Betrayal

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Nirh's POV

'Daisy! Hurry!' I whispered to the black figure standing behind me. She fiddled with a grey gun with a dome on it. The dome had glowing, green stuff in it which neither liquid nor gas. She gave the gun a frantic shake. 'Which dimension do we travel to?! This is so frustrating,' she said, trying not to yeet the gun out of the window. 'J-Just dial in some random coordinates, the one which has any cartoon in it will do. Okay?' She gave an uncertain nod. Rick Sanchez rolled in his bed.

It was night, and we were in Rick Sanchez's dorm, stealing his portal gun for our ultimate prank of the year. We were gonna steal a cartoon and freak everyone out of their minds. I wonder what Carolyn and Shovel must be planning?

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Sharvee's POV

'We definitely can't do anything magic-y, that's wayyy too boring,' Carolyn sighed. 'We should do something that isn't really time-consuming, but will leave a big emotional impact on the audience.'

I paced around the Gryffindor girls' dorm, trying to figure out what we could do to out-prank Daisy and Nirh. It was 2am, me and Carolyn had stayed up this late to figure out something even remotely horrifying. We were smart, sure, but our brains weren't really wired for making other people laugh with our actions.

I finally gave up on thinking as I was sidetracked by Carolyn fiddling with her adderall. 'Carolyn!'

'What?' She looked up, confused. I put my head in my hands. 'Nothing. I'm a bit snappy today, I think.' She stood up. 'It's okay. Wanna meet up in the great hall tomorrow morning so we can brainstorm our way out of this? Its way too late to think out something right now. Oh and just the morning, I've got a date with Death in the afternoon.'

I nodded and hugged her. 'Just uh, don't overdose, okay?' She nodded. 'Thanks for being such a mom, Shovel.'
I smiled. 'You're an asshole, son.'
'Glad to hear that you're proud of me,'

I pulled back and punched her in the gut. 'Go to bed before I put you back in the Youre-My-Kid-Zone.'

She groaned. 'Ouch. Fine,'

I suddenly halted at the doorframe. 'You know what? I think I've got an idea, but we need Kaylee.'

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Daisy's POV

'Seriously? Dora the Explorer?' I stared at the portal gun. 'We ask for a good goddamn cartoon and you send us the wannabe blind girl?'

Looking around, I saw Dora on one of her classic adventures with Map and Backpack. They seemed to not have heard me and Nirh, they had their backs on us. She bounced along the dirt path. Nirh and I nodded to each other and she took out her wand. 'Stupefy!'

Dora froze mid-jump and toppled on the ground and I laughed. Nirh looked at me. 'What? I hate her.'

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Rick's POV

I woke up, after I'd heard the soft whoosh of a portal closing behind me. I got up angrily and tried to comprehend why I agreed on a sleepover without fucking Morty. There was no option but to wait for them to come back. I annoyedly grabbed the bottle of Butterbeer Daisy left for me. Why does this shit taste so good?

Snape's POV

I was just sitting at the teacher's table, eating my breakfast of bacon and eggs. Where was Sharvee? I thought that she'd be here by now. I was used to seeing her here early. McGonagall leaned to talk to me across Flitwick's chair. 'Stop looking for the girl. You need to eat,' I must've looked startled, because she said 'I know you're looking for her.'

I sighed. 'Fine.' Just then, as if on cue, I saw her. She was with the Gryffindor girls, Kaylee and Carolyn, I think. The one called Carolyn sat on the Slytherin table quietly, though she was barely holding back laughter. There was no sign of their best friend, Daisy.

Sharvee and Kaylee quickly climbed onto the Slytherin table, their faces dead serious. From somewhere in the back, Alex yelled, 'Are y'all gonna tell us or what?'

'Well, not gonna tell, but show you.' then they highfive like the pals they are and shovel doesn't steal her bEsTie wEsTies wife. ( tHis iS wHaT iT wAs b4 iMma gOoD FrIEnd DonT h8 mE sHoVeLy "Kaylee said and pulled Sharvee's face closer to hers, and their lips met")
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