FAT BASTARD: Oh..... oops.
HAGRID: I'm waiiiitinggggg!!
FAT BASTARD: HOLD YER' HORSES! :::takes sock off Hagrid's head:::
HAGRID: Yippee!!!!!1
SNAPE: All right... enough! Just... follow me, okay? I don't think I can put up with this much longer...
MINI ME: ::::whispering to Fat Bastard::::: what's that in your pocket?
FAT BASTARD: A magic stick!
MINI ME: WHAT?
FAT BASTARD: I waved it around and asked for donuts, and it gave me donuts! That's why it's a magic stick!
MINI ME: You moron! That's a wand!
FAT BASTARD: ..................................oh.
MINI ME: Give me that!
FAT BASTARD: It's MY magic stick. Find your own.
MINI ME: No, really, I'll give it right back. I just want to do something... come on, just for a minute!
FAT BASTARD: No!
MINI ME: Then I'll hurt you!
FAT BASTARD: You can't hurt me! I'm bigger than you!
MINI ME: Well? Austin Powers was bigger than me, and I beat the crap outa him!
FAT BASTARD: All right... you can BORROW my magic stick for a minute. If you don't give it back soon, I'll eat you!
MINI ME: ::::breathing hard:::::::: Don't scare me like that!
FAT BASTARD: Whatever. ::::gives Mini Me "Magic Stick"::::::
MINI ME: Cool..... um..... Turn the greasy guy into a... a... a...
FAT BASTARD: BABY-BACK RIBS!!!!!
:::::everyone hears this outburst, and Mini Me puts the "Magic Stick" behind his back:::::
MINI ME: Um... he's delirious... too much running.
::::::everyone exchanges puzzled glances, and then walks down the stairs to the dungeon. Mini Me forgets about the "Magic Stick," which he put in his pocket.::::::
SNAPE: Finally. Now, let us get this over with, shall we?
MCGONAGALL: Now, now, we've got plenty of time.
SNAPE: ;;;thinking;;; :::is she trying to KILL me? I'm gonna get revenge one of these days, I swear...::::::
SNAPE: All right, open up your books. And now- what's that smell?
MINI ME: Maybe you're head's overcooking the french fries.
SNAPE: .......what? ::::looks up:::: OH MY GOD!!!! :::::takes out his wand and stops his head:::::
MINI ME: ::::whispering:::: I turned his head into a frying pan. I guess I didn't really forget about that "Magic Stick" after all, huh?
SNAPE: Now, if you must know, I have unbelievably acute senses. What this means is that I HEARD YOU!
MINI ME: It's Fat Bastard's "Magic Stick!" Blame him, not me!
FAT BASTARD: I want donuts!!!! :::::donuts appear:::::
SNAPE: :::forgetting what he was talking about::: ...a wand?... that can work?... without proper incantations?
FAT BASTARD: I want mustard! ::::mustard appears::::::
MINI ME: Eww! you put mustard on donuts?
FAT BASTARD: It's a delicacy in Madagascar.
MINI ME: .....we aren't in Madagascar, you moron!
FAT BASTARD: ::sticks his tongue out at Mini Me:::
MINI ME: Why, you-
SNAPE: GIVE ME THAT! ::::grabs Fat Bastard's "Magic Stick"::::
FAT BASTARD: HEY!!!!
SNAPE: This... what do you call this?
FAT BASTARD: That is MY MAGIC STICK!
SNAPE: A magic stick? Oh, you don't know anything!
FAT BASTARD: I'm gonna squish you!
SNAPE: ::::ignoring Fat Bastard::: I have to bring this to Dumbeldore. ::::::sprints out of his room::::::
FAT BASTARD: GIVE IT BACK!!! ::::runs after Snape:::::
DR. EVIL: ::::making a potion:::::::: Look at this!
MINI ME: What's that supposed to do?
DR. EVIL: If you drink it, you get wings and start smelling like Fat Bastard...
MINI ME: Ugh! Throw it away!
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to be continued...................
