A Harry Potter vs. Christmas Special
Chapter 1
Charlesmiss times, the whole gang gathered in the foodatorium. The only room big enough to fit Fatmen and all the kids. Our Heroes sat next to each other. As the pigs kidsed out on the Christmass yummies, Doccah Dumbledoc yelled words at the kids from his balcony.
"This year, we are losing again kids." dumble screamed."I'll give it to you straight, we won against the humblegruff, and the weeslestop, and the ravepave." Then Dumble door's lively aura turned to stink poo eyes. "But we are currently 50 points behind Slitherman."
Slitherman, Oh boy, what a bunch of turd tiers. The kids were outraged. Ron stood on his chair and beat his plate of food with his angry fists.
"Man man man, Other teams always jive my jumbos" Ron said while clenching his teeth, hands covered in mashed pototatoes. Fatmen couldn't look away, Ron's tender hands were drizzled in creamy soar cream, buttering butter sause, and tiny bacon molocules. Fatmen's chins folded over each other as his mouth opens up to let loose the tital wave of syliva he was unable to keep down.
"Don't worry Ron, the last game of the year is coming up soon." Harry cheered.
Harry for once was right about something that mattered. The last game was coming up soon, it was of course the arcade barcade. The night when Dumbledunk and Headmister Snap chilled and had a brewsky while the kids jam the james.
So everyone boarded the magic school bus and shipped off to the barcade. Ron jumped up and down on his seat, he couldn't wait to get to the games and beat all those Slitherman student into dirt.
"Right into the dirt this year. Gruf Gruf." Ron motioned.
"I'm going to win at Shapes and Numbers." Herminony High and Mightyied from her toddler carseat.
Harry was a little confused as he had never played a videojames before but he was certain they wer like the cross word puzzles in his quiz book.
Mean While however, evil afooted in the barcade. Such evil that could only be described in chapter 2.
Chapter 2
Headmaster Snapple was working up the evil at the barcade.
"Thanks Lord Voltitort" Dr. Snap thanked "with you helping me I'm sure beat old fat dumblefat this year."
"Aslong as Harry doesn't Learn the meaning of the holidays I'll be the happy one." Voltigor reviled. "Are we almost done, bad guy Agent Smith from the Matrix part 2?"
Form behind a Letheal Devorsers Machine popped out Agent Smint, a middle aged white guy with a rocken set of shudder shades. His smooth lime green suit was one that made you think he would never fart his pants. Before the Dudes could continue jamming, a bus of smooth losers arived, with ears full of quarters.
"Everybody hide, this year I'mma gonna win win." Slithermister hushered.
The kids piled out of the vroom vroom and into the arcade where they signed up for games to compeete in. Dumbleman flew over to the bar next to Prof Snap where the two of them drank and shared old memories. But before they gulped their first, Drumble proclaimed "Lets games go!"
The first game was goober doopeys, Harry and some loser from slitherman faced off.
"I don't know how play?" Harry cryed.
"Points for Slitherman" Snap Jeered. Dumbledore was so angry he couldn't help but stuff used napkins into his mouth.
The next game up was Dance Dance. A game for people who like to work out.
"Don't worry, I got it covered." Fatmen gleemed wilst grabbig a near by orbiting 80s sweat band.
It was true, fatman did have the game covered. No one would be able to get near the game due to fatmen's close proximity. "35 joints to Gryphondood." Dumblegent ranted. Oh yeah, Slitherbutts were feeling it now.
"Everyone is good at summing things but me" Harry harried, Harry just didn't know the Holiday spirit
Just then Neo appeared. His long black trench styles landed infront of Harry.
"Neo from the matrix part 2!" Harry just couldn't believe.
"Harry you have to come with me, the bads is up to bads again." Neo intrusted Harry "We are the only ones who can save the day, grab up my trench."
The Man Dog snached the trench and our two heroes scadood into a nearby arcade game, the game you ask? It is Leathel Endorser.
