A/n: This idea was just too funny to pass up. It comes from a reference in my other fic, Zucchini! Enjoy! Go read my other one too. Fun stuff ((my fave. Phrase)

"PETER, ARE THE CUMBER SANDWHICHES READY?" yelled Lord Voldemort as he vacuumed the carpet in the living room. (A/n: You know he really loves to vacuum.)

"ALMOST!" replied Peter as he came running in from the kitchen carrying a tray piled high with snacks, drinks, and of course, Voldemort's favorite, cucumber sandwiches, nearly running into Voldemort and tripping over the vacuum cord.(A/n: And eat cucumber sandwiches.) Just then the doorbell rang.

"Oh my god! He's here already! Is everything ready? Are my robes strait?" said Voldemort as he panicked and rushed to open the door.

Voldemort opened the door "Sauron! How nice to see you!"

"Hello…Voldemort." Replied Sauron with an odd look.

Voldemort saw the look and then looked down at him self; he was still wearing the white with red cherries patterned apron he had been cleaning the lair in.

"Oops, guess I forgot to take that off," he said in an embarrassed voice as he removed the apron and put it down on a table by the door, "Come in, I have tons of snacks."

Sauron entered and they went into the living room, which was decorated in pale yellow wallpaper and pastel pink accents. Sauron sat down on the pale yellow couch with little pink flowers on it.

"I see that you've redecorated…again," said Sauron.

"Yeah, do you like it? I really think that the pale yellow adds a lot of light to the room."

"You said you wanted to speak to me. Why?"

"Well, I have this idea. Hold on."

Voldemort gets up and returns with a yellow teapot and matching teacups.

"Here have some tea and sandwiches. I have this idea to start a club, where us evil geniuses can get together and discuss evil stuff."

"Okay"

"And, well I though you might want to help. We could hold it at that pub you like to go to in London. You know the one I'm talking about; we went their last week. Remember?"

"Yes, So who would we invite?"

"Well, I was thinking that at first we could keep it small, say you, me, Peter, and Gollum, and then, from there we could decide who is worthy of joining."

"So when should we meet?"

"Next Thursday at three sound good?"

"Hold on let me check my calendar." Sauron pulls out a Palm Pilot and begins tapping the screen.

"Okay, but I have a manicure at four-thirty, so it better be a short meeting."

A/n: Not a long first chapter, but I wanted to do it this way and it's my story, so HA! Yeah, deal with it = P (( ( my little tiny island paradise, how nice & you can't come

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