Nez: Rejoice all! I have written and updated! -holy glow-
Zan: -waves little flag- Yay.
Nez: -hamming it up- Yes, so inspired by my Slayers fiction, Skin Deep, I just had to write!
Zan: That's bull and you know it. You only got three reviews!
Nez: You're just jealous. -sticks out tongue- Meih. Oh, I do not own HP, the Maraurders, Bosco sticks or anything else that you people might recognize as stuff in the real world.
Zan: 'Cause if she did, you wouldn't be reading this.
Chapter Two: Prep Rally
James, Remus and Sirius sat down at the lunch table with worry. They did not know where exactly they were and how Nehszriah and three of the Muffins were there, but everything really scared them. It was crowded and Muggle teenagers were everywhere dressed in their cosplay best for Spirit Day.
"Now guys," Nehszriah said to the two table occupants the Maraurders couldn't recognize. "These are our friends from England. They are here for a while on a school-related trip, right?" She motioned for the boys to agree and they shook their heads in accord.
"Yes," Tsuki said happily. "Now this is James, Sirius and Remus." She pointed out the Maraurders one by one and giggled. Clearly, she just had candy.
"Oh, and this is Luke and Kit," Nehszriah added, pointing to the strangers. Luke was a small and skinny boy with glasses, his blonde-green hair sticking up in a mohawk and an Invader Zim shirt. Kit also had glasses, her short, black hair in pigtails and was dressed up like a cat, complete with ears and a tail.
"This is Ernest," Kit said, holding up a plum in James's face. James looked at her with concern as she giggled.
"She's Muggle," Nehszriah whispered in his ear before she went to go take her place next to Fufu. He gave her a frightened look and she just smiled and nodded.
"So what school-related activity brings you three here?" Fuf asked, shoving her paper lunch bag towards the boys. Remus looked in it to find a load of Muggle foods. He pulled out a bag of animal crackers, opened them and happily started eating, being he had not had food since last night's dinner. Kit stole the bag and took out some crackers and started playing with them, muttering to herself.
"We are on a… sister-city exchange trip…?" Sirius said with uncertainty.
"Really? Cool!" Luke said happily. He was then hit in the head with an animal cracker. "Gaahhh!" His arms flailed outwards and he squirmed in his chair with amusing mock pain.
"Oops, sorry!" Kit giggled from across the table, holding a marker in her hand. She picked up another cracker, drew a face on it and then threw it at Nehszriah's head.
"Kit," Nehszriah said. "Please stop that."
"Okay," Kit replied. She then picked up Ernest the Plum and cried while she ate him. "Oh Ernest, why did you have to die?" –chomp-
"Don't mind her," said Fuf, barely looking over her notebook. James and Sirius didn't have to be told twice.
"Hey Kit," Nehszriah asked. "Is that marker non-toxic?" Everyone looked at Nehszriah to find she was holding the cracker Kit had drawn all over dangerously close to her mouth…
"DON'T EAT IT!" the whole table, minus Maraurders, seemed to yell at once. Nehszriah just looked blankly at them.
"I was only kidding…" She put the cracker down and right before she removed her hand, Luke took his Literature book and squished her hand, as well as the cracker. Nehszriah snapped her fingers back and sucked on them as she whimpered.
"Merlin's beard, they are positively psychotic," James whispered to Sirius.
"You didn't know that already?" Sirius replied. The two of them looked over at Remus, who was now munching happily on a Ho-Ho and both shuddered.
"Nez-chan," Tsuki grinned at her friend. "Do you have Bosco?"
"Here," Nehszriah groaned, taking a white bag out from an inside pocket of her coat and throwing it at the Tsuki. She happily opened it up to get a cheese-filled breadstick and chomped on it with pleasure.
"What's that?" Sirius asked.
"Mine," Tsuki growled, clutching the bag and breadstick.
"Just leave her be," Chels suggested. The boys did take that advice to heart.
"Look at my flagellum!" Luke cried out randomly, flapping his arms wildly. Sure enough, attached to his wrists were bits of string that resembled the flagellum of a cell.
"I think the word you're looking for there is 'cilia'," Fuf giggled.
"Why?"
"Flagellum is a single tail used for movement. You have multiple strands, making it cilia, which are numerous," Nehszriah said, stuffing a Bosco stick in her own mouth. Luke and Fuf just rolled their eyes, while Remus, James and Sirius just stared at her, utterly speechless.
Just then, the bell rang to end lunch. Everyone in the cafeteria filed out and crammed into the hallway. The Muffins, Nehszriah, Luke and Kit all led the Maraurders through the maze of hallways to the gymnasium. There, they went to the very topmost row of bleachers and sat down. People filed in all around them and before long, the bleachers were packed with teenagers.
"What is going on?" James asked.
"Yeah, Moony, Prongs and I deserve to know!"
