Written for: September Event: 21. (dialogue) "Can't we just cancel Monday? It's not like anyone cares..."
Cursed Mondays
"Can't we just cancel Monday? It's not like anyone cares..." Voldemort sighed, slouching in his chair. It was Sunday night and he wasn't looking forward to Monday. He tried not to think of the crude muggle cartoon cat that loved lasagne and hated Mondays.
It was hard, considering Narcissa had the house-elves cook up a delicious lasagne for their dinner.
"My Lord," Lucius began. "We're unable to cancel Mondays."
"We can," Voldemort replied, his eyes narrowing at his faithful Death Eater. "Why do you think we're doing all of this?"
"Because we want to show the Wizarding World that being pureblood makes us better than the mudbloods?" Lucius said pompously.
"No, you fool," Voldemort hissed. "It's to rid ourselves of these cursed Mondays. Why else would I become the Dark Lord?"
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