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240: Various Artists // The Golden Turkey Album: The Best Songs from the Worst Movies

The Golden Turkey Album: The Best Songs from the Worst Movies Various Artists 1985, Rhino

Early Rhino Records was a grand old place for musical perverts thanks to its steady stream of novelty compilations like the Dr. Demento albums and Teenage Tragedy, which collected ‘50s and ‘60s songs about kids dying in automobile accidents (there were a lot of those, it turns out). The Golden Turkey Album: The Best Songs from the Worst Movies is from square in the label’s whacko prime and it’s exactly what it says on the label. These 16 tracks culled from trashy exploitation films like Eegah! (1962), Rat Pfink a Boo Boo (1964), and Santa Claus Conquers the Martians (1964) range from Confederate bluegrass to saloon music performed by a group of little people, though the majority are cornball rock ‘n’ roll numbers. On balance, it’s a highly listenable record, full of amateurish, nakedly trend-chasing but ultimately charming recordings that spark the same bewildered laughter as the films from which they derive.

As we march through the tracklist, remember at all times that I am sitting alone on the couch in my apartment wearing a frayed housecoat. Okay, let’s go.

Side One

Trevor Duncan — “Grip of the Law”

Side one opens, as indeed it must, with the blaring opening title theme from Ed Wood’s deathless groaner Plan Nine From Outer Space (1959). Duncan, an Englishman, was a prolific composer for film and television, but “Grip of the Law” wasn’t written for Wood’s opus, which lacked the budget to commission an original score. Duncan’s piece rather was cribbed for the film by one of Wood’s collaborators—which explains why in contrast to everything else about the film, it’s a perfectly competent piece of bombastic orchestral horror/thriller music

The Five Blobs — “Beware of the Blob”

1958’s Steve McQueen vehicle The Blob tracks the very, very slow slugtrail of destruction wrought by a ball of alien red Jell-O, and it’s probably fair to say it peaks with its opening credits and this incongruous “Tequila”/cocktail music-esque number penned by a young Burt Bacharach and Mack David (the elder brother of Burt's future writing partner Hal David). It doesn’t rise to the level of a good Esquivel! track, let alone Bacharach’s own later work, but it’s very dumb and goes on my Halloween playlist every year.

Arch Hall Jr. — “Valerie”

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The first of three Arch Hall Jr. tracks on the compilation, which tells you the Rhino guys figured they had a little find on their hands. Hall Jr. was a genuinely talented singer and guitarist with an enormous dome who resembled Jesse Plemons (Todd Alquist from Breaking Bad) or perhaps a wax museum James Cagney. His father, filmmaker Arch Hall Sr., clearly hoped to turn the 16-year-old into an Elvis Presley-esque acting and singing double threat, and featured him in a series of screamingly bad early ‘60s B-movies. “Valerie” is a twinkling, whistling ballad drawn from 1962’s Eegah!, a film which sees the 7’2 Richard Kiel (later Jaws in the James Bond series) as a horny caveman who wants to rail a teenage girl named Roxie whom Hall Jr.’s character is dating. As someone who loves sock-hop dream music and throwing metaphors in a blender (“vitamins are good they say / and so’s a calorie / but I feel like a tiger / on one kiss from Valerie”), I think this one’s pretty great!

Carol Kay & the Stone Tones — “Shook Out of Shape”

Coming in hot from The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies (1964), billed as “The First Horror Movie Musical,” “Shook Out of Shape” puts me in my mind of a Wanda Jackson or a Patsy Cline in a rock mood. Perfectly acceptable beach party music, though it has less of that wonderful offness about it than most anything else here.

Bobby and Benny Belew — “Lonesome”

This is more like it. 12-year-old Texan twins sing close harmony rockabilly from 1957’s Rock, Baby—Rock It! one of a million chintzy attempts to cash in on the rock ‘n’ roll craze that looks like it was shot for $10 (in today’s money). The performances (which some kind soul has cut free of the film’s narrative) by a string of never-were stars generally rip (check out Johnny Carroll, and also whoever’s playing guitar for Preacher Smith & the Deacons, goddamn!), but the Belew Twins were definitely the right choice for this comp. Kids singing adult music basically always comes with the scent of some sweating, overambitious father clenching his fists in the wings. Delish.

