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Bloody Satanic Sacrifice.

We cosplayed as the same and now we're making out in the bathroom.

"What even are you?" James is sitting perched in the two pillows on the twin sized bed, his laptop balanced on his knees. Sirius blinked, annoyed, because he had been telling his best friend about this event for the last three months.

"I'm Prince Eric. From The Little Mermaid. How could you not know?!" Sirius had done something special with his dark hair, had begged Lily to let him borrow her red scarf (though not telling her that it would be around his waist as a sash for an entire night at the local Con. And after going to three different thrift stores, he had found the perfect white shirt. Just like Prince Eric. A pair of pirate-style boots like Eric from a Halloween costume of Peters last year, and his own jeans rolled up. He had finally achieved his wish. He looked just like Prince Eric.

"People are going to make fun, you know? Call you a pansy and whatnot..." James tapped on his mousepad a little harder than usual, waiting for his three-year-old laptop to load.

"Its a con. They'll be too busy making fun of other people. Meanwhile, I'll be the coolest one there..." James looked up at Sirius with disbelief.

"Oooookay.....--" he seemed to loose interest at once, because his webpage had popped up. Sirius turned, walking out of his room. A mischievous glance, making sure that James' girlfriend was in fact in the other room painting her nails.

"LILY! JAMES IS LOOKING UP PORN AGAIN!" James jumped an inch off the bed, yelling Sirius' name, but it was too late because his best friend had darted out of the flat.

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"No way." Sirius growled. Everything was going swimmingly at the con. One of the Sherlock Holmes had even said they liked Sirius' costume. He was just passing a booth selling fanart when he saw what at first he thought was a mirror. Not a reflection of himself, he realized. Another. Bloody. Prince. Eric. This Prince Eric was certainly charming. he was obviously wearing a black wig, but to look the part? Worth it. Sirius scowled. The rival Eric had a better looking shirt. Sirius narrowed his eyes. He was going into the bathroom. Now was his time to strike.

The lesser-charming Eric zipped right into the men's restroom, shouldering past a preteen boy dressed as what appeared to be Link. Not everybody was as good as Sirius at dressing up. Or as good as more-charming Eric. He checked. There was nobody else except better-looking Eric in the bathroom. He was washing his hands.

"Who gave you the right--" Sirius started, but other Eric's slim face brightened.

"Oh my god! You're Eric, too!" he leaped over to Sirius in a single bound with his still soapy hands and mile-long legs. Sirius was speechless.

"I.. yeah. My mate James said that nobody would even know who I was. He didn't know who I was."

"I knew. I saw you earlier, at one of the Frozen ice-cream booths. I almost went to say hi to you but somebody started talking to me. Oh! How many people have commented on your costume? I've had six or seven but, I'm pretty spot on. So are you, though!"

"Y-yeah.. like... a dozen or so... yeah there was this little girl who even asked for a picture.. and...yeah..." Sirius lied. He would not be seen as the lesser Eric.

"Do you like Disney? I just realized I should ask since you're dressed up as the most dreamy Prince and you visited the Frozen stand and I just made the connection two seconds ago," other Eric leaped to another topic so fast it made Sirius struggle to catch up.

"I-er-yeah, Disney's my favorite channel. Good Luck Charlie is pretty great but, it bothers me that not even in a movie there's a gay relationship or anything its a little--"

"Yeah I know what you mean! I think half their characters could have been gay. Woody from Toy Story. The dog from Up. The rich pink girl from Princess and the Frog. I think Prince Eric probably could've been too, since he's so perfect." Sirius tipped his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name--"

"Remus. Lupin. Remus Lupin. I'm a Disney fanatic, I even have an Instagram account for little Disney edits that I make. I went to America once and even went to Disney World. I don't remember it though because I was a baby but there's pictures for proof so. It's true. It was my lockscreen on my phone for a while." Sirius had to cut him off from talking.

"Sirius. I'm Sirius." Remus nodded quickly.

"You make a good Prince Eric."

"You're better."

"Want to trade shirts? I like yours better..."

"Oh yes!" Sirius groveled in the fact that now he had the better Prince Eric shirt, he stripped himself of his white shirt. Remus awkwardly removed his shirt, back to Sirius the whole time. Sirius could count the number of bones in his spine, he was so boney. Remus quickly slid Sirius' old shirt only his pale body, not a second to waste. When he turned back around, his face was red and blushing.

"What's wrong?"

"I make a good Prince Eric, but I don't have the body like him... you do." Remus noted.

"No, no! You make a great Prince Eric. Disney does this thing, where they take the character and beef him up. But in reality, he's just like you." They were an inch apart.

"But Prince Eric isn't real."

"Who cares?"

"Do you think, if Eric were real, he would be caught snogging his look-alike?" Remus whispered. Sirius nodded silently.

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"Sirius where the hell are you? I'm supposed to pick you up and---" James' dark eyes widened as he opened the bathroom door. Sirius looked over his shoulder, Remus currently sitting on the edge of the sink with Sirius pulled close against him. "Okayyy so you went and picked someone else up. Brilliant." James turned, pressing his hands to his eyes.

"Lighten up James. Remember when I walking in on you shagging Lily last summer?"

"Just put your shirt on and bring your bloke. I left Peter at the flat and I don't want him poking around in my stuff."

"What, don't want him seeing the history on your laptop?"

"SIRIUS!!"

"What? You haven't deleted that yet?"

"Sirius I swear I will launch you across this B.O. infested building and watch you smash into the pavement."

"What was James looking at?" Remus squeaked.

"NOTHING!" James snapped.

"He was looking up Karen Gillian topless pics."

"I WAS NOT!"

"He thinks she looks like Lily, his girlfriend."

"Shut up, Sirius!"

AN

Um endings aren't really my thing but I could have carried this on for hours.