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"Okay,
today we have to be on task, Chris," Kenzie
said.
"Mfff-mhfffmmm."
"What?"
"Mffffffffffffffffmmmmm!"
Chris murmured, pulling his covers back over his head.
"Yes,
you have to get up."
"MMMM-MMMMMMM!"
"Uh-huh.
What about J.J.?"
"Oh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah!"
Chris said, jumping out of bed.
"That's what I thought you
said," Kenzie said, setting out a pair of jeans, a black shirt
that said "The Weird Sisters Rock!", his high-tops, and his
favorite belt for him.
"Thanks. Now get out so I can actually
get dressed!"
"Okay, okay. I'm out," Kenzie said,
laughing.
Meanwhile,
at the center where Voldemort was holding the prisoners, something
was going on.
"Is he really dead?" Voldemort asked.
"I'm
not entirely sure, boss. It could be a scam, knowing this man. He
never seemed quite truthful," Wormtail said, looking at his
"pronouced dead" list once again.
"Well, throw the
body into the left chamber," Voldemort said. "Maybe he
really is dead."
"We'll see, boss, we'll see,"
Wormtail said, picking up the body of the "dead" man.