{A/N: Hello, all. This is ZePruneMoufine. I was about to start the new DSE when I realized I had no fics to credit my own insanity! So I came up with this little ditty. Enjoy!}


Nurse one: God, I hate working here. ::puffs on her cigarette::

Nurse two: Y'think I don't? I work in disturbed! ::breaks her beet bottle:: Gah. That stuff sucks.

NO: Then why do you drink it? And why does my abbreviation look like BO?

Mighty and Powerful Author: Because you have it. Bad. Can't you smell it?

NT: I do. I was hoping the beer would take away the scent.

MPA: No such luck. Sorry.


::FIRE ALARM GOES OFF::


NO: My God, what happened this time?!

NT: I don't know, c'mon!


::ALL OF THE LOONY BIRDHOUSE PATIENTS…ARE GONE::


MPA: Yes, yes, we see that. Go on.


NO: What happened?

Disturbed Floor Manager: Looks like there was some sort of conspiracy between them all!

NO: How did they have the sense for that?

DFM: Ask them, not me.

NT: But you're the sane one! Can't you understand their logic?

DFM: Nope.

NO and NT: Damn you.

DFM: Nah. But thanks anyway! ::runs off singing about how free he feels without his whitey-tighties::

NO and NT: ::exchange scared looks::


::MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE NOT SO FAR AWAY (try Starbucks)…::


Brittie-chan: Lookit this! EEEEE! *squeals*

Harry Potter: What? What does it say? I left my glasses there!

B-c: ::smacks him on the back of the head:: Blonde. It says the DSE has unformed! Well, I must RE-FORM it!!! With entirely new, refreshed, insane HP fanatics!

HP: I am not blonde! Does black hair look anything like blonde hair?

B-c: Yep.

HP: Oh. Okay, then.

B-c: FOR COFFEE EVERYWHERE! AND THE DEFEAT OF KIPA!

HP: ::a terrified look comes into his face:: My God, now I remember you! Y-you're DECAFFEINATEDCAFFEINE FROM FANFICTION.NET, FRIEND OF IDONO! DIEEEEEE!

B-c: Now that's not nice. I was going to pickle you then give you to Ami. Guess not, eh?

HP: Ami? You are her friend as well? I SHALL KILL YOU BY WAY OF THE PHONE!

B-c: Yaaaay! Fun! And sugar! And and and COFFEE! WOOT WOOT!

HP: Um, if you insist.

B-c: I really do. Now, where are the others?


(A/N: These fics are called clichés. Maybe some of you remember them. They're written—well, like this. I am reviving the DSE. If you remember that, I love you and want to marry you. And of course I'm not serious, you perv! Anywho, if you want to be an escapee, review and tell me thus. Also tell me which HP character you want! Please, no flames. Pyros like me take advantage of them.)