Gah! Sorry for not updating! And this is gonna be a short chapter . sorries! I'll update later and it will be an extra-long chapter 'cause my friend will help me out with it!(And if she doesn't I will make her . )
Thank you to my two review(LOL)-ers; Helena Valentine, and watching-waiting-wishing!
CHAPTER 3! "The Chicken Lord."
Poke. "Remus," Poke. "Remus," Poke. "Remus," Poke. "Rem-" "WHAT!"
Sirius pulled his hand back a hurt look on his face. "I-i'm s-s-orry..," Tears started welling up in the animagus' eyes.
"Er..." Lupin blinked a few times and sighed...again. "I'm sorry Padfoot, I didn't mean to ye-"
"YAY! HUG!...AGAIN!"
Remus dodged the glomp and rolled off his bed. "No hugs for Moony, Sirius!"
"Awww...C'mon Moony! Peter, Paul, and Mary over there aint not fun to hug!"
Frank and James glared at him. Peter just kept wacking his head on the poor abused wall. Remus blinked. "'Aint not fun'?". Sirius grinned and nodded.
Remus sighed...that might cause some breathing problems in the future O.o ."Butchering the English language, one syllable at a time."
"And damn proud of it!"
"That I am sure of..."
"SQUEE! I wanna hug Remmie!", Remus couldnt dodge this hug and was squashed in-between Sirius and the floor.(As a Remus/Sirius shipper, and one who was kicked out of the theatre for hollaring slash-related comments during PoA I would take this time to have them start snogging...But sense this is not a slash fic I shall hold back my urges)
"Ugh! Sirius gerrof-wait...did you just call me 'Remmie'?"
Ignoring the question Sirius jumped off of Remus and ran over to Frank's bed, landing on his Potions essay. "Oi! Sirius, couldn't you 'ave squashed James' essay instead of mine?"
"Eh, nope sorry Frankie, Jamie's essay just isn't as homey as yours."
Peter stopped his head-banging, and looked over at Sirius. "What the Hell is with the 'ie's?"
Sirius grinned...again O.o. "Silly! Everyone knows 'i' comes before 'e' in the alphabet!"
"Hehe...I could be a french fry..."
"What the Hell...?" Remus slammed his head down on the floor. "You know what? I don't wanna know..."
"Oh but the chickens know Remmie! And sense you asked...the chickens shall answer...for they know all..."
"Well, where are the chickens?"
Sirius glared at him. "Do not question the chickens Moony! or else you too, shall become a french fry like myself...I disobeyed them...so they turned me into a chicken french fry..."
James blinked. "So...that means you used to be a chicken too?"
"Hush Jamie!" Sirius clamped a hand over James' mouth. "No one else is to know...that I...am a spy for the chicken lord..."
Peter looked up again. "The chicken lord?"
"Yes, the chicken lord..."
"The one who lives on white-meat lane?"
"YES! That one! Now hush Peter Pan!"
"Who is Peter pan?"
"I do not know! Ask the chickens!"
"But you're a chicken so you can answer me..."
"DO NOT SPEAK OF IT PETER!"
Remus groaned and rolled under his bed. "Wake me when he is asleep."
"Remus don't go under there!" Remus peeked out from under the bed. "And why shouldn't I?"
"...uh...Becuase the Chickens are under there!"
"..." The werewolf went back under for a few moments and came back out. "Padfoot, there's nothing under here besides dust-bunnies..."
"Well...er...THE CHICKENS ARE DISGUISED AS THE DUST-BUNNIES!"
"...Goodnight Padfoot." Sirius gasped. "Moony no!"
What will happen? Will Remus get devoured by the chicken-dust-bunnies? Will Peter keep abusing the poor wall? Will Frank fix his essay? Will James get Sirius to let go of his mouth? Find out next time on...DRAGON BALL Z!...er...I mean..."They Should Put Warning Labels On Those Frogs"!
So there ya go's Happy reading and er...Helena Valenitne, I knew that was a clone!...I really did! -Shifty eyes-