Title:
Dung and the Used Car Salesman
Characters: Dung, OC
Rating:
G
Author's Notes: Written for brunogreengras on
3-31-2005. I'm not sure how Dung got into this situation, but I'm
sure his motives are less than pure.
Mitch gave the car a dubious once-over.
"It's a good car," the man named… Dung... protested. "Only got a thousand furlongs on it."
"..Furlongs?" Mitch said weakly. The car was plastered in several colors of mud, with what appeared to be both seaweed and feathers poking out below the hubcaps. The roof was sagging, and the paint, where visible, showed wide streaks of rust. The car looked about a thousand years old.
"Sir, why do you think we'd want this… thing?" Mitch asked finally.
Dung looked at him strangely. "I'd've thought any Muggle would love to own a flying car."