A/N: I am terribly sorry for the wait. School started up a bit ago, and I have not had much free-time. Here is the update. Also, I'd like to thank my reviewers, for without them, none of this would be possible ;-D
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Last time...
Remus groaned and rolled under his bed. "Wake me when he is asleep."
1 "Remus don't go under there!" Remus peeked out from under the bed. "And why shouldn't I?""...uh...Because 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!"
Now...
Sirius grabbed the back of Remus' shirt, yanking him out from under the bunnies-of-dust infested bed.
"Sirius! There are no dust bunnies!"
"Of course there isn't, they're chickens!"
They were interrupted by James poking- did I say poking? I meant, STABBING Sirius in the back of his head with his wand.
Disgruntled, Sirius glared at his friend, not noticing Remus inch back under his four-poster. "What the Hell do you want Prongs?"
James didn't answer, and continued to jab him with his wand. "James! Cease and desist!"
Peter looked up from his head-banging. "Ya know, it's very likely that Sirius doesn't know the meaning of either of those words."
Sirius huffed in annoyance at his fellow Gryffindors. "As a matter of fact Peter, I DO know what they mean,' cease', means to stop, to end, or t-" , he was interrupted in the middle of his 'lesson' when he felt something wet on his hand- which was still covering James' mouth. "Ack! What the Hell!?"
Ripping his hand away, he wiped the saliva onto his robes, sending a disgusted look towards James, who was grinning impishly.
"That was sick, Prongs, just sick, and because of that, you will never be aloud in my club, EVER! So nyah!" That said, he hopped into his bed, pulling the curtains closed.
A few seconds passed by with nothing but silence. Peter said, to nobody in particular, "I think I just heard a pin drop on carpet..."
A muffled voice came from under Moony's bed. "Is he done?"
James nodded, "Yep, you can come out." Remus rolled out from under the bed, sighing in relief.
Frank looked up, "You know, a friend of mine once told me that 'yep', is Russian for 'sex'."
Peter giggled.
And then more silence...
Until the most unexpected thing happened...
Sorry its not to long, about 3 pages. Maybe as an early Christmas present, you all could give me some reviews? Hehe? I'll try to update as soon as I can! Promise! Toodles!