Disclaimer: FAN fiction. As in, not by someone who owns, get it?
AN: Another one of my stories based off of Miss Vampire Girl's fic 234 ways to annoy Lord Voldemort.
"Our plan is this," Flotsam said to the four clown commanders assembled in front of him. "We go to the end of the sewers and wait for him at the exit. Then we surround him and attack all at once."
Three of the clown commanders started clapping enthusiastically with smiles on their faces. Admittedly this was pretty much a default look with the smiles painted on their faces, but this seemed genuine to Flotsam.
"Amazing plan sir!" one said.
"Incredible cunning and wit!" another added.
"Your genius shines through once more," a third said. Flotsam turned to face the last clown commander who wasn't clapping.
"Is there a problem?" he asked sarcastically. The clown commander raised an eyebrow.
"I've met chunks of cheese with more cunning plans. Is that REALLY it?" he asked sardonically.
Several hours later, a clown walked past a flattened clown commander and looked up in surprise.
"Did one of the townsfolk get him?" he asked his friend, who shook his head.
"Nope, he just talked back to the boss," his friend replied and the two of them made a mental note to avoid annoying Flotsam.