THE PANCAKES ARE BURNING!
"Oh shit..." Came a voice from the kitchen. It was Page, she came out with a spachula in her hands.
"I forgot to ask you guys, how many pancakes do you want?" Page asked. James stiffled a laugh, Sirius in an apron was a funny sight.
"Tell her I want three!" Harry said to James.
"Two please."
"Four!"
"Two, Page." Lily said. "And the invisible people want two and four."
"Harry wants three, and I want five." James said. "What's that smell?"
Everyone voluntarily sniffed the air. "Oh, son of b*****!" Page ran out of the room cursing.
"Nothing like the smell of burnt pancakes in the morning!" Remus said happily, walking down into the room from the staircase. "Shall I order take- out?"
"I BURNT THE F***ING PANCAKES! THAT'S IT, WE'RE HAVING DONUTS!" Page yelled from the kitchen.
There was a collective cheer in the living room.
"How could you burn the pancakes?" Whined Peter. "I love pancakes!"
"You love anything you can put in your mouth!" Reggie snapped at him. They were sitting in a donut shop. Reggie was a little snappy cause Peter was apperantly alergic to whole milk.
"Will you shut up already!" Page whined. "Just drink the blankin* half milk? There's really no difference."
"I have been drinking whole milk for my entire life. It's way more healthy then this crap, and it tastes better." Reggie said, rolling her eyes.
"I'll have to contradict that, whole milks more thick then half milk, it slides down better and doesn't leave any thick, icky milky tastes." Liza said.
"'Tastes' isn't a word Liza." James said.
"I don't care." Liza shrugged.
"Ya know, if ya'd just scoot over, we could sit too." Harry said. Him and the rest of the invisible people were standing at the end of the table.
"It'd look to weird, us all squished up in the booth for no bleedin reason." Sirius said.
Harry shrugged, "Tell them it's a British thing."
"How 'bout we don't and say we did." Sirius smirked at them.
"How 'bout you do and say you didn't?" Hermione said.
"How 'bout you go sit outside?"
"How 'bout I stick my foot up your..."
Ron grabbed her arms from behind as she started to advance on Sirius. "Now, now Herm... practice self-control, breath in, out, in, out."
"Okay, okay, let me go!" Ron let her go.
"Let's go look for Indigo." Harry said.
"Huh?" Ron looked at him confusidly.
"The blue-and-black-box?"
"Oh yeah!"
"What about You-know-who?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, SYKE!" Harry yelled. "Haha, I so got you! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACES THIS MORNING!"
"That's not funny!" Ron said.
"I'm such a good actor, hehehe. I ... hehehehe.... nevermind... hehehe." Harry said, laughing.
"Your an idiot." Hermione said.
"Seriously, have you gone insane?" Ron said.
"Probably." Harry said.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU HADN'T BURNT THE PANCAKES THIS MORNING, WE WOULDN'T HAVE ALL THIS BAD LUCK!!!" Peter screamed at Page.
"JUST BECAUSE I BURNT THE PANCAKES ISN'T THE REASON WE ARE HAVING BAD LUCK!" Page screamed back.
"YES IT IS, LIAR."
"NO IT ISN'T, DUMB ASS!"
Everyone was sitting on the side of the road, staring at them. It was very amusing to see Sirius and Reggie fighting, but when they weren't really the ones fighting, it was even more amusing.
You see, the reason they were sitting on the road-side is the fact that they were all on a road-trip. When Harry and Ron and Herm went down to find Indigo, they found out that it had been taking by some tourists.
By careful planning (twenty minutes worth) and some help from a local drug addict, they found a trail leading to the parking lot, it seems that the people that took the box had been eating sun flower seeds. There was a trail of empty shells leading out of the parking lot that they followed all the way to the gas station.
That's where they saw they saw the car, and got the lisense plate just before it zoomed off the the highway. They person with the box was from Florida.
They rented a mini-van and took off to Florida. But, they didn't expect the damn thing to break down. Two flat tires, the air conditioning doesn't work, and the engine just quit. And they were only in the middle of Arizona with a beautiful sun setting behind them.
Not to mention, none of them had lisenses and Sirius was the only one who had turned sixteen. AND they didn't have gas money, or any food or water. They were screwed, and it was really hot outside. Ron, Harry and Herm still had their robes on.
Right now, life sucked for them.
"Psst... Did you hear that." Ron whispered to Harry. It was a little after midnight. They were all camping out. The girls won the van. So Harry and Ron were outside with the boys... which were just a bunch of girls.
"Ron, we're in the middle of nowhere, there's nothing out here." Harry whispered back.
"I swear...."
"Ron, its a cricket!" Harry snapped.
Ron fell silent.
"Are you still awake?" Lily's voice lifted through the night air. James said it quitely, but his voice echoed in the little valley they were in.
"Yes." They muttered together.
"Yes," Three other voices muttered.
"Wanta go find some water?"
"Yes." Five voices sounded together, then there was a russle of feet, and then a few groans, finally, they were gone.
