A/N: Heh. Most of you liked the last part, yay! So I suppose I'll continue it. If you didn't read the last part, you best be turnin' round now, cuz you won't get it! This story is about how a cute little kid named Tommy became Voldemort. With the help of an alien conspiracy to get fish and chips. Eep. I'm so high today. On potatoes.
I'm not going to add any more spelling words or crazy challenge thingies, just going to continue it. Kay? Kay. More of the aliens evil plan is revealed. Now read!
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"Tommy! Where were you?" scolded Miss Hannyghan, glaring at the (seemingly) unchanged seven year old.
"I was speaking to the wrinkly one," his lying fangs said.
"You mean the tour guide?"
"No," Cyppm-as-Tommy replied, rolling his distinctive eyes.
"Well, it's time to go, Tommy. You will be spanked for this infraction." Miss Hannyghan grabbed his small hand and was shocked to feel sharp nails digging into her skin. "Uh...Tommy?" she asked, a bit afraid.
"Take me to your fish and chips." His voice sounded more metallic than usual, thought the middle aged orphanage director, and his eyes...
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"Groovy, Commander!" the real Tommy chirped.
"Thanks, dude!" The Commander and Tommy were getting along just fine, playing a game of Pac-man on the overhead monitor. "If that Cyppm doesn't complete the mission correctly, I'm going to eat him just like I'm eating those colorful dots!"
"What is the plan, Commander?" Tommy questioned, still having no idea what was going on.
"Well, child, you may not realize this, but we Bodlzians have a strange affinity for what you call 'fish and chips'," Commander Pawl motioned.
"Uh huh..."
"These fish and chips give us a strange power." Commander Paul leaned in and whispered in Tommy's ear confidentially. "They are a well known aphrodisiac, you see."
"Afro-whasit?" Tommy's innocent eyes were full of confusion.
"Er...they...make us happy," he said quickly. "Back on subject, our plan...yes. With trusted Cyppm appearing to all as a cute little boy," he tweaked Thomas Marvalo Riddle's nose affectionately, "He can begin his work in bringing back 'fish and chips' for all of us."
"Neat-o! But how long will he look like me? Won't he change back?"
"Well, yes," the pale, red-eyed, fanged alien replied, "but the change will occur so slowly that no one will notice until it is too late!" He paused dramatically, and then went back to relaying his plan. "And then, all the 'fish and chips' SHALL BE MINE!" He laughed evilly in the signature Bodlzian high tone.
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Three years later, on Earth, another alien was laughing shrilly -- Cyppm. Little did his Commander know that in transferring him into Tommy's body, he was also giving the soldier an added weapon -- MAGIC.
"Just imagine what I can do..." trailed off the faux Tom Riddle, imagining mountains of 'fish and chips' (even in his mind he moved his fingers to make quotation marks), the oil burning all of his enemies, and the spices attracting beautiful creatures. The same beautiful creatures whose pictures adorned his bed's sides, the ceiling, and th-
"TOM! There had better NOT be any MORE sheep pictures on my bed when I get up there!"
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A/N: *grins* HEHEHE! Okay, I don't know if that part was any better, or any worse, but I'm starting to like this series. So review, and tell me whether you thought it was off the wall (in a good way) or off the wall (in a bad way)!!
A/N2: For all those of you memorizing the periodic table, I give you this advice. To memorize Fe (the symbol for iron) remember this. Fe, reminds you of FU, reminds you of DUI, and the last letter of DUI is I, which is the first letter in IRON! *grins and puffs some more potatoes*
A/N3: REVIEW! Please?
A/N4: There was no reason for this A/N. I just wanted to annoy you. *grins evilly*
A/N5: I forgot to mention, that if you don't know what an aphrodasiac is, look it up. But DON'T ASK YO MAMA! *grins so evilly my face hurts*
I'm not going to add any more spelling words or crazy challenge thingies, just going to continue it. Kay? Kay. More of the aliens evil plan is revealed. Now read!
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"Tommy! Where were you?" scolded Miss Hannyghan, glaring at the (seemingly) unchanged seven year old.
"I was speaking to the wrinkly one," his lying fangs said.
"You mean the tour guide?"
"No," Cyppm-as-Tommy replied, rolling his distinctive eyes.
"Well, it's time to go, Tommy. You will be spanked for this infraction." Miss Hannyghan grabbed his small hand and was shocked to feel sharp nails digging into her skin. "Uh...Tommy?" she asked, a bit afraid.
"Take me to your fish and chips." His voice sounded more metallic than usual, thought the middle aged orphanage director, and his eyes...
****
"Groovy, Commander!" the real Tommy chirped.
"Thanks, dude!" The Commander and Tommy were getting along just fine, playing a game of Pac-man on the overhead monitor. "If that Cyppm doesn't complete the mission correctly, I'm going to eat him just like I'm eating those colorful dots!"
"What is the plan, Commander?" Tommy questioned, still having no idea what was going on.
"Well, child, you may not realize this, but we Bodlzians have a strange affinity for what you call 'fish and chips'," Commander Pawl motioned.
"Uh huh..."
"These fish and chips give us a strange power." Commander Paul leaned in and whispered in Tommy's ear confidentially. "They are a well known aphrodisiac, you see."
"Afro-whasit?" Tommy's innocent eyes were full of confusion.
"Er...they...make us happy," he said quickly. "Back on subject, our plan...yes. With trusted Cyppm appearing to all as a cute little boy," he tweaked Thomas Marvalo Riddle's nose affectionately, "He can begin his work in bringing back 'fish and chips' for all of us."
"Neat-o! But how long will he look like me? Won't he change back?"
"Well, yes," the pale, red-eyed, fanged alien replied, "but the change will occur so slowly that no one will notice until it is too late!" He paused dramatically, and then went back to relaying his plan. "And then, all the 'fish and chips' SHALL BE MINE!" He laughed evilly in the signature Bodlzian high tone.
****
Three years later, on Earth, another alien was laughing shrilly -- Cyppm. Little did his Commander know that in transferring him into Tommy's body, he was also giving the soldier an added weapon -- MAGIC.
"Just imagine what I can do..." trailed off the faux Tom Riddle, imagining mountains of 'fish and chips' (even in his mind he moved his fingers to make quotation marks), the oil burning all of his enemies, and the spices attracting beautiful creatures. The same beautiful creatures whose pictures adorned his bed's sides, the ceiling, and th-
"TOM! There had better NOT be any MORE sheep pictures on my bed when I get up there!"
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A/N: *grins* HEHEHE! Okay, I don't know if that part was any better, or any worse, but I'm starting to like this series. So review, and tell me whether you thought it was off the wall (in a good way) or off the wall (in a bad way)!!
A/N2: For all those of you memorizing the periodic table, I give you this advice. To memorize Fe (the symbol for iron) remember this. Fe, reminds you of FU, reminds you of DUI, and the last letter of DUI is I, which is the first letter in IRON! *grins and puffs some more potatoes*
A/N3: REVIEW! Please?
A/N4: There was no reason for this A/N. I just wanted to annoy you. *grins evilly*
A/N5: I forgot to mention, that if you don't know what an aphrodasiac is, look it up. But DON'T ASK YO MAMA! *grins so evilly my face hurts*
