Disclaimer: If I were to own anything thing related to this story, there would be no need for me to beg my family for money as soon as I'm done posting this…
AN: Guess who's back, back again. Spastics back…tell a friend! Did you all miss me?! I miss all you guys. But I'm here now, and with the highly anticipated sequel to Chicken Pox! YAY! Enjoy, and remember to Review. I Promise you. If you loved CPaSL then you will love its sequel!
Chapter One: I Was Born on a Pirate Ship…
'Was that bloody necessary?' comes a disgruntled voice out side the "sick ward".
'It seemed funny at the time! Now it's kind of gooey, but still funny.' Says a second voice, female this time.
'Why do we need to go back in there?' Asks a third voice, almost identical to the first.
'Because enquiring minds want to know!' Says the female voice.
'I don't want to know what those two are doing.' The third voice says.
'Can we get back to my gooey predicament?' Asks the first.
'No one cares about your gooey predicament.' says the third.
'I care' says the only female innocently.
'You should' says the third at the same time the first says 'Thank you my chocolate chew'
'I thought I wasn't your chocolate chew?' The third voice hushes them as he leans his ear on the door.
'If we must go back in there, I want to make sure I'm not walking in on anything that would permanently scar my brain, and cause me to have nightmares.'
'Then don't look in the mirror.' The female retorts playfully.
'Hey! I AM his twin you know.' retorts the first
'Sorry George.'
'Well, let's go, it's quiet in there.' Says Fred
'You know, that could be-' Starts George but decides its better not to say anything. The three open the door and walk in quietly.
'Ah, memories.' Sighs George. 'We haven't been in here in forever'
'George, we only left this morning. That was only about 6 hours ago.' Hermione shakes her head looking at her boyfriend.
'But it feels like forever' Defends George. Hermione rolls her eyes.
'Hey guys, I don't mean to interrupt you lovers quarrel. But I do believe they tried to write a long.' Fred says from where he stands by the desk.
'Already?' Hermione walks to Fred, followed by George as he mumbles 'Well it does.'
'Hermione! I had no idea you knew how to take care of that!' Fred says grinning
'Take care of what?' she inquires.
'They didn't say.' He pauses, 'But I guess Forge and I know the proper technique.' Curious, George and Hermione take the log from Fred and read it.
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"Stargate Log PQRF626
Don't know how much longer I can survive it in here. I'm going insane! The walls are closing in on me! I
Sorry, Ron was calling me.
These logs are harder then I thought. Have to hand it to 'Mione and the twins. How DID they do it?
This is turning out to be a diary
I'll try to recap what happened earlier:
Fred, George, and Hermione left
Ron and I 'ate' soup…and played
Went to bed
Had a really weird dream about Pirates
Woke up sticky
Sigh, Ron's calling me again. I have to go back to bed.
Interesting…
Wish 'Mione were here, she'd know how to take care of 'THAT'
Wish the twins were here too, they'd know the proper technique
Ow! I bit my tong.
Oh hell, that's it."
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'They don't know what their doing do they?' George says as he looks up at Fred, then at the sleeping duo. 'Should we wake-'
'Hey you two! Wake up!' Fred shouts from where he stands next to the desk.
'Them.' George finishes lamely.
'No mummy, I swear, I didn't know Harry was in the shower.' Ron mumbles before turning over and snuggling back into the covers. Harry only snores.
'Let me, I have to get them up most of the time at school.' Hermione says stifling her giggles at Ron's words. She walks over to his bed whispers in his ear. 'Wakie wakie eggs and bakie!'
'Eggs and bacon?! Where!?' Ron says sitting up. The twins laugh while 'Mione rolls her eyes.
'Well, that takes care of him, but what about our little hero?' asks Fred. Hermione glances at George before getting up and climbing in bed with Harry.
She lays facing him, and strokes his nose.
'Harry sweetie, its time to get up'
'5 more minutes' he mumbles before snuggling up to Hermione.
'No, now Harry or you won't get your surprise' she says, glancing at George out of the corner of her eye, to see his face. Harry opens one eye.
'A surprise?!' Hermione nods and Harry sits up excitedly. 'So where's my surprise?' he looks around.
'Um, surprise?' Fred says shrugging and grinning innocently. Hermione stands and moves over to the twins. George immediately wraps his arms around her.
'They don't have a surprise for you Harry. She lied. Just like she did with my bacon.' Ron says, his arms crossed.
'Sorry, but we needed to wake you two up.' Hermione says.
'Bloody good way of doing it.'
'Ronniekins, that's not nice.' Scolds George.
'I don't care.'
'Ok, stop, we're here to led a helping hand.' Hermione interrupts. 'Not start a fight.'
'Yea, we already had one earlier, and as you can see, forgie here is still wearing the evidence.' Fred says motioning to George.
'What happen to you?' Asks Harry, while Ron just pouts over his non existent bacon.
'Cat-Zilla' He says simply and Hermione blushes.
'I said sorry already!' she defends.
'Huh?' Harry asks
'Never mind.' Fred dismisses and takes the log back from his twin.
'You actually call this a log?'
Harry nods and blushes a little.
'You need some work. Though toward the end, it seems to be getting better. Tell us what happened, and we'll tell you what you could have written.' George says, and he and Hermione walk over to Fred's old bed and get comfortable. Fred follows.
'Ron' Harry calls.
'I could have had it on toast. And put the eggs on there too. Or I could have had a bacon and egg smiley face plate…'
'Ron!' the other four calls.
'What?'
'Do you want to tell the story? Or me?'
'You can.' And he goes back to mumbling, quieter this time.
'Well, after you three left….' Harry looks at the trio.
AN: Well, there you go! The first chappie! I have a confession to make. It's not the first of the year where I live. It's not the first of the year in any part of the country actually. But hey, it is in other countries right! (Plus, I'm not sure I'll be able to upload it at MY New Year. Crazy celebrations and insane traditions take more time and energy then the whole year does it seems!)
This is for all you guys and girls that have rung in the New Year already. May your year be filled with inspiration and your words flow freely. Happy New Year!