A/n: Hi. OMG I UPDATED! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy and trying to think up of ways to make this fic better. Dunno why, but it seems to be like a fluff to me. And it seems like everyone's happy, everything's going great, and too much dialogue. Don't you think so?

I have also begun writing a Hermione/Ron fic, but I have only written down a page of that in a week. I'm slow. And don't expect the new fic to be posted soon cause I wanna get at least 3 chapters done before I post. So that way I'll be able to be ahead of ya'll and not leave you with any updates for weeks at a time.

Now here are my wonderful reviewers:

Auntarctic: I know they're clueless. They're even more clueless than me when it comes to cooking. (And that's really clueless cause I can barely make a salad, it takes me an hour to make one. And I end up cutting myself at least once....)

Wahooligan08: It will, it will. It'll be cool if I could collect all my funniest lines, but I don't know which ones are really that funny.

Jersey Princess: Okay, you reviewed 20 times, I think I can safely assume that you like this fic. 20 times! Wow, that really cluttered up my mail box. I ended up having to read my reviews from cause I was tired of clicking! Email, me okay? I tried to e-mail you but I couldn't find your email address.

Clueless: lol. I can't update that fast. I'm a slow writer now that school has started. But I'm glad I'm getting some new reviewers, it makes me feel good.

Okay......

Enjoy.

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Chapter 21

Nightmares of Hell (part 2)

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CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER 21........

"Okay, we got the sugar, syrup, what else?" asked Remus.

"The food coloring."

"And don't forget the flowers."

"Maybe we should add salt too." Suggested Peter.

"Why?"

"Well, I've seen my grandma cook and she says that you need to put salt in everything."

"Okay." James shrugged.

"Peter, that may be the most sensible thing that you have said in............5 years!" exclaimed Sirius.

Peter looked proud.

"How much salt?" asked Remus.

"Just dump in the whole packet in." Peter said carelessly.

Sirius picked up a 5 pound package of salt and dumped it into the huge bowl.

"Okay. Well, crew, dump 'em in." said Remus.

Sirius asked, "Do I dump the whole bag of flowers in?"

"Yeah, sure." Said Remus distractingly.

"okay." Sirius shrugged and turned his bag of picked flowers upside down. A couple flowers landed on the floor. Those Sirius picked up and put back in the huge bowl.

"Guys, problem." Said James.

"What's wrong now?" asked Remus.

"I can't find any food coloring."

"Oh well. Then we're done. But how are we supposed to feed the whole school with only one bowl?"

As if to answer Remus' question, the bowl multiplied into 8 bowls. Then it picked itself up and floated over to the oven. One by one the bowls went inside the oven. After the last one entered, the oven door closed itself.

"Now we can relax." Said Sirius, leaning back into the open fridge door. He let out a yelp as he came crashing down on top of James and into the cold icy nature of the refrigerator.

Remus started laughing uncontrollably.

"Oh very funny Moony," said Sirius from the fridge. "Let's all laugh at Padfoot."

"Padfoot?" asked James.

"Yes Jamie-boy?" I didn't make up that name. I got it from some other writer, forgot who it was.

"Get the hell off of me!"

Sirius rolled over so James could free himself.

"Thank you."

"No problem Prongs."

"I was being sarcastic."

"Well, then you're welcome anyways."

James punched Sirius playfully.

"What were you doing in the 'fridge anyway Prongs?"

"I was looking for the food coloring."

"Did you find it?"

"Nope. I found something better." James held up a tube.

"Oooooo...icing!" exclaimed Peter.

"Gimme!" Sirius tried to snatch the tube away from James.

"No need to fight Padfoot, there's more of it in the fridge."

Sirius started digging in the refrigerator, throwing all kinds of vegetables and fruit out. Remus ducked as an apple was thrown at him. Peter got hit right in the head with an orange. Sirius found a whole box of icing and brought it out of the refrigerator.

"Gimme a tube!" said Remus.

Sirius hugged the box and in a dog-like manner growled at Remus, "mine...You'll never get it!"

"Er....okay." said Remus.

"Oh yeah, now I remember what I needed to tell you, Sirius is crazy for icing." Said James.

"We can see that." Said Remus, looking at Sirius who had a dreamy look on his while holding the box of icing like it was a baby.

Peter approached Sirius cautiously and tried to take the box away from him. The dreamy look on Sirius' face turned to an overprotective look, the kind that your dad gives you when you tell him that you're going on your first date or hanging out with a boy. ("A boy! You are not going anywhere young lady! Go watch some TV!" My dad don't do that but my friend's dad does.)

"My icing." Said Sirius.

Peter immediately backed away.

Remus tried to take the icing from Sirius next. "Easy now," he coaxed, "Just give me that box and no one will get on. I know you're tired of holding it........easy now..." Sirius turned to Remus. He looked at him oddly, and then backed away, clutching the box like it was his life.

"We're never gonna be able to get the icing away from him." said James.

"And it's all your fault." Accused Remus.

"How is it my fault?"