"Well Ron you are up, its time, if you don't the win, I owe headsnap fifteen bucks." Dumbledore whispered into the Ronnies ear, while patting him forcefully on his head. Ron's neck hurt as it tried to stay straight against Dumbledore's attacks.
"Is this what love feels like???" Ron questioned, smiling threw the pain.
Such thoughts had to wait, Ron buffered himself for the big game, his oponent was none other than MarkMan Flintstone. Markman was a real air breather, and a regular champ at Leathal Endorser.
The kids buckled into the game console, 13 points for double buckle on Ron, so we are out to a good start. But Marcman was priming his toner, roop roop roop. Markman evened it out. The game began. something felt ron Wrong noticed.
"My score is all downers, wheres the up and ups?" Ron thought outloud, "Juicy slurpdrops could this game be rigged?"
Meanwhile Neo and Harry materialized in computer world. A green green world covered in wires. Harry was happy to help Neo out but he was worried that he couldn't do anyhting right. Neo saw the dumb kid's sad day and thought up a courage word. But before the word burps could leave Neo's tubes wholes Agent Smith did a super kick into his elbows.
Chapter 3
A fight scene broke out. Neo and Agent Smith traded blows and one-liners and spit.
"Mr. Andrewson, you'll never delete me in this world, I'm full of magic." Agent Sim explained. And he was right all was lost.
The End
Harry Potter vs. The Matrix Reloaded
But it wasn't the end just yet.
Harry couldn't do anything, what a loser. Harry turned around and felt sorry for himself.
"I cant do" Harry wimpered. No wait it wasn't Harry's wimpering. Harry looked up at the television screen, A big blubbering Ron with tears streaming down his chubby face cried and cried.
"Oh man, oh man." Blub ronned as the kids booed and threw broken glass bottles at him.
Harry needed to do something but he sucked at everything. But then an almost dead Neo maricle happened.
"Harry!" Cripple Neo yelled. "It doesn't matter if your no good. The orical told me to believe in myself, and I believe in you."
"What?" Harry didn't hear, but he thought he got the jist.
So Harry got out his wand and threw a blast of magic at Neo. SUPER DUPER CHARGE. The new magic stack Neo beat up the bad guy
"You win this time Mr. Neo, but next time I'll have the high score." Agent smith exploded into green goo and fried the evil chips that rigged the game.
"I did it Neo." Harry Smiled,
"No kid, you did it." Neo replied.
"Thank you Neo, for teaching me the holiday lesson." Harry was zapped out of the machine and watched the last five minute of the Ron's game,
Ron earned the power bells and earned the points. He stood on his chair and did fifteen knee pumps in the air. The Kids of Gryphondoor won this year. And Dumbleman staggered home happy. And the kids sat by the fire back at gryphondorr revveling in their victory.
"No really. Neo was there, he fixed the game." Harry explained.
"Poopy moron, only babies believe in Neo." Herminy ruined everyhting.
Harry depressed. he wrote a letter to Neo asking him to come and visit but got no reply, even inventions to magic school wouldn't lure him.
"Cheer up Harry lets play my games." Ron paused. "I believe you Harry, I believe in Neo,"
Harry and Ron played games into the night, even though Harry lost every game they kept playing. Harry had learned the Holiday with his friend and even though Neo didn't come back, Harry was still happy.
And it just so happens at the same time on the Space Ship in the real world, Morphius handed Neo a letter.
"I've been invited to magic school," Neo cheered. "I've never won anything before in my life before."
Neo saved the letter in his pocket, he knew he would return one day.
The End
Harry Potter vs The Matrix Reloaded.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Harry Potter and the Glow storm's goal stone
Chapter I
Harry Potpot read his favorite chimney book "The Diner Games" as the car of four traveled down adventure road.
"I thought only girls liked books." Ronn teased while playing Pokemon! on his game boy protable machine. Harry pouted, Herminy didn't hear Ron since she was listening to her favorite magic kids bop cd. MAGIC KIDS BOP 12. Not only is it in stores now, but it's right behind you.
