Marauding Mischief

Soooo. Me back into my story writing. Sorry it's been so long for anyone who's been reading my story. I half forgot about, half… well, didn't feel like writing. BUT now I do! So on we go!

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Disclaimer: Nothing except the plot is mine. DUH!

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Chapter Seven: Television Terror

Later that day, the three Marauders had decided to try and give "living the life" in a muggle city a try again. This time WITHOUT Lily. It was around 5:30 when they all finally agreed upon somewhere to go. Remus had earlier mentioned that he had seen this HUGE thing muggles called a billboard advertising a new television show, what it was called he couldn't remember, that was going to be filmed somewhere nearby.

(Just before)

"Hey you guys, I saw this thingy called a billboard, and this muggle television show is being filmed a couple blocks down from here."

"Oh really Remus, while you were looking at this billboard did you happen to see a pig fly by?" James said, but he quickly realized the stupidity in his response, as a witch or wizard could easily make a pig fly. "Err, nevermind that."

Sirius appeared rather preoccupied as he was violently then much more calmly bobbing his head like a parakeet, all the while mouthing words to some…. song. "Oi Padfoot!" He was jerking his head around only until James called his nickname. "Yes?" He already knew the question, but was curious to see how much he could annoy the both of them. Even though the day was practically over. A glare told him it was already working. "Oh… right. Uh sure. Ya. Pigs fly, sound goods." Remus rolled his eyes

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"Okay so remember. Call Lily and tell her were going out for the night. Oh, and don't forget to tell her that we're NOT going to be in muggle London. She'd kill us." Remus was taking James through the process for about the sixth or seventh time. He didn't want it messed up. "Oh and Sirius, shut your face." Looking very downcast Sirius shut his mouth and sat down.

"Hi, Lily?"

"Who else do you think it would be?" Giggling was heard from the other end of the line, and James looked like he felt stupid. Not that that wasn't all the time anyway.

"I just wanted to let you know that we were going to be out for the night, so you probably don't want to stop by either of our places."

"Oh. Okay. Well then I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bye bye." Her voice caused James to think she was saddened by the fact that they wouldn't be home.

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Several minutes later the bunch was walking down the street, making sure the entire street knew what their conversation was about. They were practically shrieking.

"No James, that girl in the pink shirt on the bench does not think you're hot, nor does she want to go out with you," Sirius said loudly with a huge grin on his face, making sure that he was looking the girl in the face.

"Now Sirius, I'm seriously serious, I know you like that girl, but just because you do does not mean you need to embarrass me to get her attention. I mean I think if you did that, she'd end up with me, not you. Cause if somebody had to choose between us." A smirk was plastered on James' face as he said this. The play on his name, and of course the fact that neither of them got very much embarrassed in front of girls.

"Would you two numbskulls shut that big gaping hole in your mouth?" Remus half suggested half ordered them to do. "Ooh so we've got ourselves a witty person with us."

"But then what position does that leave open for you?" Remus challenged before answering himself, "Screw-up of the month? Or should I say year?"

"Well I'd have to say Most Handsome Hunk," Sirius said placid. Boy, he never missed a beat.

"More like dumbest bloke on the block," James said quietly, but just loudly enough for the other Marauders to hear. "Ha ha, very funny James."

"I know. That's why I'm not called serious!" Remus stifled his laughter but James was choking with laughter. "That joke never gets old!"

"Ya I know," Sirius replied, defeated for the time being.

"C'mon dim wits. We're here." Remus nudged the two who were about to start bickering again in the ribs.

"Now that's what I call a dim wit," Sirius muttered, pointing his finger at the guy guarding the door inconspicuously. Unluckily for Sirius though, the guard had good hearing.

"What was that?"

"Oh I just said that there was a dim lit… flit." Okay so that last part of that didn't make much snese but that guy was scary looking. Plus, he was saving the good pranks for later.

The guard glared daggers at him but said nothing else on the matter. "Do you boys have your tickets?" He sneered when saying this because obviously they didn't.

"Tickets? What're those?" James' voice held a note of sincerity in it, even though the remaining marauders knew it was a load of bull that he didn't know what tickets were. "No one mentioned needing a so called 'ticket' to get in."

