A/N: Hiya! This little ficcy was written by me (Black Mage Dad) and good
ol' Feathery Kuja! She told me if I didn't give her credit she'd kill me .
. . so . . . *takes a deep breath* THIS STORY WAS ALSO WRITTEN BY FEATHERY
KUJA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *cough* sleepy . . . *falls unconscious*
Disclaimer: I don't own jack-diddly-oodle! But that would be SO cool if I did . . .
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Sephiroth: And here we are again, on Late Night with Sephiroth. Hello everyone!
Audience: BOOOOO!!!
*Applause sign comes up*
Audience: YAAAAAAY!!!!
Sephiroth: Good! Now let's get on with the show. For our first guest, Professor Snape.
*Snape walks out*
Snape: Hello, Moto. *Japanese accent*
Sephiroth: Hello, Mortal.
Snape: I'm older than you.
Sephiroth: Shut up, I'll still live longer. Okay for our first question: Professor, what is it like knowing everyone hates you?
Snape: Why Sephiroth, I think you should be able to answer that question on your own.
Sephiroth: *Confused* What?
Snape: Never mind, it is something your feeble mind cannot grasp.
Sephiroth: Oh . . . uh . . . whatever. Okay, now for the second question! What DO you use on your magnificent hair? It's so . . . captivating.
Snape: *What-the-fuck look* Uh . . . motor oil. It's the only thing I could find down in Alabama.
Sephiroth: What?
Snape: *Blushes* Oh, nothin . . .
Sephiroth: What's that music?
*Sweet Home Alabama can be heard mysteriously playing in the background*
Snape: *HACK HACK HACK* nothing, I think it must be your own imagination! Ehehehe . . .
*Sweet Home Alabama keeps playing*
Sephiroth: Uh, ok . . . Now let's get our next guest out. Thank you, Sir Snape.
Snape: Uh, yeah, sure, whatever buddy . . . *Walks off*
Sephiroth: *Blink Blink* Now the next guest is . . . *Drum Roll* ICE CREAM CHUCK!!!
Camera Man: Who the hell is Ice Cream Chuck?
Sephiroth: Oh, sorry, it is . . . DUMBLEDORE!!!
Audience: BOOOOOOO--*sign goes up*-- YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
*Dumbledore is wheeled out*
Sephiroth: Hello, Headmaster, pleasure to have you here.
*Wormtongue from Two Towers runs out with his pants down and trips*
Womtongue: Uh, sorry, you got to see my movie to get that . . . *Shuffles off*
Sephiroth: Awww, I'm glad my cast has such enthusiasm!!
*Snape streaks by*
Dumbledore: Wow, I didn't know Severus was so fast, that was like a naked blur!!
Sephiroth: Uh, okay, then will you answer my first question? Thank you. Now, Mr. Dumbledore, how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop?
Dumbledore: *Staring off into space and drooling*
*Snape streaks back the other way*
Audience: YAAAAAA!!
Sephiroth: SHUT UP DAMNIT, THE SIGN ISN'T UP!!!
Audince: *Silent*
*Sweet Home Alabama still playing*
*From backstage-Wormtongue: Acid is my friend . . .!!*
Dumbledore: *Snaps out of it* Oh yes, the weather is quite nice in West Virginia!
Sephiroth: Shut up you senile old man!
Dumbledore: *Pauses*
Dumbledore: *Begins laughing*
Sephiroth: Now for a commercial break!!!
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A/N: Next chapter will be after commercial break. Good clorex to all of you, and God bless West Virginia.
Disclaimer: I don't own jack-diddly-oodle! But that would be SO cool if I did . . .
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Sephiroth: And here we are again, on Late Night with Sephiroth. Hello everyone!
Audience: BOOOOO!!!
*Applause sign comes up*
Audience: YAAAAAAY!!!!
Sephiroth: Good! Now let's get on with the show. For our first guest, Professor Snape.
*Snape walks out*
Snape: Hello, Moto. *Japanese accent*
Sephiroth: Hello, Mortal.
Snape: I'm older than you.
Sephiroth: Shut up, I'll still live longer. Okay for our first question: Professor, what is it like knowing everyone hates you?
Snape: Why Sephiroth, I think you should be able to answer that question on your own.
Sephiroth: *Confused* What?
Snape: Never mind, it is something your feeble mind cannot grasp.
Sephiroth: Oh . . . uh . . . whatever. Okay, now for the second question! What DO you use on your magnificent hair? It's so . . . captivating.
Snape: *What-the-fuck look* Uh . . . motor oil. It's the only thing I could find down in Alabama.
Sephiroth: What?
Snape: *Blushes* Oh, nothin . . .
Sephiroth: What's that music?
*Sweet Home Alabama can be heard mysteriously playing in the background*
Snape: *HACK HACK HACK* nothing, I think it must be your own imagination! Ehehehe . . .
*Sweet Home Alabama keeps playing*
Sephiroth: Uh, ok . . . Now let's get our next guest out. Thank you, Sir Snape.
Snape: Uh, yeah, sure, whatever buddy . . . *Walks off*
Sephiroth: *Blink Blink* Now the next guest is . . . *Drum Roll* ICE CREAM CHUCK!!!
Camera Man: Who the hell is Ice Cream Chuck?
Sephiroth: Oh, sorry, it is . . . DUMBLEDORE!!!
Audience: BOOOOOOO--*sign goes up*-- YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
*Dumbledore is wheeled out*
Sephiroth: Hello, Headmaster, pleasure to have you here.
*Wormtongue from Two Towers runs out with his pants down and trips*
Womtongue: Uh, sorry, you got to see my movie to get that . . . *Shuffles off*
Sephiroth: Awww, I'm glad my cast has such enthusiasm!!
*Snape streaks by*
Dumbledore: Wow, I didn't know Severus was so fast, that was like a naked blur!!
Sephiroth: Uh, okay, then will you answer my first question? Thank you. Now, Mr. Dumbledore, how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop?
Dumbledore: *Staring off into space and drooling*
*Snape streaks back the other way*
Audience: YAAAAAA!!
Sephiroth: SHUT UP DAMNIT, THE SIGN ISN'T UP!!!
Audince: *Silent*
*Sweet Home Alabama still playing*
*From backstage-Wormtongue: Acid is my friend . . .!!*
Dumbledore: *Snaps out of it* Oh yes, the weather is quite nice in West Virginia!
Sephiroth: Shut up you senile old man!
Dumbledore: *Pauses*
Dumbledore: *Begins laughing*
Sephiroth: Now for a commercial break!!!
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A/N: Next chapter will be after commercial break. Good clorex to all of you, and God bless West Virginia.