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The four marauders sat at the breakfast table; they were munching on their toast. All except James.
James Potter had a bowl in his lap, which contained a strange substance. He was mixing it with his wand and chuckling evilly.
"What's wrong with Prongs?" Sirius asked
"Who knows," Remus and Peter replied
James giggled shrilly, and Sirius waved his hand in front of the boy's face.
"What?" James asked, looking up
"What's in the bowl?"
"Icing,"
"Icing?"
"Yeah, icing,"
"Icing?"
"Yeah icing,"
"Icing?"
"Yeah, icing,"
"Icing?"
"Yeah icing,"
"Ici –"
"I THINK WE'VE ESTABLISED THAT IT'S ICING!" screamed Remus, earning him a detention from McGonagall.
"Err, Prongs mate," Sirius asked cautiously, "Is there any reason why it's green?"
"Yep," replied James
"Are you gonna tell us?"
"Yep,"
"So what is it?"
"I like green," he replied simply
"You like green?"
"Yeah, I like green,"
"You like gr –"
"Oh good God," sighed Remus.
"That's insane dude," Sirius shook his head, then grinned broadly.
Sure enough, 10 minutes later, there was a new addition to the list.
4) Turning icing green for the fun of it
Not that James cared. He was perfectly content with his green icing. And his green fingers. And green face. And slightly green hair.
Sirius was only trying to help. After all, James liked green, didn't he?
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