RK - #47 What? - Infinity On High
Title: Infinity On High
Prompt: #47 What?
Genre: Humour
Characters: It's hard to say. Most likely: Atia Harris, Louis Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Helena Ravenclaw, Albus Severus Potter, Myrtle Bartlett, Lysander Scamander.
Rating: PG (Just because they're high)
Word Count: 400
Author's Note: Line stolen from Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Inspiration from That 70's Show. Think of the scenes where they are high in the basement and the camera goes around the table. (The wardrobe part of the conversation was a conversation that happened between shotgundivorce and I) The entire fic is a conversation.
Summary: The Ravenclaws get high.
“How many Ravenclaws can you fit in a wardrobe?”
“I don't like cigarettes.”
“They aren't cigarettes.”
“Albus, tell her.”
“I guess it would depend on the size of the wardrobe.”
“I still don't like it.”
“But it smells nicer than cigarettes.”
“Perhaps you could break the wardrobe into pieces and place in around the room.”
“Is this what it's like to be a Scamander?”
“Then you put the people in the middle of the room.”
“Or a Lovegood.”
“Well, you are blonde.”
“Are there any shelves in this wardrobe?”
“Yes, don't forget the Lovegoods.”
“Don't be silly, it's in pieces at the moment.”
“Maybe this is what it is like to dream.”
“A dream you can remember.”
“Why is it in pieces? Have you lost the instructions?”
“I usually remember my dreams.”
“Instructions? With wardrobes?”
“I don't.”
“Does this wardrobe lead to Narnia?”
“What's a Nee-Ah-Nar?”
“Nar-Nee-Ah.”
“That's what I said.”
“You didn't say it in the first place.”
“That's what he would have said.”
“I like this alcohol.”
“We were drinking?”
“I think so.”
“Is it morning?”
“Anyone want to volunteer a wardrobe?”
“Will someone make me toast?”
“I've never known alcohol to have a smell that was so... affecting.”
“It isn't light outside.”
“Anyone? Wardrobe? For me?”
“Someone make me toast!”
“It's flavour so sweet.”
“It isn't really dark, though.”
“Toast! Now!”
“I'll take a wardrobe by force if one isn't volunteered.”
“What time is it?”
“What is time?”
“Now you're just being silly.”
“Who is?”
“All of you.”
“Now? Toast? Toast! Now! Please?”
“You started it.”
“No, it was the funny magic juice.”
“That's it, I'm going to take your wardrobe now!”
“I'm going to get toast!”
“I'm going to bed. I think it is night time. The darkness would suggest so.”
“I'm going to finish the funny magic juice.”
“To wonder about the dichotomy of good and evil, I go.”
“I'm going to go looking for Ne-ah-Nar.”
“The time has come for me to return to my own common room.”
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“Wait... this is my common room.”
Prompt: #47 What?
Genre: Humour
Characters: It's hard to say. Most likely: Atia Harris, Louis Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Helena Ravenclaw, Albus Severus Potter, Myrtle Bartlett, Lysander Scamander.
Rating: PG (Just because they're high)
Word Count: 400
Author's Note: Line stolen from Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Inspiration from That 70's Show. Think of the scenes where they are high in the basement and the camera goes around the table. (The wardrobe part of the conversation was a conversation that happened between shotgundivorce and I) The entire fic is a conversation.
Summary: The Ravenclaws get high.
“How many Ravenclaws can you fit in a wardrobe?”
“I don't like cigarettes.”
“They aren't cigarettes.”
“Albus, tell her.”
“I guess it would depend on the size of the wardrobe.”
“I still don't like it.”
“But it smells nicer than cigarettes.”
“Perhaps you could break the wardrobe into pieces and place in around the room.”
“Is this what it's like to be a Scamander?”
“Then you put the people in the middle of the room.”
“Or a Lovegood.”
“Well, you are blonde.”
“Are there any shelves in this wardrobe?”
“Yes, don't forget the Lovegoods.”
“Don't be silly, it's in pieces at the moment.”
“Maybe this is what it is like to dream.”
“A dream you can remember.”
“Why is it in pieces? Have you lost the instructions?”
“I usually remember my dreams.”
“Instructions? With wardrobes?”
“I don't.”
“Does this wardrobe lead to Narnia?”
“What's a Nee-Ah-Nar?”
“Nar-Nee-Ah.”
“That's what I said.”
“You didn't say it in the first place.”
“That's what he would have said.”
“I like this alcohol.”
“We were drinking?”
“I think so.”
“Is it morning?”
“Anyone want to volunteer a wardrobe?”
“Will someone make me toast?”
“I've never known alcohol to have a smell that was so... affecting.”
“It isn't light outside.”
“Anyone? Wardrobe? For me?”
“Someone make me toast!”
“It's flavour so sweet.”
“It isn't really dark, though.”
“Toast! Now!”
“I'll take a wardrobe by force if one isn't volunteered.”
“What time is it?”
“What is time?”
“Now you're just being silly.”
“Who is?”
“All of you.”
“Now? Toast? Toast! Now! Please?”
“You started it.”
“No, it was the funny magic juice.”
“That's it, I'm going to take your wardrobe now!”
“I'm going to get toast!”
“I'm going to bed. I think it is night time. The darkness would suggest so.”
“I'm going to finish the funny magic juice.”
“To wonder about the dichotomy of good and evil, I go.”
“I'm going to go looking for Ne-ah-Nar.”
“The time has come for me to return to my own common room.”
…
…
…
“Wait... this is my common room.”