"Well, I guess it's just you and me now, Zozo," sighed Darcy.
He frowned at the dentures still on the ground. Suddenly Zozo jumped out
of his arms and looked at them.
"You're wrong, it's just you now!" exclaimed Zozo.
"You can talk?" gasped Darcy.
"That's right I can talk. And I'm plotting to take over the world too. And you know what else? That sack of flour that knocked you out was actually supposed to kill you! And even if you do get out of Poz, you can't tell anyone, because they won't believe you! No one will believe that a cat who could talk could plot to take over the world!" answered Zozo. He scurried away laughing evilly. Darcy stared at him, awestruck. Then he stared at the dentures and pouted.
"This couldn't get any worse," he whimpered. Then quickly, "I didn't mean that!" But it was too late. It began to rain. Darcy was so desperate now, that he picked up the dentures, held them away from his body, and ran back to Diamond City, whimpering,
"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!" Finally he reached the Sorcerer's door and knocked on it.
"Who is it?" answered a friendly voice from inside.
"It's me, Darcy, and I have your dentures!" Slowly the door opened and Harry Potter stood there and looked at him.
"Oh you, well, you weren't actually supposed to come back, so like, well, Good luck!" said Harry Potter very quickly. He shut the door in Darcy's face. Darcy just stood there, awestruck. Then he erupted in a fit of rage. He threw the dentures through the glass window, breaking the glass. Then he kicked the door many, many times, while screaming, very, very, loudly. Then, suddenly, he stopped, sat down, and began to meditate. After a few moments of that, he did some yoga, and then some Tai Chi. He had always wanted to see if all of that really worked, and, as it turns out, it didn't. He went back to kicking the door and throwing rocks through the windows, hoping one of the rocks would hit Harry Potter. All of a sudden the door opened and Harry Potter looked at him.
"Would you please stop vandalizing my house?" he asked. Darcy ran up and punched him right smack-dab on the nose. Harry Potter fell over.
"Ow," whimpered Harry Potter, clutching his nose.
"That felt good!" yelled Darcy. "That worked so much better that all that yoga!"
"Ow," Harry Potter whimpered again. It stopped raining and Darcy walked away relieved of his anger. And suddenly Darcy had a brilliant idea.
"This couldn't get any worse!" he yelled. And, as he predicted, it began to rain. And again, he yelled, "This couldn't get any worse!" And, as he predicted, it began to hail. As he had hoped, one of the balls of hail that came down hit him in the head and knocked him out.
Darcy woke up in the kitchen with Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry looking down at him.
"I knew it!" he screamed. "I knew it was a dream!" He looked over at Zozo. "You can't talk! You're not taking over the world!" Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry laughed.
"You dreamt about Zozo taking over the world?" asked Uncle Lenry. Darcy nodded. He and Aunt Kim went into hysterics.
"It's not funny," said Darcy. "It was scary." Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry just left, still laughing. Darcy looked at Zozo. Zozo looked back.
"I'll get you next time!" said Zozo. He walked outside, laughing madly.
"You're wrong, it's just you now!" exclaimed Zozo.
"You can talk?" gasped Darcy.
"That's right I can talk. And I'm plotting to take over the world too. And you know what else? That sack of flour that knocked you out was actually supposed to kill you! And even if you do get out of Poz, you can't tell anyone, because they won't believe you! No one will believe that a cat who could talk could plot to take over the world!" answered Zozo. He scurried away laughing evilly. Darcy stared at him, awestruck. Then he stared at the dentures and pouted.
"This couldn't get any worse," he whimpered. Then quickly, "I didn't mean that!" But it was too late. It began to rain. Darcy was so desperate now, that he picked up the dentures, held them away from his body, and ran back to Diamond City, whimpering,
"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!" Finally he reached the Sorcerer's door and knocked on it.
"Who is it?" answered a friendly voice from inside.
"It's me, Darcy, and I have your dentures!" Slowly the door opened and Harry Potter stood there and looked at him.
"Oh you, well, you weren't actually supposed to come back, so like, well, Good luck!" said Harry Potter very quickly. He shut the door in Darcy's face. Darcy just stood there, awestruck. Then he erupted in a fit of rage. He threw the dentures through the glass window, breaking the glass. Then he kicked the door many, many times, while screaming, very, very, loudly. Then, suddenly, he stopped, sat down, and began to meditate. After a few moments of that, he did some yoga, and then some Tai Chi. He had always wanted to see if all of that really worked, and, as it turns out, it didn't. He went back to kicking the door and throwing rocks through the windows, hoping one of the rocks would hit Harry Potter. All of a sudden the door opened and Harry Potter looked at him.
"Would you please stop vandalizing my house?" he asked. Darcy ran up and punched him right smack-dab on the nose. Harry Potter fell over.
"Ow," whimpered Harry Potter, clutching his nose.
"That felt good!" yelled Darcy. "That worked so much better that all that yoga!"
"Ow," Harry Potter whimpered again. It stopped raining and Darcy walked away relieved of his anger. And suddenly Darcy had a brilliant idea.
"This couldn't get any worse!" he yelled. And, as he predicted, it began to rain. And again, he yelled, "This couldn't get any worse!" And, as he predicted, it began to hail. As he had hoped, one of the balls of hail that came down hit him in the head and knocked him out.
Darcy woke up in the kitchen with Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry looking down at him.
"I knew it!" he screamed. "I knew it was a dream!" He looked over at Zozo. "You can't talk! You're not taking over the world!" Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry laughed.
"You dreamt about Zozo taking over the world?" asked Uncle Lenry. Darcy nodded. He and Aunt Kim went into hysterics.
"It's not funny," said Darcy. "It was scary." Aunt Kim and Uncle Lenry just left, still laughing. Darcy looked at Zozo. Zozo looked back.
"I'll get you next time!" said Zozo. He walked outside, laughing madly.