Lily pondered for a few moments, looking around the room curiously. She'd never been in James's bedroom and now that she was, she figured she might as well take it in. She spotted what appeared to be some well worn toys on a shelf in the corner and her face lit up. She tiptoed over to the shelf, picking up an old wind up monkey holding cymbals. She held it up in triumph and then wound it up, holding the cymbals together to make sure it didn't go off too soon. One it was wound, she gingerly stepped over the honey and set the monkey down on the table between the two beds. She let go and made a mad dash to Riley, careful of the honey.<br/><br/>The monkey was loud, banging is cymbals fast and crazy. Sirius jolted awake almost at once, jarred from his comfyness into the world of the livng. He groaned and slipped out of bed to get at the monkey, and then... what was that on his feet? He looked down and his eyes widened, Honey. Sticky, gooey, yucky honey. Sprays of silly string hit him and he jerked his head in that direction, glimpsing the girls. "You're dead!" he laughed before he took off after them.