Disclaimer: I don't own them sniff but I will never give up hope that someday they will magically appear on my doorstep in a pretty box. . . .
Also, the beginning of this chapter is completely dialogue (minus the occasional sound effects)
(A/N: author notes)
thoughts
writing
speaking in the language of Makai-nese (and yes, I did make that name up)
speaking in Japanese
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"I
left my conscience
pressed between the pages
of the Bible in
the drawer.
What did it ever do for me,
I swear, I say.
It
never calls me when I'm down.
Love never wanted me,
but I took
it anyway.
Put your ear to the speaker
and choose love or
sympathy.
Love never calls, no.
Love never calls."
"White Crane! Would you be so kind az to turn down zhe stereo?" yells a boy in a German accent.
"Gehen Sie fickt sich," replies a girl
"White Crane and Black Crane are at it again, Big Brother." says a girl to, apparently, her big brother.
"What's your point?" replies a boy in a lazy tone.
"Jackass," the girl mutters darkly.
"Thanks for the compliment. Now go piss off, or somethin', ya got it?" says the boy in an idiotic accent. A telephone rings.
"Moshi moshi. Hello, ShadowFire! How is Egypt?-pause-Really? Wow.-pause-Sure, I'll tell him. Say hi to DragonFire and SweetSnow for me. Sayonara!" There's a click as the receiver is put back.
"That was ShadowFire. She says, and I quote, 'Fuck you, see you when Summer's over.'"
"Gee, I sure feel loved," says the boy from before.
"Suck it up."
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"Where are they?! They should be here by now!" exclaims a somehow-revived-Lily-Potter to a very irritated Minerva McGonagall.