Pocket Protectors
A/N: Just…imagine him as nerdy as possible.
"Hmmmmnnnn…"
He muttered, reaching into his pocked—protected, of course, by a pocket protector—and drawing out one of his blood-red pens. He made a few checkmarks in the book that was opened neatly, resting on his arm opposite the one holding the pen, before capping it and scanning the hour-by-hour planner before him.
"First, I must set foot into Hogsmead at precisely one-thirty in the morning. No sooner, no later. Then I will have a fifteen minute drink at the Hogs Head, before wrecking my evil havoc upon the world—at exactly one-forty-five am. There, that shall do quite nicely…" he made a few more adjustments, filling in the proper space just so, before closing the book carefully—so as not to smudge the still-drying ink—and slipping it into the bag at his feet.
He pushed his bottle-cap, thick-rimmed glasses further up his nose—which was, of course, non-existent…though no one dared tell him that—and sniffed loudly, bearing his awkward teeth as he scrunched his nose, rising his lip in the action.
His lip, on its way down, caught on his braces, and he stamped his foot weakly upon the ground.
"Oooowww," he whined as he removed his bit of lippy-flesh from the bracket, careful not to tear the skin any more than it already was. He straightened his clean-cut, white button down shirt, made sure his pants reached their proper height; above his bellybutton (anything less would simply not do!) and checked his watch. It was one twenty-nine. He waited.
At promptly one thirty, he apparated and arrived at the Hogs Head just in time for a fifteen minute drink.
And then, at exactly one forty five, he wrecked his havoc upon all of the human race.
The world resounded with the terrible, evil, sadistic laugh that emitted from his body as he terrorized all who crossed him—and quite a few who didn't.
"Nnneeeaaaahhhahahahahaha!!!" his maniacal laugh was ended in a snort that introduced the darkness upon the world.
A/N: heh sorry about that. Kate and I were talking, and she laughed maniacally. I attempted to do the same, but a weak, nerdy-sheep laugh, trying to sound maniacal escaped me. And thus this was born. Hope you all enjoyed it.