"Oh shit..." Came a voice from the kitchen. It was Page, she came out with a spachula in her hands.
"I forgot to ask you guys, how many pancakes do you want?" Page asked. James stiffled a laugh, Sirius in an apron was a funny sight.
"Tell her I want three!" Harry said to James.
"Two please."
"Four!"
"Two, Page." Lily said. "And the invisible people want two and four."
"Harry wants three, and I want five." James said. "What's that smell?"
Everyone voluntarily sniffed the air. "Oh, son of b*****!" Page ran out of the room cursing.
"Nothing like the smell of burnt pancakes in the morning!" Remus said happily, walking down into the room from the staircase. "Shall I order take- out?"
"I BURNT THE F***ING PANCAKES! THAT'S IT, WE'RE HAVING DONUTS!" Page yelled from the kitchen.
There was a collective cheer in the living room.
"How could you burn the pancakes?" Whined Peter. "I love pancakes!"
"You love anything you can put in your mouth!" Reggie snapped at him. They were sitting in a donut shop. Reggie was a little snappy cause Peter was apperantly alergic to whole milk.
"Will you shut up already!" Page whined. "Just drink the blankin* half milk? There's really no difference."
"I have been drinking whole milk for my entire life. It's way more healthy then this crap, and it tastes better." Reggie said, rolling her eyes.
"I'll have to contradict that, whole milks more thick then half milk, it slides down better and doesn't leave any thick, icky milky tastes." Liza said.
"'Tastes' isn't a word Liza." James said.
"I don't care." Liza shrugged.
"Ya know, if ya'd just scoot over, we could sit too." Harry said. Him and the rest of the invisible people were standing at the end of the table.
"It'd look to weird, us all squished up in the booth for no bleedin reason." Sirius said.
Harry shrugged, "Tell them it's a British thing."
"How 'bout we don't and say we did." Sirius smirked at them.
"How 'bout you do and say you didn't?" Hermione said.
"How 'bout you go sit outside?"
"How 'bout I stick my foot up your..."
Ron grabbed her arms from behind as she started to advance on Sirius. "Now, now Herm... practice self-control, breath in, out, in, out."
"Okay, okay, let me go!" Ron let her go.
"Let's go look for Indigo." Harry said.
"Huh?" Ron looked at him confusidly.
"The blue-and-black-box?"
"Oh yeah!"
"What about You-know-who?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, SYKE!" Harry yelled. "Haha, I so got you! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACES THIS MORNING!"
"That's not funny!" Ron said.
"I'm such a good actor, hehehe. I ... hehehehe.... nevermind... hehehe." Harry said, laughing.
"Your an idiot." Hermione said.
"Seriously, have you gone insane?" Ron said.
"Probably." Harry said.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU HADN'T BURNT THE PANCAKES THIS MORNING, WE WOULDN'T HAVE ALL THIS BAD LUCK!!!" Peter screamed at Page.
"JUST BECAUSE I BURNT THE PANCAKES ISN'T THE REASON WE ARE HAVING BAD LUCK!" Page screamed back.
"YES IT IS, LIAR."
"NO IT ISN'T, DUMB ASS!"
Everyone was sitting on the side of the road, staring at them. It was very amusing to see Sirius and Reggie fighting, but when they weren't really the ones fighting, it was even more amusing.
You see, the reason they were sitting on the road-side is the fact that they were all on a road-trip. When Harry and Ron and Herm went down to find Indigo, they found out that it had been taking by some tourists.
By careful planning (twenty minutes worth) and some help from a local drug addict, they found a trail leading to the parking lot, it seems that the people that took the box had been eating sun flower seeds. There was a trail of empty shells leading out of the parking lot that they followed all the way to the gas station.
That's where they saw they saw the car, and got the lisense plate just before it zoomed off the the highway. They person with the box was from Florida.
They rented a mini-van and took off to Florida. But, they didn't expect the damn thing to break down. Two flat tires, the air conditioning doesn't work, and the engine just quit. And they were only in the middle of Arizona with a beautiful sun setting behind them.
Not to mention, none of them had lisenses and Sirius was the only one who had turned sixteen. AND they didn't have gas money, or any food or water. They were screwed, and it was really hot outside. Ron, Harry and Herm still had their robes on.
Right now, life sucked for them.
"Psst... Did you hear that." Ron whispered to Harry. It was a little after midnight. They were all camping out. The girls won the van. So Harry and Ron were outside with the boys... which were just a bunch of girls.
"Ron, we're in the middle of nowhere, there's nothing out here." Harry whispered back.
"I swear...."
"Ron, its a cricket!" Harry snapped.
Ron fell silent.
"Are you still awake?" Lily's voice lifted through the night air. James said it quitely, but his voice echoed in the little valley they were in.
"Yes." They muttered together.
"Yes," Three other voices muttered.
"Wanta go find some water?"
"Yes." Five voices sounded together, then there was a russle of feet, and then a few groans, finally, they were gone.