The Pleasant Valley Boys — “Robert E. Lee Broke His Musket on His Knee”

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From the seminal hicksploitation film Two Thousand Maniacs (1964), we have straight up and down rural car chase bluegrass concerning the eventual return of the South; the horrible shrieking of a crazed Robert E. Lee; and the sucking chest wounds of Stonewall Jackson. The slapping sound? Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just tapping away on the big vein in my arm.

Some adults and some kids — “We’re the Lemon Grove Kids”

Described in the liner notes as a “grating jingle,” this minute-or-so number served as the theme song for a series of Bowery Boys knock-off short films directed by Ray Dennis Steckler, who also gave us The Incredibly Strange Creatures and Rat Pfink a Boo Boo (see side 2 of this LP). Both grating and a jingle.

Arch Hall Jr. — “Vickie”

More Hall Jr., hailing like “Valerie” from Eegah!, also like “Valerie” sung to his character’s girlfriend whose name is Roxie. The songs are similar, but this one is dweebier.

Side Two

Milton Delugg & the Little Eskimos — “Hooray for Santa Claus”

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This review didn't need to be this long, but with band names like this, and movies like Santa Claus Conquers the Martians (1964) I don’t see how I can stop. A thoroughly unbearable twist-style song sung by a chorus of children who pronounce it out S-A-N-T-A but say it “Santy.”

Arch Hill Jr. — “Yes, I Will”

Yet another one from Arch, this time from 1962’s Wild Guitar. “Yes, I Will” is kind of pubby rock, and it’s perfectly fine, but there are much better numbers from this one—chalk me up as a “Twist Fever” guy personally. Wild Guitar is very in the Elvis teen idol-movie mode—ironically though the best performance of Hall Jr.’s short career would come the following year in Jamis Landis’s brutish The Sadist, in which Hall plays a psychopathic killer based on Charles Starkweather!

Johnnie Fern — “Hey, Look Out! (I Want to Make Love to You)”

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1938’s The Terror of Tiny Town is a Western with a cast entirely composed of little people. It will not shock you to learn the movie did not originate from an urge to improve representation of little people in film, but rather from a joke producer Jed Buell overheard. According to the liners the song is sung by someone named Johnnie Fern, but in the film it’s presented as the voice of Nita Krebs, a dancehall girl doing a kind of Marlene Dietrich femme fatale shtick. It’s a treacly Vaudeville-ish ballad sung in a very, very high pitch, and I love it. Sending this one out to my girlfriend, to whom I am hornily disposed and who also is quite short.

Dr. Frederick Kopp — “The Dance Hall Twist”

Yet another twist number (from 1964’s monster flick The Creeping Terror). Not much to say about it, likely included here because it immediately precedes this unforgettable sequence:

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Dr. Frederick Kopp — “She Left Me Lonely”

A vaguely Latin-flavoured country ballad from the same film featuring the indelible chorus, “she left me lonely / she left me sad / but still I am happy / in fact I am glad,” the liner notes quote the classically trained Dr. "Not a" Kopp as “feeling dirty” to have written the song, which apparently took him 15 minutes or so.

Harold "Duke" Lloyd with Page Cavanaugh and His Trio — “Special Date”

Before kicking off this number from 1958’s Frankenstein’s Daughter, the Duke sends “Special Date” out to anyone in the audience on a special date, which is like dedicating a song called “Having Sex” to anyone currently having sex or “Eating Food” to anyone actively eating food.

Ron Haydock & the Boppers — “Rat Pfink”

Ray Dennis Steckler’s Rat Pfink a Boo Boo (1966) is a straight crime movie for the first 40 minutes before abruptly becoming a parody of the Batman television series and ending with a rockabilly barbecue party. Sung by Ron Haydock, who plays the titular Batman knockoff, the Gene Vincent-y “Rat Pfink” is damned solid stuff.

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Ron Haydock & the Boppers — “Big Boss A-Go-Go Party”

Same artist, same movie, same scene, not quite as vigorous as “Rat Pfink” but you gotta think Lux Interior of the Cramps must’ve loved this shit.

That’s it? That’s all the turkey? Thank you Rhino, thank you directors of trash movies and performers of trash music, thank you dear reader for sticking around.

