Snappy-doodle...I don't own any snappy-doodle Harry Potter thignys, I only
own my snappy-doodle self. :-D
::We see black piece of cardboard with the word "Commercial" written on it in white chalk. The "e" is backwards. It stays up for a few seconds and then someone pulls it away reveling the set with Harry still chained and Lindsay sitting at the host desk.::
Lindsay: Welcome back from out commercial!
Harry: That was pathetic...
Lindsay: You're just jealous...
Harry: Oh, yes. I want to own a talk show with fake commercials...
Lindsay: I knew it!
::Harry hangs his head, Lindsay picks up the card::
Lindsay: Our next guest is interesting. Let's interview her...Mrs. Norris!
::The band plays and the little cat walks out on stage. She glares at the audience and next things we know, the audience is on their feet, cheering. She jumps up on the chair and the audience sits down.::
Lindsay: That was interesting...
Harry: ::whispers to Mrs. Norris:: Don't look into her eyes.
::Mrs. Norris turns and stares at Harry::
Harry: Yes, master... ::he shakes his head and turns to Lindsay:: I mean, don't look into HER eyes!
::He motions toward Mrs. Norris. Lindsay covers her eyes and begins to talk to the cat::
Lindsay: So, Mrs. Norris...I hear you've been petrified...
Mrs. Norris: ...
Lindsay: ::eyes still covered:: Wow...
Mrs. Norris: Meow...
::A small little scream comes from Lindsay, yet her eyes are covered.::
Harry: This isn't cool!
::He keeps trying to cover his eyes with his hands, but the chains won't allow his hands to go up to his face.::
Harry: ::closes eyes:: Okay, nevermind...
Lindsay: This is uncomfortable...
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: That's a GREAT idea!
::She removes her hands from her eyes only to see Mrs. Norris staring at her.::
Lindsay: ::goes into trance:: Yes...master...
Harry: ::eyes closed:: Nooo!!
Lindsay: Must obey the cat...
Mrs. Norris: Meow...
Harry: NO! Lindsay! No! Whhhhhy!?
::He begins to cry::
Lindsay: Ha, ha! Got you! Aww, you really do care...
::Lindsay, Mrs. Norris, and the audience begin to laugh. Harry's hands goes from his eyes to hit head. He pulls out little chucks of his hair and throws them on the ground and stops vigorously.::
Harry: IKJSdnfsJDkfSJDKFSDJkjfnskdjnzksjLJDF!!!!
::Everyone is staring at Harry::
Lindsay: Um...can you repeat that? I didn't quite get that...
Harry: ::sigh:: Nevermind...
Lindsay: Okay!
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: What? Aw, so soon?
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: Ah, you're hungry.
Mrs. Norris: Meow meow meow meow meow.
Lindsay: Aw, isn't that sweet. Okay...well, thanks for joining us! We've had a great day so far...
Harry: Speak for yourself...
Lindsay: I am...
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: My thoughts exactly!
Harry: That's funny...you have thoughts...
::He begins to laugh insanely. Everyone stares at him again.::
Lindsay: Pay no attention to the man in the chains a bald patches and come back after the break!
::Lindsay and Mrs. Norris begin to dance as the camera fades away.::
A/N: A little hard to interview a cat...unless you speak it...which I don't...but my character does...isn't that convenient? Stay tuned!
::We see black piece of cardboard with the word "Commercial" written on it in white chalk. The "e" is backwards. It stays up for a few seconds and then someone pulls it away reveling the set with Harry still chained and Lindsay sitting at the host desk.::
Lindsay: Welcome back from out commercial!
Harry: That was pathetic...
Lindsay: You're just jealous...
Harry: Oh, yes. I want to own a talk show with fake commercials...
Lindsay: I knew it!
::Harry hangs his head, Lindsay picks up the card::
Lindsay: Our next guest is interesting. Let's interview her...Mrs. Norris!
::The band plays and the little cat walks out on stage. She glares at the audience and next things we know, the audience is on their feet, cheering. She jumps up on the chair and the audience sits down.::
Lindsay: That was interesting...
Harry: ::whispers to Mrs. Norris:: Don't look into her eyes.
::Mrs. Norris turns and stares at Harry::
Harry: Yes, master... ::he shakes his head and turns to Lindsay:: I mean, don't look into HER eyes!
::He motions toward Mrs. Norris. Lindsay covers her eyes and begins to talk to the cat::
Lindsay: So, Mrs. Norris...I hear you've been petrified...
Mrs. Norris: ...
Lindsay: ::eyes still covered:: Wow...
Mrs. Norris: Meow...
::A small little scream comes from Lindsay, yet her eyes are covered.::
Harry: This isn't cool!
::He keeps trying to cover his eyes with his hands, but the chains won't allow his hands to go up to his face.::
Harry: ::closes eyes:: Okay, nevermind...
Lindsay: This is uncomfortable...
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: That's a GREAT idea!
::She removes her hands from her eyes only to see Mrs. Norris staring at her.::
Lindsay: ::goes into trance:: Yes...master...
Harry: ::eyes closed:: Nooo!!
Lindsay: Must obey the cat...
Mrs. Norris: Meow...
Harry: NO! Lindsay! No! Whhhhhy!?
::He begins to cry::
Lindsay: Ha, ha! Got you! Aww, you really do care...
::Lindsay, Mrs. Norris, and the audience begin to laugh. Harry's hands goes from his eyes to hit head. He pulls out little chucks of his hair and throws them on the ground and stops vigorously.::
Harry: IKJSdnfsJDkfSJDKFSDJkjfnskdjnzksjLJDF!!!!
::Everyone is staring at Harry::
Lindsay: Um...can you repeat that? I didn't quite get that...
Harry: ::sigh:: Nevermind...
Lindsay: Okay!
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: What? Aw, so soon?
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: Ah, you're hungry.
Mrs. Norris: Meow meow meow meow meow.
Lindsay: Aw, isn't that sweet. Okay...well, thanks for joining us! We've had a great day so far...
Harry: Speak for yourself...
Lindsay: I am...
Mrs. Norris: Meow.
Lindsay: My thoughts exactly!
Harry: That's funny...you have thoughts...
::He begins to laugh insanely. Everyone stares at him again.::
Lindsay: Pay no attention to the man in the chains a bald patches and come back after the break!
::Lindsay and Mrs. Norris begin to dance as the camera fades away.::
A/N: A little hard to interview a cat...unless you speak it...which I don't...but my character does...isn't that convenient? Stay tuned!