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It needed to be Something Big.

Something so grand and so well thought out that all of these pups claiming to be pranksters would go home with their tails between their legs, eager to join the nearest nunnery. And various other dog metaphors and analogies that Sirius honestly didn't have the concentration to spout off.

That sort of thing happened when he got antsy. So many ideas ran through his head that he couldn't nail down a single one of them. That's why he needed James and Remus around to fine tune everything, or Peter to be the idiot genius with the unexpectedly brilliant idea.

Peter, Peter, Peter.

Sirius was still hung up about that. He was convinced someone had gotten something wrong about that particular mate. Peter didn't have a conniving bone in his body. He was all hero worship. Which Sirius much enjoyed.

Stretching out, Sirius flopped on his back across the couch, not caring that it might invite people to sit on him if he wasn't careful.

Ideeeeeeas.He neeeeeeeeeded them.

Sirius lifted a hand half-heartedly, hoping to leech an idea out of the ceiling.