Alright! Sirius' Girl here. This is how this will work:

-Each chapter is a one-shot, not a continuous story from chapter to chapter.

-You can request a one-shot by PM, e-mail, or review. Any plot, any pairing, whatever. Nothing is impossible. -winks- But let's try to keep it within the "T" rating, mmkay? n.n Thanks.

Reviewers get cookies. Constructive criticism gets a hug (or a brownie, your pick). Mindless flamers get an hour in James' Girl's Torture Chamber of Doom™. And then they're turned over to me. -evil look-

Any ideas? Present them please! If not, please be patient, we'll get started soon!

But to give a little taste of randomness, we now present you with a little skit/introduction thing by none other than our favorites... the Marauders!

On cue, Sirius and James skid in wearing tuxedos and tophats.

"I've got you now, Prongs!" Sirius yells, brandishing a cane.

"I think not, Padfoot!" James shouts back, pointing his own at Sirius.

The two procede to sword--er, cane-fight.

Off to the side, Remus sighs. "They're going to hurt someone," he says.

"Like each other?" a new voice asks. Remus looks around behind him and finds none other than Lily Evans standing there, in a glittery green dress.

"Lily? Why are you all dressed up?"

"Everyone else is," she shrugs.

"Oi, pay attention Prongs!"

WHACK!

"OW!"

James had heard Lily's voice too, and was not expecting Sirius to smack him over the head with his cane.

"You're drooling," Sirius told him dryly. James ignored him and walked over to Lily, practically trance-like.

"E-Evans..." he said. "Has anyone told you how marvellous you look in green...?"

"You just have, does that count?" she asked, looking flattered all the same.

A dreamy smile spread across the Marauder's face. Lily giggled.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"The cane-fight was more fun."

Well, there you are. That wasn't supposed to make sense, but I liked it. :D Anyway, we'll start writing real one-shots soon!

-Mrs Padfoot. :P