Chapter 5
The Brave Little Toaster
It was twelve o'clock and Voldemort was visiting Malfoy Manor. He had just come over a bit peckish so, since Lucius had been deprived of his servant, they braved the kitchen alone.
Now, a couple of days ago, Lucius, after watching "The Brave Little Toaster" at a friends house went out and bought a toaster to see just how brave it was. He still hadn't figured out how to use it and thought that maybe an evil genius, such as Voldemort, could help him out.
Therefore, Voldemort and Lucius made there way into the kitchen and stood in front of the toaster staring at their reflections. Lucius went to the cupboard to get some pre-sliced bread, the best pre-sliced bread money could buy and separated two pieces. He also got a METAL butter knife and some strawberry jam and layed them on the counter.
Voldemort watched Lucius as he put the two slices of bread into the toaster and pulled the lever down.
"Well, I've always gotten it right this far, but I can't seem to figure out how to get the bread out," said Lucius, "And, it's not brave at all. It just sits there."
So they waited...and waited...and waited...
Ten minutes passed and Voldemort finally got impatient.
"Lucius, I'm starving! Hand me that METAL butter knife over there."
Lucius handed the Dark Lord the METAL butter knife and Voldemort jammed the METAL butter knife inside the toaster hoping to retrieve the bread.
He twisted it around and around until the METAL butter knife became lodged in the toaster.
"Oh, wait," said Lucius as he clapped his hand to his head. "It's not plugged in."
So Lucius plugged the toaster in to the non-existant receptical in the wall.
"Well, I guess we won't need this," said Voldemort as he pulled at the METAL butter knife, but as he did so an electric current ran from the toaster, through the knife and into his hand. If Voldemort had hair, it would've been standing on end.
Lucius grabbed a hand towel and began to hit the Dark Lord's hand until he broke it free from the METAL butter knife.
The Dark Lord lay on the floor, his body still pulsating with the current of electricity.
Lucius began to cry. "You bloody toaster! I'll kill you!
But as he said these words two lovely golden-brown pieces of toast popped out of the toaster and with them a resounding, 'PING'. Lucius grabbed them and was about to eat them when Voldemort sat up.
"I know you're not going to eat both of those," he said to a sheepish looking Lucius.
"Of course not, Voldemort, I was just going to put jam on yours."
Lucius smeared the toast with the delicious strawberry jam and brought it over to the Dark Lord, who was now sitting at the table.
"Yummmmm," mused the Dark Lord as he took a huge bite. He chewed, swallowed, and took two more. However, on the third bite his face turned red and he began to choke.
"Lucius, what kind of jam is this?" he choked out.
"Strawberry," said Lucius simply. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm allergic...to...strawberry...seeds..."
These were the Dark Lord's final words. He lay sprawled out on the
table with strawberry jam dripping from his mouth and a guilty looking Lucius left the room.
Cookies go out to all those who reviewed! Yum yum. Hope you're not allergic to chocolate chip.
The Brave Little Toaster
It was twelve o'clock and Voldemort was visiting Malfoy Manor. He had just come over a bit peckish so, since Lucius had been deprived of his servant, they braved the kitchen alone.
Now, a couple of days ago, Lucius, after watching "The Brave Little Toaster" at a friends house went out and bought a toaster to see just how brave it was. He still hadn't figured out how to use it and thought that maybe an evil genius, such as Voldemort, could help him out.
Therefore, Voldemort and Lucius made there way into the kitchen and stood in front of the toaster staring at their reflections. Lucius went to the cupboard to get some pre-sliced bread, the best pre-sliced bread money could buy and separated two pieces. He also got a METAL butter knife and some strawberry jam and layed them on the counter.
Voldemort watched Lucius as he put the two slices of bread into the toaster and pulled the lever down.
"Well, I've always gotten it right this far, but I can't seem to figure out how to get the bread out," said Lucius, "And, it's not brave at all. It just sits there."
So they waited...and waited...and waited...
Ten minutes passed and Voldemort finally got impatient.
"Lucius, I'm starving! Hand me that METAL butter knife over there."
Lucius handed the Dark Lord the METAL butter knife and Voldemort jammed the METAL butter knife inside the toaster hoping to retrieve the bread.
He twisted it around and around until the METAL butter knife became lodged in the toaster.
"Oh, wait," said Lucius as he clapped his hand to his head. "It's not plugged in."
So Lucius plugged the toaster in to the non-existant receptical in the wall.
"Well, I guess we won't need this," said Voldemort as he pulled at the METAL butter knife, but as he did so an electric current ran from the toaster, through the knife and into his hand. If Voldemort had hair, it would've been standing on end.
Lucius grabbed a hand towel and began to hit the Dark Lord's hand until he broke it free from the METAL butter knife.
The Dark Lord lay on the floor, his body still pulsating with the current of electricity.
Lucius began to cry. "You bloody toaster! I'll kill you!
But as he said these words two lovely golden-brown pieces of toast popped out of the toaster and with them a resounding, 'PING'. Lucius grabbed them and was about to eat them when Voldemort sat up.
"I know you're not going to eat both of those," he said to a sheepish looking Lucius.
"Of course not, Voldemort, I was just going to put jam on yours."
Lucius smeared the toast with the delicious strawberry jam and brought it over to the Dark Lord, who was now sitting at the table.
"Yummmmm," mused the Dark Lord as he took a huge bite. He chewed, swallowed, and took two more. However, on the third bite his face turned red and he began to choke.
"Lucius, what kind of jam is this?" he choked out.
"Strawberry," said Lucius simply. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm allergic...to...strawberry...seeds..."
These were the Dark Lord's final words. He lay sprawled out on the
table with strawberry jam dripping from his mouth and a guilty looking Lucius left the room.
Cookies go out to all those who reviewed! Yum yum. Hope you're not allergic to chocolate chip.