"If you had warned us about how protective Sirius gets of icing, we wouldn't be in this mess." Said Remus.

"It's not a mess. And it's certainly not my fault."

"Hold on, I have an idea." Said Peter. He went back into the fridge and dug around for a while. He emerged with a bowl of chocolate fudge ice cream. A/n: Mmmmm...tasty

Sirius' eyes went blank for a moment. He thrusted the box of icing to Remus. "I don't want icing. I want ice cream." Peter gave him the bowl of ice cream. Not even bothering with a spoon, Sirius dug in with his hands and began eating.

"I found the food-coloring." Said James to no one in particular.

"Ugh. Padfoot could at least use a spoon." Said Remus, flinching at the sight.

"Don't get on about his eating habits. This always happens when he hasn't eaten in a while and is very hungry." Said James.

A bell rang and the oven door opened. The bowls wobbled out and lined up in a line.

"Okay, the pancakes are ready." Said James proudly.

"What pancakes? Those look like burned cakes." Said Remus.

James dumped golden-brown food-coloring that he found on the pancakes.

Sirius finished the ice cream in record time. He sniffed at the pancakes with interest. "They smell like flowers."

Remus sniffed too. "They do indeed. Did someone put an aroma flower leaf or something in it?"

"I put flowers in it like you said to put." Said Sirius.

"Flours?" asked Remus confusingly. "Hold on...Flowers? You put flowers in it!"

"You said put flowers in it!" replied Sirius.

"No I didn't! I said flour! F-L-O-U-R!"

"Oh. Big difference. They'll taste the same." Shrugged Sirius.

"Uh oh. It's time for breakfast." Said James.

The bowls shuffled over to the 4 house tables and began to put pancakes on the plates. They were done in no time. Soon the tables disappeared and the Marauders went up to the Great Hall.

"Attention, Today's breakfast was especially made by Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew." Said Dumbledore. "Let them be recognized."

The Great Hall clapped.

The Marauders stood up from the Gryffindor table. James and Sirius were standing on the table and yelling to the crowd, "Thank you! Ya'll love us this much? We'll sign autographs later." Stacy and Remus had to struggle to get them to come down. ("No! These are our people! You can't take them away!")

"Er...Thank you for that...queer...statement." Said Dumbledore. He snapped his fingers and pancakes made by the Marauders appeared on everyone's plates.

Everyone began inspecting the pancakes.

Stacy sniffed the pancakes curiously. "Did you put in some herb or something?"

"Uh.....we put flowers in it." Said Sirius.

"Okay..." Stacy inspected the pancakes very closely. "Are these completely safe to eat?"

Sirius was about to reply but Remus stepped on his foot by 'accident'.

"Yes, yes, of course, we stuck to the recipes 100 of the time." Said Remus.

Lily looked at the Marauders with suspicion. She pushed her plate away from her. "I don't trust their cooking. I remember James tried to cook me a—

Stacy raised her eyebrow.

"Cooked what? Cooked what?" asked Sirius eagerly.

"Uh...nothing." Lily buried her head in the book that she was reading. Her forehead was shining bright pink.

"Riiiiiiiight. And I'm Stacy Malfoy." Said Stacy sarcastically.

The Great Hall finished inspecting the pancakes. Taking a deep breath, the students plunged their forks into the pancakes and took a bite.

"Gross", "ew", and "bleh" went through the hall, followed by other words of disgust.

Stacy spit out her bite of the pancake and wiped her mouth. "Yuck, what did you put in it? Flowers?"

"He told me to get flower so I went and got flowers!" exclaimed Sirius, pointing a finger at Remus.

"Me? I meant flour, F-L-O-U-R, I never said flower, F-L-O-W-E-R."

"Well you know I'm clueless when it comes to cooking." Said Sirius.

"We can see that." Said Stacy.

Students were grumbling and leaving the Great Hall to their houses in search for food. Dumbledore wiped his mouth too, he was one of those that trusted the Marauders cooking skills.

"Potter, Black, Sirius, and Pettigrew, you are excused from cooking for the school for the whole week or for whatever time Minerva said you were supposed to cook.

"But why?" whined Sirius. "I was beginning to enjoy the precise art of cooking."

"Well, no one else seemed to 'enjoy' it, trust me." Said Lily.

"Sirius, did you learn a lesson today?" asked Stacy.

"To never confuse flour and flower?" asked Sirius.

"NO. To never try to cook ever again."

"Oh that. Well, you see, I was thinking that I wasn't treated fairly and that I should be given a second chance at this cooking thing..."

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A/n: Me again. I hope this chapter was better, I've been working on it for a while.

Wow, I'm close to 200 reviews ..............hold on...............What!!!! I only got 4 reviewers from the last chapter? That's wrong people, that's wrong. I'm used to getting at least 10. Now you don't want me to set a review(er) block thingy where unless I get at least 10 reviews? And if it's less than 10, no updates? I'm afraid I have to do that otherwise I'll never to reach 500-1,000 reviews. Eh, who am I kidding, like that'll ever happen.......but still....

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