Wow, welcome to first year, everyone, Remus thought as he watched Sirius
playing with his chicken strips across the table. He had eaten the first
25, but seemed unwilling to finish the last.
"Hey, Peter!" he called, "Want a chicken stripper? Oh, I mean a chicken strip."
James snorted with laughter. "What the hell is a chicken stripper?"
"This!" Sirius yelled, then started humming and making the chicken strip dance across the table. He held up a straw and made the chicken strip dance around it like a pole.
"Erotic poultry dancing?" Mr. Lupin asked, "That reminds me of college."
"Max..." Mrs. Lupin said warningly, but the boys had already bolted from the table.
Later that night there was a commotion from the den of the cabin, as Mrs. Lupin had rented movies for the VCR, and James and Sirius were "cinematic virgins", as they kept referring to themselves.
"What movies did you get?" Remus asked as Mrs. Lupin entered with a plastic sack.
"Oh, all the classics...The Little Mermaid...The Hunchback of Notre Dame...Beauty and the Beast..." she trailed off, her eyes getting misty.
James reached in the bad and randomly pulled one out.
"I get to be John Smith!" Sirius called jauntily.
"Um, well, you can, Sirius, but we're watching The Lion King..." Remus said.
"Quasimodo?" Peter asked.
"I'm Simba!" James called, puffing out his chest, "Remus, you can be Nala!"
Wait, Remus thought, is he hitting on me? The next week is really going to be awkward.
A/N: No, they did not have those movies in the '70s. Good call, geniuses. Plus, this isn't a romance story, so don't worry about the slash implication. We love you.
"Hey, Peter!" he called, "Want a chicken stripper? Oh, I mean a chicken strip."
James snorted with laughter. "What the hell is a chicken stripper?"
"This!" Sirius yelled, then started humming and making the chicken strip dance across the table. He held up a straw and made the chicken strip dance around it like a pole.
"Erotic poultry dancing?" Mr. Lupin asked, "That reminds me of college."
"Max..." Mrs. Lupin said warningly, but the boys had already bolted from the table.
Later that night there was a commotion from the den of the cabin, as Mrs. Lupin had rented movies for the VCR, and James and Sirius were "cinematic virgins", as they kept referring to themselves.
"What movies did you get?" Remus asked as Mrs. Lupin entered with a plastic sack.
"Oh, all the classics...The Little Mermaid...The Hunchback of Notre Dame...Beauty and the Beast..." she trailed off, her eyes getting misty.
James reached in the bad and randomly pulled one out.
"I get to be John Smith!" Sirius called jauntily.
"Um, well, you can, Sirius, but we're watching The Lion King..." Remus said.
"Quasimodo?" Peter asked.
"I'm Simba!" James called, puffing out his chest, "Remus, you can be Nala!"
Wait, Remus thought, is he hitting on me? The next week is really going to be awkward.
A/N: No, they did not have those movies in the '70s. Good call, geniuses. Plus, this isn't a romance story, so don't worry about the slash implication. We love you.