This is another story in Rachel and Christina's collection of "back-and-forth" writing. Christina is italics, Rachel is bold, our comments are regular, and our names aren't really Rachel and Christina (we wish!) Oh, and nothing except for us belongs to JKR. Thanks!

Harry's favorite color was yellow.

Now it's pink the exact opposite of Snape's favorite color, black.

Snape's favorite color used to be pink, before Fred Weasley ripped up his teddy bear, making him very depressed and sad.

Now its head was the center of attention in Gryffindor tower.

Snape vowed to kill Fred Weasley, for disemboweling Teddykins, and Harry, for reminding Snape of his sad and depressing depression.

Harry was aware of this so every month or so he would stick a picture of its head on Snape's pillow.

Because of this, once a month or so, Snape would wallow in a deeper than usual depression, causing many students to think that he was PMSing.

One day, Dumbledore saw the teddy bear in Gryffindor tower, and soon the whole school knew.

Snape was the laughing stock of Hogwarts!

Soon after this, Fred had the perfect idea, and he snuck off to Snape's room.

Christina: evil grin

Rachel: You're going to kill someone, aren't you?

Christina: Bigger evil grin

Rachel: NO! Don't kill Fred, PLEASE don't

Christina: It's my turn for the sentence, and I can write whatever I like!

Sadly, Snape found out beforehand and was ready with Avada Kadavra when Fred came by.

Fred was almost there when George tipped him off and they got their brooms and flew away.

Most unluckily Snape saw them both in the air, so he grabbed his gun and shot them both down and laughed as they drowned in the Great Lake.

And then the Earth blew up.

Rachel: Ha, if Fred dies, everyone dies!

Christina: That's what you think.

Rachel: There's no loophole with that one! You can't do anything!

Christina: That's what you think.

Except, of course, for Snape, who apperated to the moon just in time.

Suddenly, a blot of lightning landed directly on Snape, killing him.

Rachel: He's DEAD!

Christina: That's what you think!

But, of course, unknown to the author, Snape not only had inhuman immortality, but had apperated far away from any stupid lightning, even though there is no lightning on the moon, or clouds for that matter.

Rachel: WHAT? You can't do that!

Christina: I think I just did.

Rachel: Fine be that way.

Of course, unknown the OTHER author, Snape was blown to pieces and then so did the galaxy, leaving blank space with NOTHING LIVING! (Not even Snape!)

Christina: You wish.

The End (for everyone except Snape because he is IMMORTAL!)