Not really much to say anymore. Heh. I've explained it many times. Just wanted to say, sorry for the delay. I have been majorly wrapped up in my crossover fic, which everyone should read. So yeah, you read this right now and have fun. THEN read the crossover. Or vice-versa. Or whatever.
Also, still don't forget, italicized lines are spoken aloud.
Peter: Aw… Why won't my quill dance?
Remus: Maybe because, ah, I dunno… YOU'RE NOT EVEN ATTEMPTING THE SPELL?
Sirius: That could be a problem.
James: It could…
Peter: Oh, I actually have to do work? Well, forget that…
Remus: Peter, I often think to myself, "Boy, if he does that one more time, I may just have to smack him." I think it might be time to do just that…
Peter: No, no, no, look, I'm doing the spell, see?
(Peter nervously mutters a spell at his quill, which subsequently shoots across the room and hits another student in the eye. However, the other student is a Slytherin, and nobody really cares.)
James: Peter, careful! Or no, don't be careful. That was funny. Just don't hit me.
Sirius: Or me. I like my eyes.
Remus: And how far have you guys gotten in your practicing?
James: I got my quill to do sort of a little shuffle…
Sirius: Mine says he doesn't know how to dance, and that he's embarrassed and there's no way he's making a fool of himself in front of the girls.
(Remus points to his quill, which is currently break dancing.)
Peter: Remus, don't show off.
(Severus approaches, holding his quill.)
Severus: Lupin, I see you have made your quill break dance. However, its skills are inferior to my quill. Observe.
(Severus sets down his quill, which starts doing windmills on the desk.)
Remus: Oh you wanna go?
Severus: Bring it.
Remus: Oh it's already been broughten!
James: Uh oh.
Sirius: It's a Quill-off.
Peter: QUILL-OFF!
(A large crowd gathers to watch the dancing quills. Some funky hip-hop starts playing from out of nowhere and the quills start doing their top-rock dances as MWPP glares at their rival.)
Severus: Prepare to be annihilated.
Remus: Oh no you don't.
(Remus' quill does a backspin followed by a turtle.)
Severus: Lame!
(Severus' quill does the worm, going straight into a 1990.)
Remus: Yeah? Well check this!
(Remus makes his quill do a two-step going into a kip-up and finishing with a reverse chicken kick.)
Severus: FOOLISH MORTAL!
(Severus' quill does a coffee grinder and a side freeze and finishes with a triple airtrack.)
(The crowd gasps.)
Remus: Prepare yourself for this, my shniggy!
(Remus' quill does a 1080 on its head… er… point, followed by several windmills in quick succession, going into a backspin, and finishes off with an astonishing quintuple airtrack.)
(The crowd gasps even harder.)
Peter: Oh you just got served!
Sirius: Wizard served!
James: Burn-ness to the max extreme!
Severus: I WILL BE BACK!
(A puff of smoke pops up around Severus, as if he were about to disappear. But he didn't. He just kinda stood there and blinked as the cloud dissipated.)
Severus: Grrr…(This time he just walks away.)
James: Er, was it just me or was that exchange pretty lame?
Peter: No, it was kinda dumb.
Sirius: Yeah…
Remus: Izzy fizzy pushizzy to da dizzy my bizzies!
James: Somebody hit him.
Sirius: Okay.
(He did.)
Remus: OW! Dat hizzurted!
Peter: Sigh…
James: Peter, did you just write out the word "sigh"?
Peter: Why yes. Yes I did.
Sirius: Damn quill. It can't dance.
James: But it's doing the robot!
Sirius: I know. Like I said… It can't dance.
Peter: Mine's doing the river dance.
Remus: Haha, frizzutay!
Peter: What, are you calling my quill gay?
Remus: Oh nah, I'm just sayin' dat river dance is for sissies like yizzou!
Sirius: This is just getting silly.
James: It is.
Sirius: It must end.
Peter: But how?
Remus: Just stop wrizziting mah bizznotches!
James: Okay…
(And they did. Which means that this is the end of chapter five.)
Wow, that was weird! I guess I shouldn't watch this much ATHF and mimic MC P Pants. Oh well, you can't do nothin'! I'm out my shniggies! And don't forget to review homie dawg g-money-izzles!