Villains: Slade (Teen Titans), Voldemort (Harry Potter), Wadsworth (Clue), Naraku (Inu Yasha), Elphaba and the Wizard (Wicked and The Wizard of Oz), Habib Marwan (24).
Disclaimer: Yup, we're spending our money right now because we're rich since we own all these characters and everything. Yeah, and Voldemort's not British.(Voldy; Hey, that's not nice!) Right. If you believe that then, sorry, but there's no hope for you...
"Slade!"
"Get away from me, freak!"
"Lark, I told you, 'don't hug Slade!' The evil might rub off on you!"
"Sorry," Lark quickly released Slade and returned to the plush vintage armchair that she was sitting in. There were two of these armchairs in the circle, in addition to twenty lawn chairs.
"All right, everyone, come in and take a seat," Anna opened the door for the rest of the villains.
The seats filled quickly, and soon the villains were all looking nervously around, their eyes darting from their fellow villains to the 'counselors.'
"So, who wants to introduce themselves first?" Lark asked, looking around the circle. Slade recoiled when she looked at him.
When no one volunteered, Anna pulled a list out of her pocket. On it were the names of all the villains present.
"I guess I'll have to pick one of you," she said, waving the list threateningly.
"Fine," Voldemort said, looking sulky. "I'll go first." He stood up. "Hi everyone, I'm the evil dark lord Voldemort, and anyone who calls me Voldy will die! Um, I mean, I love being called that…" He rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I've killed lots of people who hate me, I've tried to take over the world, and I've murdered lots of innocent people who've never heard of me. I tried to kill a little boy, and have kept trying for all those sixteen long years." He paused, taking a deep breath. "All right, I'm sorry. I'll stop killing people, buy a farm in the country, and adopt orphans and puppies with no homes. Can I go now?"
"Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England," Anna said, rolling her eyes. "Shut up and sit down."
Looking dejected, Voldemort sat down, his lower lip quivering. Wadsworth (AKA Mr. Boddy) pulled out his hankie, and offered it to Voldy, who was on the brink of tears.
"Thank you," Voldy said, and took the hankie. He blew his nose loudly, which was a very stunning feat, seeing how he doesn't have one. Then, folding up the hankie, he gave it back.
Wadsworth seemed unfazed by this, and put it back in his pocket. Then he put an arm around Voldy. It was soon discovered that he had a knife, with which he was trying to slit Voldy's throat. Luckily, the evil villain on Voldy's left, Naraku, saw this and, closing his eyes, summoned some of his famous flying demons. These demons closed around Wadsworth's hand, making him drop the knife.
"There will be no summoning demons in here, Naraku!" Lark jumped up. "And Wadsworth, no killing Voldy."
Hearing this name, Voldy jumped up as well, enraged. He leapt at Lark , drawing his wand. Lark pulled out a spray bottle and sprayed him in the face with water. (A/N: Down, boy!)
On the other side of the room, Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West, stood up and attempted to run for the door.
"Get that water out of here!" she screamed as Anna chased her. "What are you trying to do, kill me?" She paused, both in talking and running. "Wait, don't answer that." Anna took her arm and dragged her back to her seat. "What am I doing here anyway? I'm not really evil. All I did was try to free the oppressed flying monkeys!" She pointed at the wizard. "Now he's the evil one!"
"I am not!" the wizard shouted as Elphaba took her seat. "All I did was come here by hot air balloon! Besides, that's no way to talk to your father, young lady!"
"This is good," Lark said, smiling, still holding the spray bottle, with Voldy lying at her feet, whimpering. "You're working out your differences."
"Oh you Americans, you just can't settle your differences like civilized people," Habib Marwan said as he reached for his hip, where he was conveniently hiding the gun he had stolen from Jack Bauer.
"Marwan, Habib, or whatever, give it here," Anna walked over to him, holding out her hand. Then, looking like a puppy caught with a slipper stolen from a closet, he gave her the gun. Anna carelessly dropped it in her purse, where it went off.
"Dammit, why wasn't the safety on! Marwan are you crazy, you could've shot yourself! Or worse, us!" Anna cried.
"Oops," Marwan said, rolling his eyes. "'My bad' as you American imperialist dogs say."
He was interrupted by a howl from the Dark Lord as he writhed in pain on the ground holding his foot. As everyone watched, they noticed dark red blood leaking onto the floor.
"Why me?" Voldy cried. "I'm not even American!" He paused here, thinking. "Heck, I don't even know if I'm human!"