*trips over pom poms*

Have you ever sat back on one of those random beyond random days and pondered.

*ponders*

“I wonder what those cheerleaders do in that supah sekrit room of theirs!”
NO WAYZ! I do that too and I’m one of them! So, I’ve decided, against my better judgment, to go and *gulp* explore the bowls of the Spice Squad and SSS. I’ve never had to venture down there before…So, in case something happens…Marie Thenes gets my stash of butterbeer!

The eerie golden glow that resonates from behind that unnaturally bright pink door. What could it be aliens!? Well, being the...uhm, brave lion that I am, I asked for assistance in the matter. No way! Are you insane?! Eerie golden glow and me going in there alone? No way, I’m taking victims!
While on my journey, I bribed politely asked a few of my minions fellow cheerleaders if they would tell me anything about our lovely squad that I didn’t already know. Yes, I’m a brave woman. I know there are things not even Sir Nick knows about the Gryffindor Spice Squad. *shudders*

Luckily, I came across the amazing Barbara Phoenix on my decent into the pom pom bowls of the Spice Squad. I bribed with sugar decided to drag her with me while I poked and looked around.

Seizing the opportunity, I asked her a few questions, which had been floating around my fluff filled mind.

“So, Bapo, what were your first thoughts when you were forced decided to become a Gryffindor cheerleader?” I asked as we stepped through the pink door and into the golden light which was resonating from a giant golden statue of Ilona Litrell. I think Humfrey might like to see that one day. Ah, I miss my love, oh Humfrey I lo- *cough*

“I thought maybe it was a bit overdone for me to be in the SSS along with GQT and PP. If it continues like this, I can be assured I won't have any time to eat or sleep anymore. Wow, big difference with how the situation is now in most of the active gryff's lives.” She told me politely, waving her nerf bat menacingly.

“I know the feeling,” I promptly informed her, my eyes on the giant purple bat.

“But, I really wanted to cheer, being a cheerleader... really sounds like a teenage girl's dream, doesn't it?. That's a lot of blah blah to introduce the answer on this question, I know. So, this was my first thought, 'of course, the tryouts are over already.’ These things always happen to me.” She smirked. I thought for a moment… Hey! Thinking, it’s hard to do for me, okay?!

“Do you enjoy acting like a maniac in front of a crowd?

“Always... But aren't you a cheerleader for that?” I watched in wonder as she stood up, ran to the middle of the room we were in, did an amazingly insane dance and ran back, only slightly out of breath.

“I guess that is what you do as a cheerleader.” I decided to move on to my last question, making no-sudden-movements. “So, what kind of things do you do as a Spice Girl?”

She laughed a bit, “normally, I cheer for myself.” I watched terrified in awe as she stood up with her nerf bat and mimed a cheer.
“BaPo, take the quaffle, score, you are the one we all adore!.” With a another great breath, she sat down and dropped the nerf bat to the ground. “Nah, I like organizing things for the Spice Girls and the other Gryffs better, cheering for yourself gets boring after a while.” She joked, I laughed for fear of my life. “Also, I make cheers for the matches, and I hope I can cheer when I am not playing. Just Some Silly Stuff…” Hmm, Some Silly Stuff, Special Spirit Squad…Hmm.

“Yea, insanity is always good. Well, thanks for your time, not that you had much of a choice.” She smiled and left me to dwell on my own thoughts. I noticed she left the purple nerf bat too. At least, now I have protection.

With my nerf bat in hand, I braced myself and skipped over to the door leading to the Special Spirit Squad’s dungeon. I reached for the handle, threw open the door, it bounced off the wall and slammed shut in my face. Before I had the chance to try again, the door opened revealing the amused face of Marie Thenes. I calmly dragged ushered her to a couple of chairs and politely with my nerf bat asked her some questions that were on my mind.

“Marie!“ I looked behind me, “tell me…does Ilona really have a whip?”

“OhmahbahGEEZ does she evah?!” She blinked, “well actually, I'd call it more of a whisk. She whips us into shape with it when we need it and makes sure we're light and sweet.” A shudder shot down her spine. “It's scary sometimes being compared to cream.”

“Uhm, yea, I guess it would be. Okay, do you like to do cheers and do crazy dancing? I know that's a big part of being a Spice Girl.”

“Yuh huh! There was this one time when I was going through a 'pirate' phase and I couldn't stop making up these pirate-y cheers. I'd be walking down the corridor passing students from other houses when I'd have the urge to shout out "YO HO! HOIST THE COLOURS! NEVER SHALL WE DIIIIIIIE!" It was all very surprising for them I think. *nods* 'Specially when I'd then break out in a crazy square line dancing jig thing. Totally cool.”

“Wow, alright,” I snickered. “One last question if you would be so kind, m’dear. Are you ever in fear of your life and/or sanity in the Spice Squad room?”

“Er, for my life? No. Not really. It's no worse than the SPD dungeons. And I wasn't aware I had my sanity to lose...? That's a disturbing thought...are you saying I'm sane?!” And with that I left her to do whatever she was doing before I broke…uhm… with permission entered her evil room. I stumbled back into the main room and instantly noticed Joel Aireserkeiel by the exit.

“JOEL!” I ran for the exit, but I thought one more interview would be handy and it was by the exit…a fast get-a-way. I gently nudged her into a corner and started my onslaught of questions.

“Joel, honestly, what insanity made you want to join the Spice Squad?”

“Well, someone from the squad whose first name start with a Z, and last name starts with a J apparently kidnapped me right after a Quidditch practice on the pitch.” Hmm, I wonder who that could have been! *G*

“She had a butterbeer hose and a oh-so-adorable nerf bat with her.” I took the lapse in the conversation and smacked her with my bat. She dodged with ease.

“She asked me POLITELY to join the squad. So, urm, I willingly after being forced joined because I really like the oh-so-wonderful nerf bat? Harassing newbies with it sounds fun.” I laughed at her obvious excitement over being on the Spice Squad. Another question that had been floating around my fluff-filled mind escaped.

“Do you sleep with your pom poms under your pillow or is that just me?” I said in a rush trying not to sound desperate for someone else to have my obsession.

“I do!” She exclaimed, my heart jumped inside my chest.

“Ha! I’m not as weird as they say! Oh…continue.”

“They're in purple colors and I also sleep with mah pillow-gun, lion-bear, photos of Mis…I'm not telling you!” I snorted into my parchment while Joel turned a very bright shade of pink.

“Okay, one last question and I’ll let you return to fawning over NEWS. Have you ever had something embarrassing happen while cheering? I know you haven‘t been here long, but it happens.” I saw the gears working in her mind and I was surprised smoke wasn’t coming out of her ears yet.

“Not really, at the moment, I just joined a week ago. If there is something embarrassing that happens in the future, I'll contact you. What’s your owl-tone?” I forced a laugh at her lame attempt at a joke and made her go do my laundry, she knows I love her! My job was done! I had successfully infiltrated my own room, found victims to pester, and made it out alive!

“Separate the socks from the rest of the wash by the way!” I yelled back to her, running out of the room. “Now, to find my future husband, Humfrey and tell him about the giant statue of Ilona.”