A/N: I'm back! Sorry I took so long and this is kinda a milking off an idea in Look out, 2011! Just a small thing to satisfy my need to have a collection of fics to my name... hope you find it amusing!

Dear Peasant,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to attend Morgause's Academy of Smirking Excellence due to the effort we have discovered you put in to continuously pull your lips in a smug manner. Lessons begin at 9am so get those cheek muscles ready!

Yours smirkingly,

Cenred

(Morgause's lap dog)

Morgana had everything ready for her first day at her sister's new scheme to bring down Camelot. To be quite frank, Morgana had no idea why setting up a school for those with evil facial expressions would bring down Uther Pendragon, but she was willing to go along with it anyway as she knew that she would be Morgause's best pupil. I mean, she practically smirked 24 hours a day yet still managed to make sure it wasn't spotted by her father dearest. She was bound to get top marks!

She pulled on her magical red cloak as she didn't want to be recognised and her bright red cloak always hid her identity when meeting her sister and arrived at the TOP SECRET location (Cenred's castle). Going into her first classroom, she spotted about a dozen people who were all pathetically grimacing into various sized mirrors. Amateurs.

Morgause walked towards her, wearing a lucid green dress which also held the powers of invisibility.

"So, what do you think?"

Morgana gave her only friend a pointed look.

"What has enlisting several smelly commoners who do not understand the art of a true and passionate smirk got to do with destroying Camelot?" Morgause (obviously) smirked proudly.

"Well, Cenred and I put our heads together, as well as other things…"

Morgana shuddered.

"…and came up with our best evil plan of evil smirkness we have ever evilly come up with!" she finished, clapping her hands in glee.

Morgana blinked. "Sooooo… what is it?" A smirk plastered itself on Morgause's face.

"Welll… you know how we have been looking for a way to get rid of that stupid bumbling servant of Arthur's?" Morgana was interested now, finally Merlin would be disposed of.

"Well, once we've trained up these… things, we shall march into Camelot and confront Merlin. His stupid cheekbones and goofy grin will be no match for our glorious smirks!" Morgause cackled.

Morgana stared blankly at the blonde. She must have misheard, surely Morgause didn't think…

"He will be so upset that we mastered the facial features, he will have no choice but to surrender!"

That night Morgana ripped up her acceptance letter. From now on, smiling was the new emotion of evil.

A/N: So there you go, positively the most short and awful thing I've written on this site so far and that's saying something. Hope some of you still stay loyal to my work ;)

luv ya for reading this

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