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justyeghost · 1 year

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Shocking Theater's Feature Presentation:

Spies and Cowboys. Stereotypes and Rabbits. Richard Kiel and Arch Hall Jr. Tonight it's a swinging sixties madcap romp that could only be brought to you by one man: Nicholas Meriwether William Watters Arch Hall Sr.

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dare-g · 2 years

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Severin possibly going to release some Steckler?!!!

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ghaas · 2 years

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#arch hall jr #eegah #60s #lobby card

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rhetthammersmithhorror · 3 months

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The Sadist | 1963 — aka Sweet Baby Charlie Arch Hall Jr. is great as the nasty psycho Charlie

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Eegah (1962)

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Arch Hall Jr. in The Choppers (1961)

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schlock-luster-video · 1 year

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On November 6, 1962 Wild Guitar premiered in Lake Charles, LA.

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Arch Hall Jr.

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ronnymerchant · 9 months

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Arch Hall Jr and Marilyn Manning- the SADIST (1963)

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alwayslurkinginthebackground · 1 year

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Just the Two of Us - A "Kissing You" Drabble

Pairing: Frankie Morales x f!reader Warnings: LITERAL FLUFF I HAVE NOTHING JUST ENJOY Word Count: 770 Prompt #51: Spinning your lover into a kiss on the dance floor a/n: You ever have it happen where at the beginning of a season of a show or something you have a friend who's really into it but then they enter a relationship and by the end of the show they're subtweeting about your continuous tweeting about the show being annoying? Yeah...so anyway...to make myself feel better here's fluff. :)

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The to-do list still feels too long. It didn’t need to be long, as Frankie kept reminding you, but you’d made it long because you wanted to make sure the house was clean when your family arrived in town. After all, you know already that judgment levels would be at an all time high as they not only take in your new home, but meet the man you’ve been sharing it with for the past few months.

Frankie was as solidified in your life as the ground you walk on, so there wasn’t anything they could ever say to change his presence. But after they’d more than disapproved of your cross-country move to Miami, proving them wrong the second their plane landed was like a hyperfixation. You wanted to show them that you’ve made something for yourself. That branching out, unlike your siblings had, was more than worth the effort.

And it all started with a clean house.

“What can I do next?” Frankie asks, sliding up next to you in the kitchen as you lean over the counter, contemplating what it is you should be doing next too. He’s been so good about the whole thing, taking the day off to help you clean in addition to ensuring he could spend the entire week with you and your family. In a flash, he’s snuck the pen out of your hand so he can check ‘clean guest bathroom’ off of the list.

You hum quietly, eyes scanning over the remaining tasks as he returns the pen to your waiting hand. The kitchen still needed cleaning, the laundry wasn’t done, and the groceries were still just a list on the counter, but one task stood out as more time consuming than the others. “Can you get started on cleaning the living room? I’ll go and throw in a load of laundry and then I’ll come help you.”

Your boyfriend nods in agreement, placing a soft kiss on your cheek that leaves your skin flushed. “On it,” he returns before hurrying off in the direction of your mildly chaotic living room. Having the boys over at least once a week meant that things were usually thrown around haphazardly, and at the moment it was a true mess of blankets and pillows from the movie night you had last weekend.

As you head in the direction of the bedroom to grab the basket of towels that need to be washed, you hear Frankie start up a playlist of 80s hits. A chuckle falls from your lips as you hear the recognizable sound of ABBA waft through the house just a little too loud, and you know for a fact that he’s likely dancing around the living room already.

Quick work is made of the towels, thrown into the washer in record time so you can join the party obviously happening down the hall. When you pass through the arch, he’s moving about with a sway in his hips, mouthing along to the words in the song.

“What?” he asks, stopping his task when he notices you staring.

You wave a hand, passing into the room. “Nothing, go back to work.” And with a wink he does.

It never fails to make you smile, watching this carefree version of Frankie, and you sneak glances at him as he cleans. He was so guarded when you first met him, introduced through Will at a bar one Friday night, so to see him comfortable in the space you’ve created together puts you at ease.

The song changes, ABBA changing to Bill Withers crooning in ‘Just the Two of Us’ moments later. You move around the couch as Grover Washington Jr.’s saxophone melds with the vocals, but you’re stopped before you can even reach the first blanket you intended on folding. Frankie pulls you against him, a hand on your hip as he encourages you to move in time with him.

