Harry Potter Down Under

Nice Cream Is For Good Boys (10)

Frisk saved her Nice Cream, but Harry just went along licking it. It tasted...unique.

"You know, mister Nice Cream Guy. If you go somewhere warmer, you might get more customers." Harry smiled up at the NC Guy.

"Hey, thanks kid. I might try that! See ya around!" The NC Guy leaned against his cart as the kids walked on.

Harry eyed a giant snowball as Frisk stared at it. It was barely as tall as Harry and was wider.

"What's that for?"

"It's a puzzle. Do you want to solve it?"

"Um...not really. But we can if you'd like. Oh, look, it's Sans." Harry let go of Frisk's hand and ran towards the skeleton. "Sans!"

Sans startled as Harry ran up to him. "Hey kid, how's it goin'?"

"Great, what are you doing?"

"I've been thinking about selling treats too. Want some fried snow? It's just 5G."

"Um, sure. I think I have some money." Harry began shuffling through his pockets until Frisk put their hand on his shoulder.

"Sure, we'll take some."

"Did I say 5G? I meant 50G."

"Yep. got the money in my back pocket."

"Really? How about 5000G?

"Yep."

"50000G, that's my final offer.

"..."

"Oh, don't have the money? Well, I don't have the snow."

"Then why did you-"

"Ignore it, Harry. Come on, we should get going. We need to hurry so we can get to town." Harry pouted before turning back to Sans.

"See you soon?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Cool! Just like the snow." Sans chuckled at waved as Frisk began dragging Harry away. They quickly came to another puzzle. Papyrus and Sans stood on the other side. The only problem with this puzzle was that it wasn't really much of a puzzle. In the snow sat a sheet of paper. Harry picked it off the ground, dusting some snow off it.

"A...crossword puzzle?" Harry stared at the page, finding most of the words within moments.

"SANS YOU BONEHEAD! THAT ISN'T A PUZZLE, IT'S NOT EVEN HARD!"

"Trust me bro, there's no way they're getting past this one." Sans winked at Harry, who struggled not to laugh as he folded the paper and put it in his sweater pocket. He and Frisk walked up to the skeletons.

"SANS! THAT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"Woops, I knew I should have used today's crossword instead."

"WHAT!? CROSSWORD!? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT! IN MY OPINION, JUNIOR JUMBLE IS EASILY THE HARDEST."

"Easily the hardest?" Harry giggled at the statement for reasons unknown to the other people present.

"What? Really, dude? That easy-peasy word scramble? That's for baby-bones like Harry here."

"UN. BELIEVABLE. HUMANS! SOLVE THIS DISPUTE!"

Harry took Papy's side while Frisk took Sans'.

Papyrus seemed. "YES! YES! HUMANS MUST BE VERY INTELLIGENT, IF THEY ALSO FIND JUNIOR JUMBLE SO DIFFICULT! NYEH! HEH HEH!" Papyrus left first, as usual, disappearing from the view of the children.

"Hey, Harry, thanks for saying 'junior jumble' just to appease my brother. Yesterday he got stumped trying to solve the horoscope."

"I wasn't, Sans. I can look at the wordsearch and all the words will pop out at me. I've only ever done the word scrambles on the newspapers though, so they might be different down here. And, just for you know, I don't understand what a horoscope is."

"Doesn't really matter anyways. See ya soon kiddo." Sans messed up Harry's hair before Frisk pulled the young boy away towards the next puzzle.

Idiot.

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Sorry about chapter 9 and this chapter being so short, I don't really have much time to get it all written. Thanks for being so patient!