"Quit teasing the babies," Haggread yelled form the driverguy seat. "I can barely hear Herminie's MAGIC KIDS BOP 12 cd rom, for desktop computers and portalble machine, over you." Hagread understood he should pick up a copy of MAGIC KIDS BOP 12.
Harry, Herm, RonJon, and Hagrad where headed to Fatmen's summer home for summer vactation fun fun fun.
"I cannot wait to see fatmen's house. How big do you think that house would be?" Harry asked
"Twelves pounders" The other three yelled back. Everybody had a good laugh at the reference to the inside joke, that was well established in the group when the reader wasn't looking.
Meanwhile in Walking Dead, Oregon, Dr. Dead man Zombie heckled and jeckled at the sight of his old comrad Volimorgue,
"Glad to meat you for the first time ever Dr. Zombie" No Noes Shrieked.
"The pleasure is mine, what evil deeds do you seek to have fulfilled." the zombie rickraddled back.
"Harry RonJon is headed this way to visit his dopy friend fartmen and I want to rid the world of Harry Potter forever."
"Forever is a long time," The wise Dr. Zombie responded. "Thats how long I've been living, you must really have a big playgroud crush on Harry or just really hate Harry Potter."
Volimord blushed. Could it be that he really loved Harry Potter like the stupid son he never had. Voltimort forgot why he always wanted to get that Harry Potter, maybe it was to appologize, maybe it was just to have a good time. Dr. Voltimort remembered all the good times he had with harrypottervs, maybe Harry was isomorphic to him. Like him, Harry was just looking for a friend, a friend to share his bucket of chicken mcnuggies with.
Chapter 2
The dead dead dead man inturupted Voltijorts metatation and brought him back from his lovey dove thoughts. "My, my is that gush forming out of your mouth, you rat cracker?" Zombie punged.
Volitmort wiped the pink slush from his mouth and the beard hair he'd been growing.
"Now you listen here, I want the most worst possible bad thing you got to cruch up Harry Potter!" Voltimorts demands mentally and physically cut Dr. Zombies left arm off. Dr. Zombie knew Volt ment buisnes and he would imploy the latest most dasteredly plan he ever thought up. ZOMBIES!
"Fear not Voltimort, I will deliver the plauge of zombies onto and one to one the townspeople of walking dead, oregon." Zombie and Volitmor laughed and laughed. It was only a matter of time till the bijection attacked the town.
And it was only a matter of time till the kids and the big guy hit mr and mrs fatmen's summer tub house, where MC Tubs himself resided.
"I cannot wait to have another glass of Mrs Tubs Butter Beer." Hagred bellowed. Of course Hagred was referring to a dish composed of nothing but warm melted butter. "They always make me feel right as rain and left as snow."
"Maybe that explains the way fatmen is?" Ron shoved.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked
"You know, he's always left as snow."
The gang arrived at the doors of Tubs mannor. One by one Hagred unbuckeld the kids form the motercycles and lifted them on the ground. Oopsidaisi. It was a that point that fatmen caught a load of his friends, shock and shock, he didn't expect them for another week.
"Mom didn't expect you for another week, you should go home" Fatmem informed walling them off from the house with his flab arms. But good ole Mrs. little Fatman's Mom flipped though the fat boy with a tray of butter stacks.
"Now now, fatstack, we don't have to send them away. Say, who wants a lard float?" The kind old lady stenched out a major blow to Hagrad's heart, two forbidden loves in one story. Hand me my good writer's award now.
"But Mommsy isn't today the day Rick the cop from walking dead comes over, we cannot have two guests???" The fatfub messed up, looks like his dark fat secret will be revealed.
"Don't worry about me Fatmen" Police Man Sherif Master sargent Rick intruted. "I just got a call on my radio that zombats are slam jammin all through town space. Better make my butter tubs an extra solid, I'll be eating on the runs."
"Mind if I come with, I'm a real go getter!" Harry lept at the chance to be in the spot light.