Despite the fact that you argue with him regularly about it, he’s convinced he doesn’t have a voice anyone would ever want to hear, but as he holds you against him, your head against his chest, you can hear him. “And darling when the morning comes, and I see the morning sun, I wanna be the one with you.”

“Just the two of us,” you join in on the chorus, lifting your head from his chest as you smile up at him. He’s laughing through the words, and you let out a yelp of surprise as he spins you around before bringing you close once more, his mouth finding yours in a rhythm as practiced as the song playing from the speakers.

And as you melt into his embrace, you decide that the to-do list can wait.

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#frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #frankie morales #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #kissing you #lurking and writing #pedro pascal fic

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you-need-not-apply · 8 months

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NEW FIC ALERT

The Black family's traditions loom over Regulus when he is faced with an arranged marriage he can't escape. He turns to an unexpected ally, James Potter, after a drunken encounter at a Gryffindor party. Desperation leads Regulus to make a unique proposition - marry him and after his parents' demise, they'll part ways, free to pursue their own desires. No rules, no restrictions, it's cool. James, surprisingly, agrees.

It was a windy October evening when the letter arrived, in all its horrific glory. The great hall was packed for a Tuesday night, the dimly glowing candles being outshone by the far brighter lanterns and the stars above. It fell down with the evening mail, landing beside his dinner plate that he hadn’t touched afterwards, the perfectly neat writing scrawled along the front and sealed with a dark wax, stamped with the twisting words Toujours Pur made Regulus feel sick at the sight. Even Barty had stopped talking about the party at Gryffindor tower tonight at the site of it, and he hadn’t stopped talking about it since they got invited.

You can tell I'm shit at summaries, I just shoved words together

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Regulus BlackJames PotterRemus LupinPeter PettigrewSirius BlackLily Evans PotterMary Macdonald (Harry Potter)Dorcas MeadowesBarty Crouch Jr.Evan RosierLily EvansMarlene McKinnonWalburga BlackOrion BlackEuphemia PotterFleamont Potter

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justyeghost · 1 year

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Tonight's Feature Presentation: An Arch Hall Jr. Movie

When Bud Eagle (spelled like the bird) comes to LA seeking Fame and Fortune he finds more than he bargains for.

Catch it on my Twitch YouTube Channel or below the fold.

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be-kind-to-all-kind · 1 year

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Places in New York City that don't look like they're in NYC (and aren't in Central Park*)

Forest Hills Gardens, Queens

This lovely NYC neighborhood was modeled after an English village back when it was first built in 1910, offering a little piece of the UK in Queens, with quaint Tudor-style houses and a town center with a train station. Read more about it here.

Where: 71st Ave, Forest Hills, NY

The Met Cloisters, Washington Heights

If you didn’t know about The Cloisters before, you might not ever believe that a medieval castle was in the middle of New York City. But it is! The Cloisters is a branch of The Metropolitan Museum of Art that is devoted to European art history. It was designed and constructed taking elements from many different medieval cloisters, which are covered pathways in a church or monastery that connect to form an open square in the center. Find out more here.

Where: 99 Margaret Corbin Drive

Hours: Thursday-Tuesday 10 a.m. – 5 p.m., Closed Wednesdays

Purchase tickets on their website here.

Villa Charlotte Bronte, The Bronx

Italy or the Bronx? The beautiful “Villa Charlotte Bronte” apartments look straight out of Europe. They were built in 1926 and sit along the Palisades, overlooking the Hudson River, in the Spuyten Duyvil neighborhood of The Bronx. The design was actually based on an Italian villa, which definitely makes sense, and includes balconies as well as lush gardens!

Where: 2501 Palisade Ave, The Bronx

Fort Tryon Park, Inwood

These massive stone arches looks straight out of another era…and that’s because they are! Built between 1901 and 1905, the “Billings Arcade” is some of the last remains of the Tryon Hall mansion, built by wealthy Chicago industrialist Cornelius K. G. Billings. John D. Rockefeller, Jr. purchased the $2 million estate in 1917, only for it to burn down a few years later. Read more about the history from the Fort Tryon Park Trust.

Makes sense that #2 on our list is right next door!

Where: Riverside Dr. To Broadway (arches are near down toward the Billings Lawn, this website has good detailed directions)

Hours: Open daily, 6 a.m. – 1 a.m.

