The Shortest Short Stories Ever: What Would You Do For A Klondike Bar?
By Spectra16
A/N: Hello. Sup? Should be doing my homework right now. Oops. Hehe. This chapter won't take long.
Disclaimer: I heart Sirius. I do not own songs to wear pants to references.
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Chapter Thirteen: BONUS STAGE!
Sir Cardogan was talking in his sleep, in the dark stair corridor of Hogwarts. No one (except maybe Boy Wonder) ever asked for the password this late at night. Cardogan's armor clanked as he adjusted his sleeping position to relative comfort. He snorted.
"I duel you, Mr. Monarski!" Sir Cardogan mumbled in his sleep. He clutched his sword grip on his belt. "You shall not defeat me again, you pig dog!"
Sirius grimaced as he watched Sir Cardogan mumble. Sirius almost seemed to fade into the dark hall. He pulled out a small piece of paper from his pocket, in which he had the incredible luck of finding on the ground. He looked at it closely, but couldn't see it in the darkness. Sirius pulled out his black wand.
"Lumos!" He whispered and looked at the several paragraphs written down. "Hey!" Sirius called to Cardogan. The knight woke with a start.
"Who goes there!" Cardogan looked around and found Sirius. Sirius ignored the request of his name and started with the password.
"I am a cowboy," Sirius muttered. Cardogan looked up.
"That was the password from three hours ago! That's not good here!"
Sirius continued to read off the rest.
"I've got a snow globe gun. Everyone I know should have one," Sirius spoke clearly.
"Nope." Sirius grunted.
"NO! You're wrong! You like to sing songs about tobogganing!" Sirius spoke hastily. Cardogan shook his head. Sirius bit his lip. Only one left.
"I love bunny rabbits and unicorns and fuzzy feelings in my heart," Sirius winced and looked up at Cardogan. He opened. Sirius sighed and entered.