"Harry Potter!" they all gasped.
"Yes. I am no longer a wizard, I am now a Sorcerer!" said Harry Potter.
"Okay. I want to go back to Bezerkly, my home," said Darcy.
"And I want an eyeball!" said The Monster.
"And I want my weights!" said Iron Man.
"And I want a life!" said Santa Claus.
"All right. For me to grant your requests, you must bring me the Evil Woman's magic dentures!" said Harry Potter.
"Those things in her mouth are dentures?" gasped Darcy. "Ugh! Goodness, why didn't she get straight ones?"
"Apparently the crooked ones were cheaper," replied Harry Potter.
"But how are we going to get those out of her mouth?" asked Darcy.
"I shall pull them out with my super strength arms!" exclaimed Iron Man. Darcy raised an eyebrow.
"Do you really want to do that?" he asked.
"No, not really, that's kind of gross. Plus she'd probably bite my hand or something."
"So in order to get her dentures, we have to like, destroy her!" exclaimed Darcy.
"How are we going to do that?" asked Santa.
"Well, there's only one thing I know of that can destroy anything!" said Iron Man.
"What's that?" asked Darcy.
"A fatty french fry from McRonald's." So Darcy, The Monster, Iron Man, and Santa Claus all ran to the nearest McRonald's in Poz, got some french fries, and ran back to Diamond City. There they got directions to Crooked Teeth Castle, where the Evil Woman lived, and they ran over to it. There they put the french fries right outside the door, opened all the windows, and turned on fans so the enticing odor of the french fries would go into the castle. After a few moments, the Evil Woman of the Crooked Teeth came out.
"Oh, what could that enticing odor possibly be?" she sighed. She looked down at the french fries. "Ooh," sighed the Evil Woman. She began to drool, and finally picked up the french fries and stuffed them in her mouth. She made a coughing sound, and screamed,
"I'm evaporating! I'm evaporating!" Soon all that was left of her was her disgusting dentures lying on the ground. Everyone went up to the doorstep to see it.
"All right! We destroyed the Evil Woman!" yelled Darcy.
"Now I shall get a life!" exclaimed Santa.
"And I my weights!" exclaimed Iron Man.
"And I my eye!" exclaimed The Monster.
"So now all we have to do is bring it to the Sorcerer," said Darcy.
"Yep," said The Monster. No one really did anything for the next few minutes because no one wanted to touch the disgusting dentures.
"Okay, I'm not touching it," stated Darcy.
"Neither am I," said Santa.
"Neither am I," said Iron Man.
"Neither am I," said The Monster. They all looked at Zozo. He shook his head no. Darcy sighed.
"Someone has to touch it. If we don't bring it back to the Sorcerer, then how will our wishes be fulfilled?"
"You know, I don't really need two eyes. One eye suits me fine," said the Monster. He turned and went back to his field.
"And giving out presents and stuff isn't so bad," said Santa. "In fact, I actually enjoy those cookies. And," he paused and sniffed, "I miss those stupid elves. I don't know what I was thinking before." He walked back to his sleigh in the forest and flew back to the North Pole.
"And I can always lift logs instead of my old weights!" exclaimed Iron Man. "I mean, who cares what I'm lifting as long as it weighs a lot? I don't need those weights!" He walked back to his fitness center.
"Yes. I am no longer a wizard, I am now a Sorcerer!" said Harry Potter.
"Okay. I want to go back to Bezerkly, my home," said Darcy.
"And I want an eyeball!" said The Monster.
"And I want my weights!" said Iron Man.
"And I want a life!" said Santa Claus.
"All right. For me to grant your requests, you must bring me the Evil Woman's magic dentures!" said Harry Potter.
"Those things in her mouth are dentures?" gasped Darcy. "Ugh! Goodness, why didn't she get straight ones?"
"Apparently the crooked ones were cheaper," replied Harry Potter.
"But how are we going to get those out of her mouth?" asked Darcy.
"I shall pull them out with my super strength arms!" exclaimed Iron Man. Darcy raised an eyebrow.
"Do you really want to do that?" he asked.
"No, not really, that's kind of gross. Plus she'd probably bite my hand or something."
"So in order to get her dentures, we have to like, destroy her!" exclaimed Darcy.
"How are we going to do that?" asked Santa.
"Well, there's only one thing I know of that can destroy anything!" said Iron Man.
"What's that?" asked Darcy.
"A fatty french fry from McRonald's." So Darcy, The Monster, Iron Man, and Santa Claus all ran to the nearest McRonald's in Poz, got some french fries, and ran back to Diamond City. There they got directions to Crooked Teeth Castle, where the Evil Woman lived, and they ran over to it. There they put the french fries right outside the door, opened all the windows, and turned on fans so the enticing odor of the french fries would go into the castle. After a few moments, the Evil Woman of the Crooked Teeth came out.
"Oh, what could that enticing odor possibly be?" she sighed. She looked down at the french fries. "Ooh," sighed the Evil Woman. She began to drool, and finally picked up the french fries and stuffed them in her mouth. She made a coughing sound, and screamed,
"I'm evaporating! I'm evaporating!" Soon all that was left of her was her disgusting dentures lying on the ground. Everyone went up to the doorstep to see it.
"All right! We destroyed the Evil Woman!" yelled Darcy.
"Now I shall get a life!" exclaimed Santa.
"And I my weights!" exclaimed Iron Man.
"And I my eye!" exclaimed The Monster.
"So now all we have to do is bring it to the Sorcerer," said Darcy.
"Yep," said The Monster. No one really did anything for the next few minutes because no one wanted to touch the disgusting dentures.
"Okay, I'm not touching it," stated Darcy.
"Neither am I," said Santa.
"Neither am I," said Iron Man.
"Neither am I," said The Monster. They all looked at Zozo. He shook his head no. Darcy sighed.
"Someone has to touch it. If we don't bring it back to the Sorcerer, then how will our wishes be fulfilled?"
"You know, I don't really need two eyes. One eye suits me fine," said the Monster. He turned and went back to his field.
"And giving out presents and stuff isn't so bad," said Santa. "In fact, I actually enjoy those cookies. And," he paused and sniffed, "I miss those stupid elves. I don't know what I was thinking before." He walked back to his sleigh in the forest and flew back to the North Pole.
"And I can always lift logs instead of my old weights!" exclaimed Iron Man. "I mean, who cares what I'm lifting as long as it weighs a lot? I don't need those weights!" He walked back to his fitness center.