Author's Note: Guten tag! I'm so sorry it took so long to get this new episode out! Just been busy going through boyfriend after boyfriend... Well, I really hope you enjoy this!

Warning: This fanfiction contains SB/RL slash pairing. Slash is same-sex relationships. If you wish not to read slash, turn back now, please.

Stuck in Idiotville

by Lady Stone

"You know what? I don't feel like playing anymore..." Moony sniffed and scratched his elbow in the dark room.

"Wolfie, I don't know if you've noticed... But for the past fifteen minutes we haven't been playing anything. Potter and Black aren't talking to each other, Pettigrew has been muttering in his sleep about tomatoes, and I've been reciting potions ingredients in my head..." Snape drawled boredly.

Silence.

"Oh." Moony responded blankly and added, "You two ready to make up yet?" Moony questioned his two best friends.

Silence.

"Maybe they're dead..." Moony commented worriedly.

"Don't get my hopes up." Snape snapped.

"Honestly, do either of you remember what you were fighting about?" Moony asked quizzically.

"Because he yelled at my Moony..." Padfoot grumbled.

"I did not!" Prongs interjected.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP!" Wormtail yelped upon first waking up.

"Don't tell me to shut up!" Padfoot yelled back.

"Wha...? I have no idea what you're talking about." Wormtail blinked in the dark room.

"You just yelled at me!" Padfoot hissed.

"No... I don't believe so."

Padfoot was heard growling loudly and falling back on his elbows. "Whatever... Now, what are we gonna do?"

"Wonder if we'll ever get out of here?" Prongs asked uncertainly.

"No." Snape said sourly.

"Thanks for the support, Snivellus..." Prongs grumbled.

"Well... We left before... Then some unknown force drew us back!" Snape insisted.

"Well, Eddie drew you back... Maybe cauliflower drew us back!" Wormtail chirped.

"Or... dun-dun-dun... HER!" Padfoot announced.

"Who's... 'Her'?" Prongs asked skeptically.

"You know... HER!" Padfoot repeated.

"Who's that...?" Moony entered the conversation.

"HER!" Padfoot yelled.

"WHO'S HER!?" Snape screamed.

"HER!"

"Who is that!?" Wormtail bellowed.

Silence.

"I don't know. I was just trying to pass the time." Padfoot shrugged.

Moony and Prongs growled as Wormtail looked around blankly.

"Freak." Snape muttered.

"Hey, anyone know a seven letter word for 'Hell'?" Padfoot questioned.

"This room." Wormtail answered swiftly.

"That's eight letters..." Prongs sighed.

"You can take of the 'T'..." Wormtail replied.

"His room?" Padfoot said aloud.

"Whose room?" Moony asked.

"His."

"Whose?"

"His..."

"Whose...?"

"HIS!" Padfoot yelled.

Moony sobbed, "Don't yell at me!"

"Moony! I didn't mean to! I swear!" Padfoot said hurriedly.

Moony sniffed. "Uh-huh. Sure."

Even though you couldn't see him, Snape rolled his eyes and sighed. "Should we give you two a moment?"

Sniffle. Sniffle. "No..." Moony's voice quivered.

"This is just plain pathetic." Snape hissed to himself.

"I'm a barbie girl! In a barbie world! Life is plastic! It's fan-"

"SHUT UP, WORMTAIL!" Prongs screamed and covered his ears in attempt to ward off the evil song.

"But... I wanna sing the barbie song!" Wormtail insisted.

"WHY!?" Prongs asked.

"Because... I feel pretty."

Silence.

"You know what? Go ahead and sing the damn song." Prongs curled into fetal position and started humming Michael Jackson to himself.

Snape winced as Wormtail started the song up again. "Once upon a time... I had believed Hufflepuffs were the stupid ones... I have been proved wrong." Snape shook his head sadly.

"Why did you need a seven letter word for hell?" Moony asked Padfoot.

"Because I love you."

Silence.

"Why did you need a seven letter word for hell?" Moony repeated himself without acknowledging the previous response.

"For my crossword." Padfoot replied.

"What crossword...?" Moony shook his head, confused-like.

"The one in my head."

"Oh." Moony coughed. "So... How's life?"

"Without you... Nothing."

Moony rolled his eyes, wishing he had Eddie the Elf to confine in.

To Be Continued...



Author's Note: Shortness... Once again. SORRY! Just other random things to deal with! I'll have another one up this by this weekend! PROMISE!

Sincerely,

Stone