Randomness at its finest! Or not. I know it's random, that's why it's in the HUMOR category, peeps, so don't flame me about it. And it might suck too. One, might become two, shot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Max, nor do I own Harry Potter, nor do I own Potter Puppet Pals. I DO however, own this "plot", so NO STEALING!
We were holed up in a hotel in England, still overseas after our, umm… adventure with Itex HQ. Angel and Nudge were rooming together. So were Gazzy and Iggy, which left me with Fang. I had just come from an extremely long, hotshower, while Fang was hanging out with Iggy and the Gasman. With my hair still wrapped in a towel, I tried to get dressed quickly, hoping with all my being that Fang wouldn't walk in on me. Of course, me being me, that didn't work. With a click, the door opened, and in walked Mr. Cult Leader himself.
"Fang! Get the hell out of here!" I shrieked, grabbing my towel. I sure as heck did not want him to see me naked! Fang blushed, a faint tinge of pink coming into his cheeks.
"You could have warned me." he muttered, looking the other way.
"Just GO!" I said, exasperated. Fang quickly exited the room, pulling the door shut behind him. As I slid into my clothing, I noticed that the laptop was up, and open to Fang's personal account.
Do I dare? I wondered. Yes. Time for a little revenge!
Maximum, you may not want to do that. Said my oh-so-annoying Voice, Jeb. Yes, I have a Voice in my head, one that's not my own. No, I am not schizo (I hope). And if you have no clue what I'm talking about by now, just go read the books. I'm not about to explain.
Anyway, I was rather unhappy with Jeb for being in my thoughts.
How would you know that's not a good idea? I snarled mentally.
I was a teenage boy once, you know.
What, when the dinosaurs ruled the earth? Get out of my head, you filthy traitor.
He didn't respond, which I took to be a good sign. I plopped myself down in front of the laptop, wriggling the mouse to awaken it from "sleep" mode. It was on Youtube. I visited Fang's member profile, then clicked on "Most recently played." A little video screen popped up, and I hit play, praying that it wouldn't be something obscene.
It wasn't.
"Potter Puppet Pals" flashed across the screen, and a puppet with a very large nose came into the theatre.
"What is that mysterious ticking noise?" It said, in a rather nasal, British tone. I had already guessed who the puppet was impersonating when it launched into a song/chant sort of thing.
"Snape, Snape, Severus Snape…"
I shoved a fist into my mouth to contain my giggles. Fang liked this? It was very funny, but it just never occurred to me that Fang would… My giggles grew harder and harder to control. This was definitely sweet revenge.
I walked into the lobby of the hotel the next morning, humming a little song under my breath.
"Max, what are you singing?" asked Fang.
I smirked at him. "Oh, but you should know this, Fang. After all, you do listen to it a lot." I had done some detective work on Fang's profile and discovered that almost all of his Youtube visits were to Potter Puppet Pals. The others, well, let's just say, they weren't quite so… juvenile. Ughh.
I started to sing the little song that had lodged in my head. "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape…"
Fang was blushing again, his face slowly changing from beige to deep red.
Angel gaped at Fang and me. "Since when do you go on Puppet Pals?" She asked, her tone incredulous. I was about to continue with my song/chant when a sudden thought struck me. "Angel, since when have you read Harry Potter?" I asked.
She shrugged, and drew a grungy looking book from her back pack. I glanced at the title.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
"I don't really get some parts." Angel said.
Thank God for that. I thought. There are definitely some parts of that book a six-year-old shouldn't understand.
Hey Angel, I thought, hoping she was listening. Want to help me finish the song?
She nodded eagerly, and I launched back into it. "Snape, Snape…"
Angel began chanting the higher parts. 'Ron, Ron, Ron Weasly, Ron…" It was absolutely hilarious to hear her try to imitate the puppets. She put in the voice cracks and everything. Even funnier was to see Fang turn redder and redder, until his face was almost purple with embarrassment.
Total joined in the fun. "Harry Potter, Harry Potter, yeah! Harry Potter…"
I thought that Gazzy and Iggy were going to die laughing.
OK, I am definitely continuing this. It's too much fun writing this to waste! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing this. Sorry it's short. Oh, and go to youtube and search potter puppet pals if you want to see the actual video. I swear, it's a laugh and a half. How cheesy am I? Oh by the way, if you love it or hate it, please review!
One last, last note: For all of you who read Stranger, Chappie 7 is taking me a long time, because most have my muses have gone on extended vacation, and apparently left Barney in their place. Ciao!