August 24th, 2011

happy pickle

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snapiphany imagines feeding time in Azkaban.

Can you imagine a Dementor gliding, tray in hand laden with a dirty cup and a rusty plate cover? And then it stops beside the cell with a long, rattling breath, saying, "Chiiiiiiickeeennnnn tetrazzzzzziiiiiniiiiiii."

Context will decidedly NOT kiss the chef. QWP