"Sorry, no entrance without a ticket."

"Fine." With James leading the way they walked back out to the sidewalk several feet away. "How are we gonna get in without a ticket?" James questioned, seeing no other way except the door that the guard was, well, guarding. The building was somewhat small, with no exterior decorations.

"Don't worry James, I have it covered. Obviously if one of us makes a distraction, and we're visible in the distraction, the guard won't budge. But if we say… did something like.." Remus paused for a moment and waved his wand in the direction of something by some stairs. "Now watch."

"What is is?" Sirius was leaping up and down, trying to grab a better view of something that was making a rather strange noise.

"I dunno.." James started, but corrected himself mid sentence. "A GOLF CART! Run for your lives! It's coming, attacking!" Very dramatically, as if it had been planned, James dashed down the sidewalk, shrieking that their was a mad car blowing smoke out, pretending to be a bull. Sirius on the other hand took care of the guard. "Save me!" He had "accidentally" gotten cornered by the golf cart. Which was across the way.

The guard acting on instinct rather than intelligence ran over, while Remus snooped inside for some way to keep him away. finding nothing he muttered a charm that would cause him to forget about being a guard. And then he changed the golf cart back to normal.

"Prongs! Padfoot! Let's go!" Remus shoved them inside before anyone would notice what was going on. "COOL!" Sirius ran over to the nearest camera man and began asking random questions, which seemed to be frightening the poor man.

"What's your job?"

"To film people with the camera."

"Coooool. Can you see me?" He stuck his face in front of the lens and stuck his tongue out.

"Yes…" the man answered rather catiously.

"What's this do? And this? And this?" Sirius started poking in buttons while nearby James was inspecting an odd looking box.

"Hmmm."

"Hmm what?" His mind asked him. "I dunno, but don't even think about arguing with me!" Something else came up in his mind and he shouted outloud accidentally "I said NO!" The nearest people to him started with wide eyes, doing great impressions of some deer caught in the headlights.

"Let's see what this does." He pressed one button and music started playing. "Ugh, awful taste in music." He turned it back off and then flicked some switches. This time the white lights turned off and a blue one came on, then off and then a red one. Someone in charge of doing that realized what he was going and told him to get lost. Sirius on the other hand had gotten bored.

"Where's Moony?"

"Uhh…….." Sirius started looking over the wave of people moving about. "Over there!" The two raced over to the corner area Remus was in. Sirius won. Even though he cheated.

"And what might I ask is dear Moony doing?"

"Actually nothing." Surprisingly they had been here for less then an hour and they were causing trouble, yet Remus wasn't involved. And he was the one who suggested coming here!

"What's the matter with you?" Sirius demanded an explanation, but got no better of an answer than the previous one. "Er, nothing?"

"Okay fine then. I have a dare. For both of you." Remus and Sirius both leaned in while James explained the dare, occasionally glancing up and around for any eaves droppers. When he finished explaining, all three were grinning. This was going to be fun was the only thought on their minds.

Several seconds later, a microphone nowhere in sight, James was announcing something to everyone in the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to present to you fine people today. Moony, if you please." He paused and a sudden breeze burst through the room, closing the door, and somehow locking it.

"Alrighty, as I was saying. On with the show!"

Sirius was suddenly racing around on the floor in what appeared to be a horse race. On an invisible horse. Some teenage girls in the audience shrieked because it "scared them". Next minute there was Remus in the race.

"Folks, I must say, this is an amazing race. Padfoot, hey, mind if I call ya Paddy? Okay great. Paddy's in the lead, Moony's right behind…" James was pretty good at imitating annoucers who talk really super duper fast. "And the winner isssss NOT Paddy! Sorry mate, maybe next year. As for now, we must be going!"

With that James jumped down from his perch above the audience and landed behind Moony on his "horse." The three took off from the building when the door "suddenly" flew open.

"Well that, was fun."

It was well past 9 o' clock when Moony stated this, and just after 9:30 when they got home.

(A/N: Well, how was it?I hope everyone enjoyed it. Anywho, I'm thinking I'm only going to have one long, or two, mid-length chapters before I end my story. But in the meantime, review please?)