Before Tsuki could answer them, a rotund, balding man in a pink shirt and loud tie stood in the middle of the room, turned on a microphone and squeaked into it. The feedback was so bad that no one could make out what he said. He gave the microphone to a really tall boy with brown hair and freckles in a basketball jersey, who also couldn't talk into the microphone without the horrid feedback. He then walked away from the center of the floor and the room cheered.
"All right!" a boy sitting in front of James laughed. "Cheerleaders!"
"Damn straight!" the boy to his left chortled.
"Remus?"
"Yes James?"
"What in the hell is a cheerleader?"
Out on the middle of the basketball court, the cheerleaders came out. All peppy and happy and overly-excited, they put some music and danced horribly to it. Sirius, Remus and James were shocked to see such "disgusting dancing", but nearly everyone else in the room found it entertaining in a way. The Muffins and Luke however, were not even paying attention to the show and Nehszriah kept giving the spirit-filled demons fierce glares to stop their "rampage".
Soon, the dancing was over and a guy with a hockey jersey on retrieved the microphone from the freckled kid and ran into the center of the gymnasium.
"Hey Glenview!" he cried into the microphone. The Maraurders couldn't believe he came in so clear, but then turned to Nehszriah.
"What?" she asked. "I only caused interference for those who don't matter!"
"Basketball and the principal are unimportant according to you but hockey is the main priority?" Fuf asked, a slight bit confused.
"Yup!" Nehszriah grinned.
"Are you all ready for next Monday's game against Normandy High?" the hockey kid yelled, causing everyone's eardrums to shake. With that everyone, including Nehszriah cheered loudly.
"Did you know we are undefeated in our conference?" More cheering erupted from the stands.
"Awesome!" the guy yelled. "Now here is our dance team for everyone's enjoyment!" Nehszriah stopped cheering and started to glare as a bunch of girls that weren't cheerleaders took the hockey-guy's place and danced horribly to some music.
"Waste of space," she grumbled.
"Nez-chan, now stop being so grumpy. We don't like it either," Tsuki said, still munching on a Bosco stick. Nehszriah just muttered something and slouched in her seat.
"Very little school spirit I see?" Sirius laughed. James snickered slightly.
"How can she be if the best part of Spirit Week ever was today's Cosplay Day?" Fuf interrupted.
"I don't know?" Sirius said as he shrugged his shoulders. A shrill squeak came over the microphone again and everyone covered their ears. It was a short black woman with the microphone now, obviously telling the students they could leave, for people all around stood up and left.
"Well that was short," Luke commented as he hopped down the bleachers.
"They usually aren't that short?" James asked.
"No," Fuf said. "They usually last much longer than this. We are getting off easy. Think of Nez and the microphone then."
The Maraurders shuddered to think of over an hour of squeaking microphones and Nehszriah's patience snapping. None of them liked that image. Once out of the mess of teenagers eager to leave and go home, Luke, Nehszriah, the Maraurders and Muffins conversed over a particularly important matter.
Where are the guys going to stay?
This happened to be a pressing question. Tsuki and Chels would have to hide them from their Muggle parents, which would be a problem, Akina and Fish-chan didn't know they were there, Fuf's many siblings would eat the guys alive and Luke had just met them, which meant only one thing…
"Nehszriah, you get them," Chels said. Tsuki, Fuf and Luke agreed happily.
"Whoa, hold the phone. Me?" Nehszriah asked, a bit taken aback.
"Yes, you."
"Chels…"
"Take them!"
"Right away, Mother," Nehszriah growled, giving Chels a killing stare. Chels just giggled and led Fuf, Luke and Tsuki away.
"See you over at my house, eight sharp!" Chels called right before she was out of an earshot.
"We're staying with you?" Remus asked.
"Yes, apparently," Nehszriah said.
"Where do you live?" Sirius questioned.
So Nehszriah led the guys to her house. Lucky for them, her Muggle father was still at work and her mom had just made some brownies. They all sat down in the basement and watched Pirates of the Caribbean until they could barely take any more.
Sooooo… there you all have it. I apologize for stereotyping the cheerleaders. I'm just trying to give the poor Maraurders a feel for my dysfunctional American life. Most of you know cheerleaders in general are like that. Not all, but it seems like it. Now that that's out of my way, can you believe I actually planned out my chapters? Yes, Nez-chan, who hates plot, drew out her fic plan. Fish-chan and Nehszriah Meet the Maraurders was purely a spontaneous creation, so therefore, it really went nowhere, fast. -Zan agrees- This, however, is planned and might become one of the few multi-chapter stories I ever do. I need to do more one-shots. Why is this rambling being read while you all can be reviewing? I really should shut up now. Please click the little reviewing button-thingie! Domo Arigato! (Thank you!) -makes clicking noise-