"Sure you can stow away in the trunk and I'll find you later."
Chapter 3
"Moan, Groan, shalom" The xombies roamed and domed through the city, could no one save the day? No, no one could. But maybe two? No, in this author's opion, not even that many has what it takes. Harry and the Rick pulled up to the xombie party in a 95' police car.
"You stay here and watch Harry, I'll show you how to talk to these strangers." Ricked pushed the boy to one side and then the other. Rick pulled out his handy dandy ticket book and prepared to punish the zombies for triple parking on citizens.
But all the zombies, had a differn't plan, a plan named Attack the Rick Rocker.
"Looks like This is it, the author was right" Rick exclaimed. "No wonder he got them rewards for being such a good writer."
"Whats it like to die Rick?" Harry Asked.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Rick asked back "Dids you sneak along in the back of my car car?"
"Yes sir."
"Lets die together Harry, I'll pretend your my son and you can pretend your my Dad."
But Voldimort listened in, and got his feelings touched. He and Rick weren't to different, they both just wanted to find their missing sons. Voltimorts Heart produced a super magic spell, and held it in the sky.
"Harry Potter," Voltimort Yelled form the town mountain cliff "I'm not saving you, I'm just saving Rick cause he is kinda cool."
The spelled removed the Zombies, and the day was saved. The Gang had a low fat dinner with Mrs. Tubber's home made cooking and zipped back to Griffendore on the Hagread scooter. Voltimort watched from the bove, pondering his feelings. "I hate that Harry Potter" he muttered.
Ron and Herminy got tuckered out from not being in the story and fell asleep. Harry sleepily looked onto the sunset.
"10 points for Voldemort." He whispered, right before he closed his eyes and dreamt of lollipop forests.
The End
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Harry Potter vs The Walking Dead
Harry Potpot read his favorite chimney book "The Diner Games" as the car of four traveled down adventure road.
"I thought only girls liked books." Ronn teased while playing Pokemon! on his game boy protable machine. Harry pouted, Herminy didn't hear Ron since she was listening to her favorite magic kids bop cd. MAGIC KIDS BOP 12. Not only is it in stores now, but it's right behind you.
"Quit teasing the babies," Haggread yelled form the driverguy seat. "I can barely hear Herminie's MAGIC KIDS BOP 12 cd rom, for desktop computers and portalble machine, over you." Hagread understood he should pick up a copy of MAGIC KIDS BOP 12.
Harry, Herm, RonJon, and Hagrad where headed to Fatmen's summer home for summer vactation fun fun fun.
"I cannot wait to see fatmen's house. How big do you think that house would be?" Harry asked
"Twelves pounders" The other three yelled back. Everybody had a good laugh at the reference to the inside joke, that was well established in the group when the reader wasn't looking.
Meanwhile in Walking Dead, Oregon, Dr. Dead man Zombie heckled and jeckled at the sight of his old comrad Volimorgue,
"Glad to meat you for the first time ever Dr. Zombie" No Noes Shrieked.
"The pleasure is mine, what evil deeds do you seek to have fulfilled." the zombie rickraddled back.
"Harry RonJon is headed this way to visit his dopy friend fartmen and I want to rid the world of Harry Potter forever."
"Forever is a long time," The wise Dr. Zombie responded. "Thats how long I've been living, you must really have a big playgroud crush on Harry or just really hate Harry Potter."
Volimord blushed. Could it be that he really loved Harry Potter like the stupid son he never had. Voltimort forgot why he always wanted to get that Harry Potter, maybe it was to appologize, maybe it was just to have a good time. Dr. Voltimort remembered all the good times he had with harrypottervs, maybe Harry was isomorphic to him. Like him, Harry was just looking for a friend, a friend to share his bucket of chicken mcnuggies with.
Chapter 2
The dead dead dead man inturupted Voltijorts metatation and brought him back from his lovey dove thoughts. "My, my is that gush forming out of your mouth, you rat cracker?" Zombie punged.