Greenacre Park, Midtown

This hidden little park in Midtown East is only 1/7 of an acre, but it definitely packs a punch. It holds a 25-foot waterfall that is not only a sight for sore eyes in the middle of Manhattan, and will also distract from the noise of the busy streets. It was built in 1971 by the Greenacre Foundation from a design by Hideo Sasaki.

Where: 217 E 51st St.

Hours: Open daily, 8 a.m. – 6 p.m. *Reopens for the season Monday, April 3*

Bonus: Here’s our list of other stunning secret gardens hidden in NYC

Andrew Carnegie Mansion, Upper East Side

The Andrew Carnegie Mansion is a historical spot now home to the Cooper Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum. The mansion was originally completed in 1902 and reached landmark status in 1974, though it has undergone much change over the years. The grounds of the mansion, and now museum, feature an expansive garden and cafe for visitors to enjoy as well as a little opulent oasis in the middle of Manhattan.

Where: 2 E. 91st Street

Hours: Thursday–Monday, 9 a.m. – 5 p.m.

Morgan Library, Murray Hill

The Morgan Library feels like a trip to a library from Harry Potter or old world Europe. The historical venue was built as a private library between 1902 and 1906 for financier Pierpont Morgan. He began collecting manuscripts and other historical materials as early as 1890, and now they line the walls of the museum. You can find some of the country’s rarest music manuscripts, early children’s books, Americana, early printed books and more there. Purchase tickets here.

Where: 225 Madison Ave

Hours: Varies, see website for more info

“Little Paris,” Nolita/SoHo

NYC’s own “Little Paris” is the work of one group of French business owners determined to showcase NYC’s own enclave of French culture on Centre Street in Nolita/SoHo (between Broome & Grand St.). Along Centre St. you can find French café and bakery Maman, wine bar La Compagnie des Vins Surnaturels, and art and home decor shop Clic. To complete the Parisian vibe is the old police headquarters located across the street from Coucou French Classes, whose architecture was inspired by Paris’s famous Hotel de Ville (City Hall) with its Beaux Arts style. Read more about it here.

Where: Centre Street between Broome & Grand St.https://www.tiktok.com/embed/v2/7107213381651795246

Van Cortlandt House, The Bronx

The Van Cortlandt House is the oldest surviving building in The Bronx, and was built by Frederick Van Cortlandt (1699 – 1749) in 1748. The Van Cortlandts were a prominent merchant family who owned a plantation on the property. Generations of the family lived there for 140 years, and in 1887 it was sold to the City of New York and made into public park land (Van Cortlandt Park itself it also the third largest park in NYC and has lots of unique hiking trails and vantage points!). Before it was a museum it had many random, unique uses like a temporary police precinct and a living space for ranch hands that cared for a herd of buffalo on the property.

Where: 6036 Broadway, Van Cortlandt Park

Hours: Varies, see website for more info

Stone Street, Financial District

Stone Street is one of the rare cobblestone streets in NYC, that gives more of an old school European feel to the starkly modern city buildings around it. According to Untapped Cities, the street was one of the first to be paved with cobblestones (in 1658) in the Nieuw Amsterdam colony, which is where it got its name. Today, no cars are allowed through and in the warm weather because of outdoor seating, it’s one of the few NYC locations where drinking is actually allowed in the streets.

Where: From Whitehall St. to Broad St., between Marketfield St. and Bridge St.

Hours: Open 24 hours

Ford Foundation Garden, Midtown

Tucked all the way at the end of 42nd Street (between 2nd Ave. and the United Nations Plaza), the Ford Foundation Center for Social Justice is a true hidden treasure of New York City. With sunlight streaming in on multiple sides, the 160-foot tall atrium holds 39 species of plants. There is also a reflecting pool, and a sensory garden with plant life you are encouraged to touch and smell. Read more here.

Where: 320 E. 43rd St.

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Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge, Queens

If you’re looking to be surrounded by nature instead of the concrete jungle, the Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge is the place for you. On over 9,155 serene acres you can hike, go bird-watching, explore turtle nesting and admire the wide variety of wildflowers, moths and butterflies.

Where: Cross Bay Blvd near Broad Channel, Queens

Hours: Open daily, 6a.m. – 9p.m.

