Ch. 36
AN: I said stop flaming everyone! I bet that you're all seventy years old! Or *PORTERSUZ* you're a prep! Oh yeah, and thanks to Raven for the help! Have fun in England girl!
Even trips across the ocean will not free you from Tara's clutches. Also, portersuz? What does being old have to do with anything? Although I doubt we have any readers that old, it wouldn't be a bad thing really? It's nice to see people get creative, even if they have a billion wrinkles. :D
I looked around in a depressed manner.
Depressed! MY OTHER OLD ENEMY! DRAGON BEAM TO THE FACE!
Suddenly, I saw Professor Sinister, Bloody Mary, Socrates, Draco, Vampire and Willow.
Socrates? Someone save him.
"OMFG, I saw Sirius, Samaro, Snape and everyone in the past! I can't believe that Snape used to be a Goth!" I said.
Utterly shocking. Do go on, we're riveted.
"Yeah, I know," Sirius said sadly.
"Oh, hey there b*tch." Professor Trelawney said. She sounded emo. She drank some Voldemort serum.
Edited Out: Drinking while talking. Let's not break the laws of physics too much.
"Hi f*ck*r," I said. "Listen, Satan asked me out on a date so I need a sexy new outfit. We're going to a Goth concert and a movie. I'm playing in a Gothic band, so I need a new outfit for that too."
Do you want an outfit for eating too? You have enough clothes! Why are we buying more clothes!
"Oh my S*t*n!" gasped Bloody Mary. "Do you want to go to Hot Topic?" (AN: Get it, because she's Gothic!)
I'm not Gothic, but after this fanfic whenever I see a Goth, I'm going to feel the overwhelming urge to rush over and apologize for society's misdeeds. As well as for editing this fanfic.
"Oh my f*cking S*t*n! Let's have a group cutting session!" Professor Trelawney said.
"YAY! You can bring the knives! I'll take snacks and beverages!"
"I can't f*cking wait for that, but I need to get some stuff first," said Willow.
"Yeah, we need to brew a potion to fix Professor Trelawney's addiction. We need to brew a love potion for Ebony," Draco said reluctantly.
Edited Out: Resultent saying.