Volitmort wiped the pink slush from his mouth and the beard hair he'd been growing.
"Now you listen here, I want the most worst possible bad thing you got to cruch up Harry Potter!" Voltimorts demands mentally and physically cut Dr. Zombies left arm off. Dr. Zombie knew Volt ment buisnes and he would imploy the latest most dasteredly plan he ever thought up. ZOMBIES!
"Fear not Voltimort, I will deliver the plauge of zombies onto and one to one the townspeople of walking dead, oregon." Zombie and Volitmor laughed and laughed. It was only a matter of time till the bijection attacked the town.
And it was only a matter of time till the kids and the big guy hit mr and mrs fatmen's summer tub house, where MC Tubs himself resided.
"I cannot wait to have another glass of Mrs Tubs Butter Beer." Hagred bellowed. Of course Hagred was referring to a dish composed of nothing but warm melted butter. "They always make me feel right as rain and left as snow."
"Maybe that explains the way fatmen is?" Ron shoved.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked
"You know, he's always left as snow."
The gang arrived at the doors of Tubs mannor. One by one Hagred unbuckeld the kids form the motercycles and lifted them on the ground. Oopsidaisi. It was a that point that fatmen caught a load of his friends, shock and shock, he didn't expect them for another week.
"Mom didn't expect you for another week, you should go home" Fatmem informed walling them off from the house with his flab arms. But good ole Mrs. little Fatman's Mom flipped though the fat boy with a tray of butter stacks.
"Now now, fatstack, we don't have to send them away. Say, who wants a lard float?" The kind old lady stenched out a major blow to Hagrad's heart, two forbidden loves in one story. Hand me my good writer's award now.
"But Mommsy isn't today the day Rick the cop from walking dead comes over, we cannot have two guests???" The fatfub messed up, looks like his dark fat secret will be revealed.
"Don't worry about me Fatmen" Police Man Sherif Master sargent Rick intruted. "I just got a call on my radio that zombats are slam jammin all through town space. Better make my butter tubs an extra solid, I'll be eating on the runs."
"Mind if I come with, I'm a real go getter!" Harry lept at the chance to be in the spot light.
"Sure you can stow away in the trunk and I'll find you later."
Chapter 3
"Moan, Groan, shalom" The xombies roamed and domed through the city, could no one save the day? No, no one could. But maybe two? No, in this author's opion, not even that many has what it takes. Harry and the Rick pulled up to the xombie party in a 95' police car.
"You stay here and watch Harry, I'll show you how to talk to these strangers." Ricked pushed the boy to one side and then the other. Rick pulled out his handy dandy ticket book and prepared to punish the zombies for triple parking on citizens.
But all the zombies, had a differn't plan, a plan named Attack the Rick Rocker.
"Looks like This is it, the author was right" Rick exclaimed. "No wonder he got them rewards for being such a good writer."
"Whats it like to die Rick?" Harry Asked.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Rick asked back "Dids you sneak along in the back of my car car?"
"Yes sir."
"Lets die together Harry, I'll pretend your my son and you can pretend your my Dad."
But Voldimort listened in, and got his feelings touched. He and Rick weren't to different, they both just wanted to find their missing sons. Voltimorts Heart produced a super magic spell, and held it in the sky.
"Harry Potter," Voltimort Yelled form the town mountain cliff "I'm not saving you, I'm just saving Rick cause he is kinda cool."
The spelled removed the Zombies, and the day was saved. The Gang had a low fat dinner with Mrs. Tubber's home made cooking and zipped back to Griffendore on the Hagread scooter. Voltimort watched from the bove, pondering his feelings. "I hate that Harry Potter" he muttered.
Ron and Herminy got tuckered out from not being in the story and fell asleep. Harry sleepily looked onto the sunset.
"10 points for Voldemort." He whispered, right before he closed his eyes and dreamt of lollipop forests.
The End
If you were moved by this episode feel free to email me your money.
Harry Potter vs The Walking Dead
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