Brooklyn Botanic Garden, Prospect Heights

This lush oasis in the heart of Brooklyn will make you feel like you’ve been completely transported to another city. During the cherry blossom bloom in the spring, it will surely feel like a trip to Japan, but year-round it provides a natural haven for New Yorkers with varying blooms all over its very walkable grounds. Purchase tickets on their website here.

Where: 455 Flatbush Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11225

Hours: Varies, see website for more info

But of course, Check out Central Park and the other parks, and I definitely don't just mean the parts where everyone goes!

#new york city #nyc #new york #ny #us #usa

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Sugar Refinery - Marauders Era AU

During their fifth year, while they were roaming the halls, searching for a quiet and comfortable place to read and spend time with their friends, Peter Pettigrew and Pandora Greengrass discover the Room of Requirement, facing the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy. To the both of them, the room presents itself as warm looking library, filled with sofas and armchairs, containing a pantry filled with every food they could wish for.

To honour the Marauder’s loyalty, Peter tells the three others about his and Pandora’s discovery, not thinking much about it.

However, a week later, when he and the Ravenclaw go back to the seventh floor and he wishes for the exact same place, they find a much different space awaiting them. A hotel reception is standing right in front of them, with a counter and two high chairs, as well as a range of keys hung along their numbers on the wall, some of the firsts missing. Once the initial shock has passed, Pandora reaches for the closest door to the counter, which happens to be the library she found the last time she was there. However, they decide to not look inside the multiple numbered doors that have appeared seemingly everywhere else. Mindlessly, the both of them go to sit on the receptionist’s chairs, books in hands.

- “Peter, would you mind explaining what the fuck did you wish for this time?”, she said quite calmly, while arching an eyebrow in question.

- “I asked for the exact same thing as last week, I swear! Word for word.”, he answered, indeed looking as lost as his friend felt.

After huffing quietly, wish Peter accepted as his only clue that she believed him, Pandora went back to her reading and a cosy silence fell on the two bookworms. Which was quickly broken, to the despair of both of its beneficent, by none other than Regulus Black, bursting from one of the first rooms, looking ruffled and short-breathed.

- “JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER, I told you I wanted to WORK ON MY OWLS!”, he exclaimed, looking back in the room he just left.

- “Common Reg, you know you can give me a few more minutes, please…” he murmured sensually, a smug grin slitting his face in two.

Slowly the two of them, starting with Regulus, realised that they were, in fact, not as alone as they thought. They simply starred at each other, not a word coming out of anyone’s mouth, stunned. Until the silence was violently broken by the door facing James and Regulus’ burst open, Remus ejecting himself out of the room, closely followed by Sirius.

- “I told you I wanted to WORK on my N.E.W.T.S Padfoot, I was very clear about it! No amount of puppy eyes is going to get you out of this one.”, shouted Remus, clearly fonctionning on nerves and caffeine.

- “Moony pleaaase… I’ve already had to watch you read every and each book in the entire library about all the subject. And you and I both know you need a bit of release before the exams.”, Sirius complained.

- “James, Regulus, hello! I told you I was NOT ready Sirius!”, he responded, without even turning away from his conversation.

- “Hi James… Wait a second, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY BROTHER ?!”

Before Sirius had the time to physically tackle his best mate to the floor for approaching his little brother. A very pleased looking Barty Jr and a begrudging Evan came out of the third door, looking around at the reunion in front of them.

- “Sooo, what’s the situation here? What’s happening? ‘Cause, you see, we were kind of busy.”, he said, winking at a reddening Evan.

Before anyone had the time to answer his question, Barty found himself and Evan exclaiming:

- “REGULUS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”, quickly followed by a: “POTTER, really! HE’S your choice of quality?”

Peter and Pandora were still standing at the reception, unmoving, and watching the scene unfolding in front of them. For the first time since the first couple had been revealed, they moved and looked promptly at each other, before bursting in fits of laughter at the unknowingness and immaturity of their friends. Which all looked like they had no clue of the romances creating themselves since the very beginning of the year, while the two that had no interest in romance had picked on the clues immediately, which had pulled them closer at the only two open-eyed of the group.

As the rest of their friends didn’t look anywhere close to the end of their mutual interrogatory, our two laughing friends went back to their reading room. And had the pleasure of finally, coming back to a quiet library.

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