 Starlightangel's EEFFD - Sa13+
She-Psycho!'s dare:
-Everything happens inside a toilet.
-At some point two character must bump their heads and Trelawney must try make a prediction out from the bumps which becomes true.
-Malfoy runs out of toilet paper and ... invent an outcome which includes a toothbush, money/bribbing and thousand a little fairies of doom Summoned by Moaning Myrtle.
-Neville must be scared to death for some reason (which is NOT the fairies of doom).
-The following things must be said:
*"Dumbledore's old socks are taking a stroll by their own"
*"DO NOT ENTER! Sir Cadogan is flirting with the mermaid in there."
*"I'm doing it for free"
*"I REALLY need to pee!!!"
Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Neville and for a reason unknown, Professor Trelawny were all hanging out in a toilet. The convocation they were sharing was rather amusing as they watched Harry chase Neville around the toilet demanding that Neville give back Harry’s golden tiara.
“it’s my tiara Neville! Give it back!”
”Never! It’s mine!”
”Give it back!” Harry whined as Neville stopped suddenly forcing Harry to slam into the back of him throwing the tiara out of Nevilles’ hands.
“MY TIARA!”
”MY HEAD!”
”MY HEAD!”
“Let me feel those bumps! I might be able to predict your deaths!”
Trelawney hurried over to the pair that were holding onto their heads and moaning in pain. She clamped her hands onto their heads making thoughtful noises as she probed their throbbing skulls.
“Hmmm”
She chewed her bottom lip as she thought, her eyes rolling back into her head, making her look positively horrifying.
“Ah HA! Harry Potter! You shall turn into a pink fairy in the next five minutes! Neville you shall become betrothed to that sink over there in ten minutes!”
She let go of their heads and the boys sat up, Harry still sobbing over his tiara. They weren’t particularly worried, her predictions never came true…
“Ah well sorry about your tiara Harry, you’ll get a new one, it will be better anyway”
”Yeah you're probably right”
At this point the door opens and Malfoy staggers in holding himslef in an awkward place screaming:
“I REALLY need a pee!”
He rushes towards the nearest toilet and slams the door as Dumbledore's old socks comes through the door. The old socks sit on a sink and begin to watch the whole fiasco.
“Are those Dumbledore's old socks?”
“Yeah, Dumbledore’s old socks are taking a stroll by their own”
“Why?”
”I dunno, stop asking me questions!”
The convocation stops as a loud pooping sound comes from Harry as he turns into a pink fairy complete with hot pink wings.
“OH MY GOD NO!”
He screams and runs out the room clutching his baby pink hair.
“Wow, your prediction came true!”
“I know, we must all be afraid, very afraid…”
Hermione nodded in a very sober way and looks at Ginny who is arguing with Malfoy.
“ Look Weasley! I have run out of toilet paper and I need some more, can you PLEASE get me some!”
“I don’t know…”
”PLEASE? I’ll give you my tooth brush!”
”I’m not sure….”
”I’ll give you money, I know you Weasley’s need it!”
“No”
”PLEASE? Or I’ll summon my Dad”
”HA! I shall summon my thousand little fairies of Doom!”
Ginny waves her hands about and thousands of little fairies come giggling from the tap Dumbledore's old socks are sitting on. Neville looked at where the giggling came from and screams.
“NEVILLE! What’s up?”
”S…S…SOCKS! AHHHHHHHHH!”
With his last scream he falls to the floor dead as Ron checks on him.
“He’s dead”
“What are we going to do with him?”
”I dunno, flush him down the toilet?”
”Ok”
Ron picks him up and begins to head towards a toilet but is stopped by Hermione’s yell.
“What?”
“DO NOT ENTER! Sir Cadogan is flirting with the mermaid in there”
Ron shuddered at the thought and headed for the next toilet as Trelawney asks him for the price they would have to pay him for disposing of Neville’s dead body.
“I’m doing it for free.”
”Fair enough”
There was a large amount of flushing sounds as the body was flushed away, Malfoy came out the toilet looking relieved, Ginny’s fairies flew back into the sink, the sink never got married to Neville, Malfoy stole Harry’s tiara fixed it and is wearing it now, admiring himself in the mirror, Harry became the president of all pink fairies and all was well.
Last edited by starlightangel : 11-16-2004 at 06:51 PM.
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