit.
Buttercup and Hermione breathed sighs of relief and rummaged in their trunks.
Bubbles finished brushing her teeth, listened closely at the door, and decided it was safe to come out. She unlocked the door, stepped out of the bathroom, and strode to her bed. Seeing that the others were looking for their swimsuits, she assumed they must be going to the lake. She grinned happily and grabbed her bag, which was already packed: wand, goggles, towel, and extra clothes. (She'd already changed into her own swimsuit at seven o' clock) Perhaps a beach ball, she thought, pulling a deflated, completely flat Mojo Jojo beach ball from her trunk. She grinned, sort of evilly. She'd definitely enjoy beating up Mojo Jojo, even when they were at Hogwarts. She just had to be careful not to pop it. She folded it up once more and placed it in her bag.
While she had been checking her things over, the others had already changed into their swimsuits.
It was a fine, sunny day at the lake. 'Watch out for the giant squid,' warned Hermione.
Bubbles giggled. 'He isn't dangerous, Hermione! I met him before on the boat trip here. He's really nice. His name is Squid.'
Buttercup rolled her eyes.
There was nobody around the lake. (Who in their right minds would wake up at seven thirty on a Saturday?) They took off their clothes and dove into the water. Bubbles shivered. 'It's cold.'
Buttercup, practicing the backstroke, replied, 'Tough.'
Bubbles, getting excited again, suggested, 'Let's go down to the bottom!'
Hermione hesitated, and shook her head. 'Um. . .I think I'll just stay up here.'
Blossom shrugged and swam to the very bottom of the lake. Bubbles and Buttercup followed. Hermione, seeing her chance, got out of the water, dried off, and gazed at the surface of the lake.
~*Down at the bottom*~
Blossom and Bubbles were looking for treasure. Buttercup was having fun scaring the fish.
Blossom noticed a glimmer of gold on her right. She pointed to it and motioned for Bubbles to follow her. She swam in the general direction of it and picked it up. She dusted it off. It was an emerald-colored locket with a gold chain. It had a picture of a block of Swiss cheese on the front. Blossom opened the locket. Inside was a picture of a woman with auburn hair and green eyes exactly the color of the locket, and a man who looked exactly like Harry, except that he didn't have the lightning bolt scar and his eyes were hazel.
Buttercup, having noticed that Blossom and Bubbles had apparently found something, came over to have a look. Blossom closed the locket, looked up, and signaled that she needed air. Bubbles and Buttercup nodded and followed Blossom to the surface of the lake.
A/N: Four pages, again. I don't think I'm going to get past four pages. Don't complain.