We locked at the preps coming at us in the distance, al wearing pink and shouting prep things.
We both got out our wand s in a final stand for gothism!
I zaped up the mud from the flor and threw it at the preps!
The preps were suddenly al covered in mud!
The preps al kept coming at us, but wen they saw the mud, tehy all commited genocide, like the empress did.
We laughed at the preps, so shallow, only carring for apperences.
"You know..." I sed, "For a bok with such a gothly cover, it realy isn't that gothly at all, its ful of preps!!!"
Harry laughed at my coment, and we ran off together. A sign post red, the 'desert of colors'
We stepped into the desert of Clors. But we didn't see gothing (Geddit, insted of nothing coz im goffick).
We stepped onto the desert, and suddenly, the desert turned blak! It must have detected us goffs!
We ran onto the desert, and laughed as the prep trees becam goffick dark trees.
We raced around in the dark forest.
But... in the middle of our desert, we saw a shop. A prep shop. No matter how hard we thorght gothly thoughs, the prep shop remained.
So we went into the shop to teach it a lessin itl'l never forget!
(AN - oh no, spekeing of preps, if ur a prep dont leaf a comment!)