Day 12
"Harry? Are you dressed? Can I come in?" Mel asked knocking on Harry's door.
"Yeah..."
Mel opened the door, walked in, and sat on his desk, "Guess what?" she asked, swinging her legs.
"What?"
"I forgot. NO WAIT! I remembered! Guess what?"
"'I forgot'?"
"No... I forgot!"
Day 13
Harry wakes up to unpleasant sight.
Naked Barbies and Skippers are hanging from his ceiling, there's honey in his hair, and he's got a whip-cream bikini on over his pajamas.
The first thing that comes to mind:
"MMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!"
"Yes, sire?"
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Harry stands up but realizes that his pillow had been to his head.
"I-didn't-do-it." She said.
"Oh, ok then who did? Hedwig?"
"I dunno..." She laughed.
"WHAT?!" Harry asked.
Mel stepped forward, wiped some whip cream from his shoulder, licked her finger, and said, "Two things! One: There are yellow feathers glued to your butt. Two: You don't look good in bikinis..." She whipped some more off, liked her finger, and then left.
Day 14
"Would you like some ice cream with that chocolate sauce?" Harry asked Mel as she emptied half a bottle of chocolate sauce onto her ice cream.
"There is some silly!" Mel said taking a bite of chocolate sauce.
"That's gross..." Harry informed.
"Well excuuuse me Mr. I'm-the-boy-who-lived-so-worship-me!!!"
"That's not true! DO YOU THINK I EVEN WANTED THIS?" Harry broke his plastic spoon and got another one.
There was a moment of silence.
"Yes."
Harry flings some chocolate sauce at her face, "Ha!"
Mel dumps the whole, or what's left of it, bottle of chocolate sauce on Harry's head, "Ha ha."
Day 15:
Mel is in the kitchen humming the Starwars theme song while washing the dishes.
"What are you humming Mel?" Harry asked.
"Starwars' theme song..." She continued humming.
"Well...can you please stop?"
She stopped.
"Thank you."
She started humming the Wiggles theme song.
"NO! NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Harry plugged his ears with his palms.
Day 16:
"Mel. Mel! MEL! GET UP!" Harry yelled. It was noon and she wasn't up yet.
"I don't wanna go to school... five more minutes..." Mel said trying to hit Harry but totally missed.
"Mel—,"
Swoosh!
"You..."
Swoosh!
"...have..."
Swoosh!
"...get..."
Swoosh!
"...UP..."
Swoosh!
"...now!"
Swoosh—wack!
"OW!"
"I'm up, I'm up! Oh... did I hit you?"
Harry looked at her with a red hand print on his face.
"Oh... I guess I did..."
Day 17:
"Mel! You've been in there all day! Come out!"
"NO!" she cried.
"Why not?"
"It's my birthday..."
"...and...?"
"It's Friday..."
"...yes." This was going nowhere.
"The thirteenth!"
"Oh. Ok you just stay in there then..."
"I want a hug!"
"Mel, I can't...you..."
"WHAAAAA!!!!"
"Ok! Ok! Here!" Harry pushed open the door and is almost squeezed to death.
"Have a good...oh Nevermind..."
"I know...it's ok..." Harry said in a fatherly voice.
Mel pulled away from him, at last, and looked at him,
"Daddy?"
"WHAT?! NO! NOT ME!" there's more I just have to go to red robin! Bye bye ppls! Disclaimer: nope. Wrong gal... Please read and review! Thanks in advanced!
"Harry? Are you dressed? Can I come in?" Mel asked knocking on Harry's door.
"Yeah..."
Mel opened the door, walked in, and sat on his desk, "Guess what?" she asked, swinging her legs.
"What?"
"I forgot. NO WAIT! I remembered! Guess what?"
"'I forgot'?"
"No... I forgot!"
Day 13
Harry wakes up to unpleasant sight.
Naked Barbies and Skippers are hanging from his ceiling, there's honey in his hair, and he's got a whip-cream bikini on over his pajamas.
The first thing that comes to mind:
"MMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!"
"Yes, sire?"
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Harry stands up but realizes that his pillow had been to his head.
"I-didn't-do-it." She said.
"Oh, ok then who did? Hedwig?"
"I dunno..." She laughed.
"WHAT?!" Harry asked.
Mel stepped forward, wiped some whip cream from his shoulder, licked her finger, and said, "Two things! One: There are yellow feathers glued to your butt. Two: You don't look good in bikinis..." She whipped some more off, liked her finger, and then left.
Day 14
"Would you like some ice cream with that chocolate sauce?" Harry asked Mel as she emptied half a bottle of chocolate sauce onto her ice cream.
"There is some silly!" Mel said taking a bite of chocolate sauce.
"That's gross..." Harry informed.
"Well excuuuse me Mr. I'm-the-boy-who-lived-so-worship-me!!!"
"That's not true! DO YOU THINK I EVEN WANTED THIS?" Harry broke his plastic spoon and got another one.
There was a moment of silence.
"Yes."
Harry flings some chocolate sauce at her face, "Ha!"
Mel dumps the whole, or what's left of it, bottle of chocolate sauce on Harry's head, "Ha ha."
Day 15:
Mel is in the kitchen humming the Starwars theme song while washing the dishes.
"What are you humming Mel?" Harry asked.
"Starwars' theme song..." She continued humming.
"Well...can you please stop?"
She stopped.
"Thank you."
She started humming the Wiggles theme song.
"NO! NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Harry plugged his ears with his palms.
Day 16:
"Mel. Mel! MEL! GET UP!" Harry yelled. It was noon and she wasn't up yet.
"I don't wanna go to school... five more minutes..." Mel said trying to hit Harry but totally missed.
"Mel—,"
Swoosh!
"You..."
Swoosh!
"...have..."
Swoosh!
"...get..."
Swoosh!
"...UP..."
Swoosh!
"...now!"
Swoosh—wack!
"OW!"
"I'm up, I'm up! Oh... did I hit you?"
Harry looked at her with a red hand print on his face.
"Oh... I guess I did..."
Day 17:
"Mel! You've been in there all day! Come out!"
"NO!" she cried.
"Why not?"
"It's my birthday..."
"...and...?"
"It's Friday..."
"...yes." This was going nowhere.
"The thirteenth!"
"Oh. Ok you just stay in there then..."
"I want a hug!"
"Mel, I can't...you..."
"WHAAAAA!!!!"
"Ok! Ok! Here!" Harry pushed open the door and is almost squeezed to death.
"Have a good...oh Nevermind..."
"I know...it's ok..." Harry said in a fatherly voice.
Mel pulled away from him, at last, and looked at him,
"Daddy?"
"WHAT?! NO! NOT ME!" there's more I just have to go to red robin! Bye bye ppls! Disclaimer: nope. Wrong gal... Please read and review! Thanks in advanced!