Charletto: (standing over two dead bodies, cackling madly)
Cocabella and Emmy: (dead)
Charletto: I HAVE KILLED THEM! THEY WILL NEVER EVER EVER CLAIM THE RIGHTS TO HARRY POTTER AGAIN!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! (and a side of spam)
(Charletto then bends at impossible angles to unzip her bodysuit, and out pops none other than J.K. Rowling herself, in all of her rich-author glory, and is suddenly joinedby Bobo the Hobo and they go and have tea.)
on a more serious note, the deaths of cocabella and emmy are symbolic...this is the last chappie of Burn, Cho, Burn. So review...and Cocabella and Emmy might just get their sorry arses off the couch and help write some more!
The Whomping Willow: The Crazy Madman Tree: A documentary
I pack a mean punch
I eat little Hogwarts Students like you for lunch.
That little bluebird?
He was my friend
But I am far-sighted and he met a tragic end
The hippies sit under my branches and sing
"Tring-a-ling! Tring-a-ling!"
I beat up a car
He was my friend too
But then he left
Boo-hoo.
I have problems
So does my cousin
Omigosh, I have a dozen.
The weeping willow, from Pocahontas
Her bark is worse then her bite
Unlike me
Heeheehee.
I have a knot on my side that crazy ex-convicts push
It hurts more than whacking a bush
Please hire me a chiropractor
But don't run me over with a tractor
Thank you.
Burn, Cho, Burn
(Years after the Golden Trio left Hogwarts, Filch felt no remorse in selling the Whomping Willow to us, and we called the lumberjacks. This is dedicated to our former firewood, who provided the fuel for Cho's burning. Without her (it was a her, you know) this wouldn't have been possible. We mourn her absence and rejoice over Cho's.)
Well....this was our last chapter and the last addition to Burn, Cho, Burn. SO! For all of you people out there that read this but didn't review...MAY YOU BURN IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF HELL WITH CHO!!!
no, jk. but honestly, this is our last chappie, do us a favor and review. Please?