Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Yodel Fourth year Amy looked at Sammy as they sat in the room of requirement, Amy doing her homework and Sammy plaiting her hair, eating a bowl of pasta "Sammy?"
"Yee?"
"Can you yodel?"
"Yodel? Of course I can, what do you take me for.." Sammy said, shooting a glare at
Amy’s mischevious face "Prove it"
"WHAT?"
"Prove it" Amy said, determined to be right, and if it was anything like Sammy’s singing... "Fine. YODELELEOHEHOOOO-" Sammy began for Amy stood up "STTOOOPPP!" Amy squealed, clapping her hands over her ears "HE-DIDILY DE YODEOLOLHHEOO" Sammy continued
Unable to take anymore, Amy ran. |