Crazy For You (aka The Kanta Thing)
Chapter Two: Sporks and Eggs
Kanta sprinted full speed into the Great Hall doors, hands in front so as not to seriously injure her head with an impact. "Whee sunshine!" she cheered. Students turned their heads to her, and most looked like they were in awe at how much she could love the world. Kanta poked a random student in the head as she passed their table. Thankfully, it was a fifth-year Ravenclaw boy, and not a seventh-year Slytherin.
Giving the table a light poke, she slid into her seat and looked at the food around her. She gathered a half-plate of scrambled eggs, two pieces of eggy bread, and one piece of bacon. Pouring sugar on her eggy bread and pumpkin juice in her goblet, she turned toward Melissa, who was just taking her seat at that moment. Melissa shook her head slowly and gave a low laugh.
"Looks like your scrambled eggs are going to have a snowball fight on your eggy bread." she told Kanta, eyeing the mound that was growing on her plate with raised eyebrows.
Kanta brushed it off with a humored smile and explained, "Don't be silly, snow isn't as sweet or soft as sugar."
"THE LIGHT! THE SUN! IT BURNS! THE PAAAAAAIN!" yelled a dramatic voice at the entrance to the Great Hall. Contrary to Kanta's entrance, everyone turned their heads and they were in awe at how much a Gryffindor could hate light. Sure enough, Sirius was standing there, with Remus, James, and Peter edging away from him and his spotlight. His arms were crossed at the wrists and held in front of his eyes to shield him from the bright sunlight that was flooding into the Great Hall. He had a habit of looking up, which could hurt sometimes.
A good third of the students laughed. Sirius, after giving himself time to adjust to the light, grinned. He turned to James, "It's getting harder and harder to get the whole school to laugh."
Remus chimed in, "Did the whole school ever laugh? Slytherins bite their lips in an attempt not to."
"Of course they did," James said dryly, as if he had rehearsed this until it was drilled into his skull with a jackhammer, "With what Sirius did before everyone was sorted."
And that is a story to be told another time. Because it deserves proper audience, proper context, proper person to explain it, et cetera. So we fast forward to when they're seated.
Now the Marauders sit three-quarters of the way down from the Staff table. Which is an estimated quarter from where Kanta usually sits, somewhere in the middle. Sirius sits next to Remus, across from James who is next to Peter. This is so Remus can moderate how much sugar Sirius is pouring on his food, how much sugary substances he is taking in, and how much caffeine he drinks.
This time, Sirius decided to skip the sugar and go straight for the caffeine. Instead of the usual pumpkin juice, he grabbed coffee. The coffee was usually reserved for seventh years, but Sirius poured it into his goblet, filling it halfway. He filled most of the rest with milk, added three spoonfuls of sugar, and stirred. And he did this all rather fast so Remus wouldn't stop him, the stirring causing some coffee to overflow.
He was almost done with his calculated stirring when Remus grabbed his hand. "Sirius," he said, almost pleadingly, "No caffeine." And with a simple drought charm, Sirius's coffee was gone.
"Screw you, Moony." he muttered, but reached for some pumpkin juice and soon forgot that he had even tried to get coffee.
"A SPORK!" yelled a voice excitedly. For a moment, all of the students looked around to see where the noise had come from, some immediately thinking it was Sirius. Sirius, however, was trampling out of his seat and over to the source of the noise, eyes lit up.
There it was. An amazing sight to behold. A crossbreed of eating utensils. The end result of "the fork ran away with the spoon". A spork. In the hands of the auburn-haired Kanta… something. Kanta wasn't a big fan of her last name, and therefore very few people knew it. Sirius took a seat backwards between her and Melissa.
"Yay spork!" he said, poking the sharp prongs, then pulling his finger back. He rubbed it gently with the other hand a muttered a small "Ow."
"Hiya, Siri-dude," greeted Kanta, taking no notice of his apparent pain. She was cradling the spork in her hands, rubbing the bent-spoon part across her cheek with the prongs leaving little white lines in her skin. When she either noticed she was cutting herself, felt the pain, or simply got hungry, she poked the spork into her scrambled eggs and held it in midair for a second, leveling it with her eyes, watching it wobble.
Before it got snatched out of her hand. Sirius grabbed the spork, eggs ad all, and ran back to his seat, not sitting fully in as he half-expected her to chase him. Which she attempted to do, falling spectacularly out of her seat and running before she hit the floor. He had just enough time to stuff the entire thing in his pocket and stand up before she nearly ran into him.
"I want my spork!" she whined, simply looking him in the face. She wasn't about to reach into his pocket with Maize Mayes sitting right there, looking like she wanted to growl. But she did want that spork back. Sirius glanced down the Gryffindor table and spotted another of the utensil over by Lily Evans, who was a good deal closer to the staff table. He maneuvered around Kanta and ran down there, Kanta in tow.
"Lily, can I have your spork?" he asked, trying not to sound out of breath. He didn't wait for an answer, which would inevitably be "no", before he took it and turned to run back when he realized Kanta was less than a foot away from him. He held up the spork and handed it to her.
He gave her a smile, "Here you go."
She narrowed here eyes, but could not resist being happy that she at least got a spork, if not her own spork. "Thanks," she said, and walked simply back to her seat and sat down to eat what was left of her over-sugared eggy bread.
Author's Note: I know my chapters are short. But they're more manageable that way, and it more evenly divides when I write and stuff. I have to write a whole chapter at once or I freak out. The only distraction allowed is 3D Pinball for Windows- Space Cadet. My high score is 1,873,250. Woo! And I've finally discovered I can write when I'm not really 'in the mood' to write. So chapters will come, people, chapters will come! If you liked, review. If you didn't, review anyway and say why not. 'Kay. Thanks. Bye.