Albie's special suntan lotion

pineapple

Water-proof!

"I think this is a rather good bottle to put the stuff in, don't you think?" Dumbledore asked Wormtail.

Wormtail nodded. 

Dumbledore had called the Death Eaters together and had bought an old factory, he had then transformed it into a suntan lotion factory.

"But Master number 2, aren't we making Coconut lotion?" Lucius Malfoy asked, wearing a hairnet and an apron.

"Ah, my dear Evil Muncher, that is the whole plan.  We will make Coconut, but label it as Pineapple, and then we will hang posters in Doctor's offices.  And then the people who are allergic to Coconut will have to go the doctor, and then they will read the poster, and then they will join our forces.  MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"He's scary." Wormtail whispered to Lucius Malfoy, who nodded.

"Go on now, Evil Munchers, go make the Coconut lotion!" Dumbledore yelled, jumping up and down like maniac (which he was/is).

He sat the rest of the day in his office, designing a poster:

Hello there, poster-reader!

A few questions for you:

Have you ever wished you could have anything you wanted?

Do you want to go down in history?

Do you have what it takes to take over the world?

Join our army now!

Our plan:  Take over the world!

If you are interested, our first meeting is October 13,

At the Wal-Mart on Taddish Drive, Eevylton, Vicere.

"Excellent.  Now we must make many copies of these." He said, smiling at the poster, then taking out his wand and duplicating it a lot of times.

"Evil Munchers!" he called standing on a balcony over the work place.

"Yes, Lord?" they said in unison, looking up at him.

"Go out now and go hang these posters in doctor's offices, and you, Lucius, take off the hairnet and the apron and go sell these bottles of suntan lotion to the Wal-Marts all over the world."

They all bowed and went to do what they were assigned to do.  (hehe)

In the evening~~~~~~~~~~

"Master, we have succeeded." Said Bellatrix.

"AH!  Excellent!  Now, I am going to show you what I have been doing.  You must tell me what you think." Dumbledore said.

"Okay…" said Bellatrix uncertainly.

Dumbledore jumped on the table and began doing some sort of happy dance.

"I'm happy!  I'm so happy!  I'm taking over the world!  I'm so happy!  I'm so evil!" he sang, shaking his butt and waving his hands in the air.

Then he jumped back off and brushed his robes off.

"Well, what do you think?  I call it:  Evil, Happy Me."

The Evil Munchers were speechless.

"Are you saying you don't like it?" asked Dumbledore, his bottom lip trembling.

"Er…"

"WHAAAAAA!" cried Dumbledore, tears splashing down his bears.

"Now, now, master, we were just so speechless at your ability to dance so well…" said Nott, patting Dumbledore's back.

Dumbledore sniffed and stopped crying.

"Really?"

"Really." Said the Evil Munchers.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really?"

"REALLY!"

Dumbledore sighed happily.

"Really?

The Evil Munchers sighed and grumbled.  Ugh.

Lucius Malfoy came bursting in at that moment.

"Master!  It is done!  Your suntan lotion is now in Wal-Marts all over the world!" he shouted.

"Yay!" yelled Dumbledore.  "I'm happy!  I'm so happy!  I'm taking over the world!  I'm so happy!  I'm so evil!" he sang again, shaking his bottom and waving his hands in the air.

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Helllo evil readers!  Your insane, evil, with plans to take over the world author here!  Hehe…

Can anyone guess what vicere means?  And what the hell is Eevylton?  Hint  (say it out loud)