Disclaimer: Today for the sake of the story we, as in I, LordHighCommanderOfTheUniverse, him, Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin, and her, Pixie, have all briefly put aside world domination plots, so that we may attempt to fill in the gigantic crevices that are our plot holes. Therefore, we do not own the characters and what not. However, we do own a wonderful plot hole the size of… well, a really big hole.

In memory of Zeltz. The best stolen penguin from the zoo I shall ever have known. His life was ended so unfortunately by being eaten by Stephano.

Harry Potter and the Baker's Batter

Plot Hole Filler - Extreme Fluffy Mcnutter Gap Holder for all your plot hole filling needs!

"Alright, Pixie, just dump the whole can on the last chapter, while I start working on illogical explanations for everything," shouts Person while making vague hand gestures at Pixie.

"Yeah, yeah, we're working on it," Pixie yelled back.

"Wait, what do you mean we?"

"The sock and me, man!"

"Oh… I sense a bad idea coming."

"Just start typing!"

NEXT CHAPTER! Because-I'm-too-lazy-to-fi- OOH SHINY THING!

Here's what the shiny label on the weird can reads! "Inconveniently placed warning label - Warning: prolonged and excessive exposure to Extreme Fluffy Mcnutter Gap Holder may cause mutations."

That's a bit odd…

"OH CRAP!"

"…. What now?"

Pixie's attention, as well as mine, and soon yours, was transfixed upon Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin, who was beginning to mutate. Everything likes to come back and bite me on the bum. Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin's mutation was err… interesting. He grew a body and legs and an arm and another arm and a toe and nine other toes and three fingers and then two more. However he didn't get a head. His sock body was his head. Poor Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin was very deformed, as well as cackling maniacally.

"I AM ALIVE!" screamed Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin, who could now speak.

"We're screwed aren't we?" asked Pixie.

"Somebody save me!" I cried.

"One Sock to rule them all, One Sock to find them, One Sock to bring them all and in the pinkness bind them, In the Land of Stupidity where the Mary-Sues lie," dramatically stated Mister Bibbsley-Tibbsley-Mibbsley-Smacker-Dacker-Pootin before running out the door.

"…"

"Lock the doors! Bolt the windows! Secure the area so he can't get back in!"

And so we end this attempt at a chapter, to arm ourselves for safety reasons that you simply wouldn't understand. Even though you know what's going on… or do you? Please turn on your radio and listen to sinister sounding music as we prepare for battle- err the next chapter I mean… hehe.