Disclaimer: Still don't own this. Why would I?
A/N: For any of you wondering why the first chapter started about the Teletubbies, it's because I needed to get in the setting. Harry is going to provide most of the actual story. The tubby-ones are just there for setting, surrealism factor, and flinging strained carrots.
Quick Recap: Harry just blew down the door, and introduced himself and his almost-not-existing-in-this-story cohorts.
Chapter two: Hexagon of Silence.
The four Teletubbies crowded around Harry, Legolas, and Kurt. Tinkywinky said something unintelligible to Lala, and she waddled off. Meanwhile, Harry, Legolas, and Kurt were huddled together, trying to figure out where they were.
"It's some trick of Voldemort's! I'm sure it is. It's some kind of freakish death eater realm." Harry whispered furiously.
"Nay, it is the land of Mordor. Some glamour has been put o'er even my perfect Elven eyes by the foul wizard Saruman the Psychedelic."
"Voldemort!"
"Mordor!"
Harry and Legolas bantered about this for quite some time, during which Kurt looked all around, ate some custard, threw it back up, and fought off the rabid vacuum cleaner. Lala finally waddled back, and handing a green crayon and little chair-shaped notebook to Tinkywinky. The three travelers stopped to watch Tinkywinky, whose brow was furrowed and sweat ridden with the effort of conveying his message to paper. Finally he finished, handing over the paper with a triumphant "Dumf!".
Legolas took it, turned it over, sideways, and even looked at the back of the sheet before handing it to Kurt. Kurt looked at it. He brought it very close to his face, held it out very far, and experimented with the distances between. Shrugging, he handed it to Harry. What Harry saw there was the most hideous mass of squiggles, curves, lines, and dots he had ever seen. "Good lord!" he exclaimed, "It's Michael Jackson!" Lala and Dipsy just shook their heads, and frog marched Harry to a circle of six seats. They shoved him down, and Legolas and Kurt sat down also. Tinkywinky, Lala, and Dipsy took seats. Po concussed the custard machine, and pressed a button somewhere inside it. A clear plastic hexagon descended over the chairs, and Po on the floor.. Kurt yelped as his tail almost got caught, and Dipsy and Lala giggled at him. Kurt shot them a look. Tinkywinky cleared his throat.
"Vait, vhich one are you, again?" Kurt asked Tinkywinky. "I can never keep your names straight."
"Um, my name's actually Joseph." He said, shrugging. The green one was apparently called Ethel, the yellow James, and the little red one was Edgar.
"And why couldn't you speak out there?" asked Harry.
"Um, hexagon of Silence. We can speak. The king doesn't want us to talk." He said, muttering.
"And why not?" Prompted Potter.
"Cause... he can't talk, cause he's got no teeth." He said, stifling a giggle.
"Right. Um, who cares? What can he do to you?" asked Harry.
The fat green one looked uncomfortable. The yellow one looked nauseous. The Purple one looked at the ceiling. But strangely, the little red one looked glee. Harry, Kurt, and Legolas looked disturbed by this. "Pray tell, Small One," Legolas asked, "Why are you so joyous when you're comrades look solemn?" P- Edgar just shrugged. "Well, what bcan the king do then, that is so fearful." Edgar smiled. He said in a low, dark voice, "Let's just say there used to be five teletubbies."
Kurt shrieked, and fell over.
A/N: For any of you wondering why the first chapter started about the Teletubbies, it's because I needed to get in the setting. Harry is going to provide most of the actual story. The tubby-ones are just there for setting, surrealism factor, and flinging strained carrots.
Quick Recap: Harry just blew down the door, and introduced himself and his almost-not-existing-in-this-story cohorts.
Chapter two: Hexagon of Silence.
The four Teletubbies crowded around Harry, Legolas, and Kurt. Tinkywinky said something unintelligible to Lala, and she waddled off. Meanwhile, Harry, Legolas, and Kurt were huddled together, trying to figure out where they were.
"It's some trick of Voldemort's! I'm sure it is. It's some kind of freakish death eater realm." Harry whispered furiously.
"Nay, it is the land of Mordor. Some glamour has been put o'er even my perfect Elven eyes by the foul wizard Saruman the Psychedelic."
"Voldemort!"
"Mordor!"
Harry and Legolas bantered about this for quite some time, during which Kurt looked all around, ate some custard, threw it back up, and fought off the rabid vacuum cleaner. Lala finally waddled back, and handing a green crayon and little chair-shaped notebook to Tinkywinky. The three travelers stopped to watch Tinkywinky, whose brow was furrowed and sweat ridden with the effort of conveying his message to paper. Finally he finished, handing over the paper with a triumphant "Dumf!".
Legolas took it, turned it over, sideways, and even looked at the back of the sheet before handing it to Kurt. Kurt looked at it. He brought it very close to his face, held it out very far, and experimented with the distances between. Shrugging, he handed it to Harry. What Harry saw there was the most hideous mass of squiggles, curves, lines, and dots he had ever seen. "Good lord!" he exclaimed, "It's Michael Jackson!" Lala and Dipsy just shook their heads, and frog marched Harry to a circle of six seats. They shoved him down, and Legolas and Kurt sat down also. Tinkywinky, Lala, and Dipsy took seats. Po concussed the custard machine, and pressed a button somewhere inside it. A clear plastic hexagon descended over the chairs, and Po on the floor.. Kurt yelped as his tail almost got caught, and Dipsy and Lala giggled at him. Kurt shot them a look. Tinkywinky cleared his throat.
"Vait, vhich one are you, again?" Kurt asked Tinkywinky. "I can never keep your names straight."
"Um, my name's actually Joseph." He said, shrugging. The green one was apparently called Ethel, the yellow James, and the little red one was Edgar.
"And why couldn't you speak out there?" asked Harry.
"Um, hexagon of Silence. We can speak. The king doesn't want us to talk." He said, muttering.
"And why not?" Prompted Potter.
"Cause... he can't talk, cause he's got no teeth." He said, stifling a giggle.
"Right. Um, who cares? What can he do to you?" asked Harry.
The fat green one looked uncomfortable. The yellow one looked nauseous. The Purple one looked at the ceiling. But strangely, the little red one looked glee. Harry, Kurt, and Legolas looked disturbed by this. "Pray tell, Small One," Legolas asked, "Why are you so joyous when you're comrades look solemn?" P- Edgar just shrugged. "Well, what bcan the king do then, that is so fearful." Edgar smiled. He said in a low, dark voice, "Let's just say there used to be five teletubbies."
Kurt shrieked, and fell over.