A/N Yaaaaay, it's a Marauder- era humor ficlet from MOI! Please, R&R! Warning: Get a bit close to M.

Disclaimer I own nothing. You never saw me.

Awkward… The Moments We Love.

Sirius was bouncing off the walls. Who knew that shoving a wand up your nose and shouting "Rictusempra!" (A/N tickling charm/ curse/ jinx thingy) could give you such a BUZZ? Moments later…

"Why," Lupin grunted as he shoved the now unconscious Sirius onto the red couch, "Must you all be so stupid? Ennervate."

Sirius's eyes flickered open.

"YEAH!!!!!!!!!! That, my friend, was COMPLETELY awesome! Where's Prongs?"

He rolled off the couch, knocking someone's 17 page Transfiguration essay into the fire, stood up, and sprinted up the stairs yelling "PRONGS! PRRRRRRRRONGS! TRY RICTUMSEMPRA!"

BANG.

"BWAH!"

Lupin charged off after him, and so did Peter, who fell on the way up the stairs. When they entered the room, Lily was standing, looking extremely embarrassed, with a comforter covering herself, and James was shaking under his bed.

"GAH!!!! IMPURE!!!!!! GAH!!!!!!!" screeched Peter, in a high, girlish voice.

Sirius proceeded to rolling on the floor, laughing his head off.

"BWAHAHAHAHA! How was it, Prongs? Hope she didn't tell you off for anything!"

"Padfoot, you're a git-prat-arse." came the voice from under the bed.

Lupin walked out, hooting with laughter. Peter looked… girlish, and scrambled out of the room. Sirius rolled and laughed, and James jinxed his face to the floor.

Later at lunch, Sirius was still guffawing. Like a girl. Peter was silent. Lupin was reading, but still thinking about that morning and laughing in his happy werewolf mind James and Lily were in a shouting match. And according to Sirius, a passionate one.

Sirius now has his toes permanently glued together.

A/N Like it? Even if you didn't, still R&R. Your petty flames amuse me, mortal fools.