author_by_night | Meme: Train of Fic (Reply)

The gist: Start typing something ficcish, whatever comes to mind. The less sense it makes, the better. If possible, make a serious fic out of it - or a funny one, but a funny one that makes sense.

Mine is here:

Tonks fainted.

Happy times

Remus ate a bowl of angst for breakfast.

All the more happy times.

Then the multi-colored puppies came to the door. Remus called the wizarding Humane Society, if that’s even what it’s called in Britain.

They later assured him Tonks hadn’t given birth. Grawp had taken up his brother’s hobby on breeding random animals oddly.

Remus and Tonks got married in a forest in Tiddlydoo, Wales. Grawp was Remus’s best friend, in place of Sirius, who couldn’t make the wedding visibly. He was possibly watching from the big Quidditch Pitch in the sky though.

Did Sirius even play Quidditch?

Tonks likes fish. Remus likes chicken. Jessica Simpson thinks they are the same thing. But she isn’t a witch, so that doesn’t matter. The point is, Tonks and Remus like to debate what is a better dinner.

They usually end up having lamb chop.

But every once in a while, Remus will crave chicken, so he gets Molly to cook for them. Tonks then dances on the plate. Then falls off and spills the gravy.

Remus is a Diricawl Animagus. Really. Actually, he’s not. But he could be.

Tonks loves Remus, but she wishes he had more respect for fish. But he does not. No, he does not. But then, he does not like green eggs and ham either.

One day, a bunch of fangirls came to the door. With water. Intending to melt Tonks.

Gijane, After the Rain, Fern Withy, There Goes My Gun and Author By Night chased them away with spoons, and the cow jumped over the arrrrmoooooon.

I hope you enjoyed my little story of the day in the life of Remus/Tonks drabbleness. That makes no sense.

Happy times.