YAY FOR UPDATES! Yes once again I am going on an update spree just to leave you for another few months. Sorry 'bout that.
TO THE CHAPTER!
Dear Prongs
Have I ever told you how much I hate the Christmas holidays? Well I hate the Christmas holidays.
Padfoot
Dear Padfoot
That's a lie and you know it. You just don't like your family (which is understandable).
Prongs
Dear Prongs
You are not being a very good friend. You are meant to console me in my time of need, not point out my lies, that's Moony's job.
Padfoot
Dear Padfoot
I have no idea what you are talking about, I am an amazing friend. And as for that being Moony's job, Moony's not here and I felt the need to, what does he call it? Oh yeah, inject some sense into this conversation.
Prongs
Dear Prongs
I have no idea why he doesn't think our conversations have sense, we are full of sense, we are like the kings of sense in fact.
Also can I come to your house for a while my family wants to kill me (more than usual).
Padfoot
Dear Padfoot
You're right, we are, we should tell him just that.
My mum says you can come round tomorrow if you want, and she'll be making pancakes.
Prongs
Dear Moony
We have finally decided that we have had enough of your smarty pants comments about 'injecting sense into conversations', as we have decided we are very sensible and have as such also decreed ourselves The Kings of Sense.
If you have any problems with our declaration, please take it up with Peter as we really can't be bothered with it.
Padfoot and Prongs (The Kings of Sense)
Dear Padfoot and Prongs (The Kings of Nonsense)
The day you two become kings of anything like sense if the day that Peter joins the ballet and I stop eating chocolate.
Moony (The King of Being Exasperated By You Two)
Well I suppose I'm done.
I shall also be trying to update Contrary To Popular Belief if you are following that, and that's about it.
See ya peoples.
NobodyOfInterest (The Queen of Lack of Updates)