Please review! There is more to come! Much more.... MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! -ahem- ::::cough cough::::
HAGRID: I'm waiiiitinggggg!!
FAT BASTARD: HOLD YER' HORSES! :::takes sock off Hagrid's head:::
HAGRID: Yippee!!!!!1
SNAPE: All right... enough! Just... follow me, okay? I don't think I can put up with this much longer...
MINI ME: ::::whispering to Fat Bastard::::: what's that in your pocket?
FAT BASTARD: A magic stick!
MINI ME: WHAT?
FAT BASTARD: I waved it around and asked for donuts, and it gave me donuts! That's why it's a magic stick!
MINI ME: You moron! That's a wand!
FAT BASTARD: ..................................oh.
MINI ME: Give me that!
FAT BASTARD: It's MY magic stick. Find your own.
MINI ME: No, really, I'll give it right back. I just want to do something... come on, just for a minute!
FAT BASTARD: No!
MINI ME: Then I'll hurt you!
FAT BASTARD: You can't hurt me! I'm bigger than you!
MINI ME: Well? Austin Powers was bigger than me, and I beat the crap outa him!
FAT BASTARD: All right... you can BORROW my magic stick for a minute. If you don't give it back soon, I'll eat you!
MINI ME: ::::breathing hard:::::::: Don't scare me like that!
FAT BASTARD: Whatever. ::::gives Mini Me "Magic Stick"::::::
MINI ME: Cool..... um..... Turn the greasy guy into a... a... a...
FAT BASTARD: BABY-BACK RIBS!!!!!
:::::everyone hears this outburst, and Mini Me puts the "Magic Stick" behind his back:::::
MINI ME: Um... he's delirious... too much running.
::::::everyone exchanges puzzled glances, and then walks down the stairs to the dungeon. Mini Me forgets about the "Magic Stick," which he put in his pocket.::::::
SNAPE: Finally. Now, let us get this over with, shall we?
MCGONAGALL: Now, now, we've got plenty of time.
SNAPE: ;;;thinking;;; :::is she trying to KILL me? I'm gonna get revenge one of these days, I swear...::::::
SNAPE: All right, open up your books. And now- what's that smell?
MINI ME: Maybe you're head's overcooking the french fries.
SNAPE: .......what? ::::looks up:::: OH MY GOD!!!! :::::takes out his wand and stops his head:::::
MINI ME: ::::whispering:::: I turned his head into a frying pan. I guess I didn't really forget about that "Magic Stick" after all, huh?
SNAPE: Now, if you must know, I have unbelievably acute senses. What this means is that I HEARD YOU!
MINI ME: It's Fat Bastard's "Magic Stick!" Blame him, not me!
FAT BASTARD: I want donuts!!!! :::::donuts appear:::::
SNAPE: :::forgetting what he was talking about::: ...a wand?... that can work?... without proper incantations?
FAT BASTARD: I want mustard! ::::mustard appears::::::
MINI ME: Eww! you put mustard on donuts?
FAT BASTARD: It's a delicacy in Madagascar.
MINI ME: .....we aren't in Madagascar, you moron!
FAT BASTARD: ::sticks his tongue out at Mini Me:::
MINI ME: Why, you-
SNAPE: GIVE ME THAT! ::::grabs Fat Bastard's "Magic Stick"::::
FAT BASTARD: HEY!!!!
SNAPE: This... what do you call this?
FAT BASTARD: That is MY MAGIC STICK!
SNAPE: A magic stick? Oh, you don't know anything!
FAT BASTARD: I'm gonna squish you!
SNAPE: ::::ignoring Fat Bastard::: I have to bring this to Dumbeldore. ::::::sprints out of his room::::::
FAT BASTARD: GIVE IT BACK!!! ::::runs after Snape:::::
DR. EVIL: ::::making a potion:::::::: Look at this!
MINI ME: What's that supposed to do?
DR. EVIL: If you drink it, you get wings and start smelling like Fat Bastard...
MINI ME: Ugh! Throw it away!
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to be continued...................
Please review! There is more to come! Much more.... MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! -ahem- ::::cough cough::::