Ok~this is my first ficcie so bear with me folks! I'm basically just doing this ficklet to see if my demented pc will actually upload it. So possibly it just might suck beyond all natural measure, but I'm not forcing you to read it now am I!? Well, technically I'M not~ but my voodoo dolls certainly are! g

Here we go.

"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!," Harry exclaimed at the top of his lungs.

"WHAT!?"

"The hamsters-THEY'RE ATTACKING MY GALLOSHES!!!!

"Oh, not again." Ron states nonchalantly as the strange site of 10,000 hamsters ripping up a tiny pair of magenta galoshes meets his eyes.

"GUESS WHAT!?" Hermione exclaims, as she suddenly appears standing next to the over-dramatically mortified Harry.

"You've got the answer to all our problems?" the two boys request.

"How on Earth did you KNOW!?"

An abundance of eyes rolling across the floor at Hermione distracts the 10,000 hamsters. Soon the fluffy fuzz balls are happily scurrying across the room, attempting to befriend the sarcastic Hermione-haters as they do have something in common.

"HMMPH!"

"What?" the highly intelligent and exceedingly beautiful author of this twisted crap replies.

"Why am I always the know-it-all that nobody likes and is always having her fire taken out from under her? Why is the plot always set around Harry, and WHY is Ron always such a sarcastic dingbat!? You know what!? This story makes absolutely no sense!! What's with all the eyes rolling at me!? And just WHAT is the point of these ridiculous hamsters!?!" the ever annoyingly indignant and rude Hermione requests of the wondrously genius writer looking down at her with a cruel smile on her face.

"Well, you don't like my hamsters, eh? You want a fire back under you, hmm? WISH GRANTED BITCH!!"

Suddenly, the now not-so-bushy headed prat is set aflame, as her irritating screams are blocked out.

"Where did those flames come from and why can't we hear her screaming?" Harry asks of the amazingly talented author.

"Because I am deviously evil and I wanted it to be! MWA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!"

"Oh. Okay."

"You ask too many questions and Ron is boring me! FIRE!!!!"

Flames rise from the floor as Harry and Ron are consumed in the writer's new form of sick entertainment.

"Teeheehee. I guess that's the end. OOOHHH!!! LOOK!!! IT'S GELATIN IN A CHEESE MOLD!!! THAT'S EVER SO RARE!!!" the maniacal author exclaims.

"I'm just so proud!!" her mother sniffles as she watches her mentally imbalanced daughter run to do the hamster dance with an evil coconut, the Supreme Ruler of Tarter Sauce, an enlarged Beak, a drag queen, a punk, a blonde fish, two mentally stable people (how'd they get in there!?!), and her fellows, the hamsters.

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Well, that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Actually I originally had absolutely no clue whatsoever what this was going to be about. Hope you got a few laughs. If anyone actually read this psychotic gibberish, PLEASE review! C'mon! Pretty please? g And if you don't. FIRE!!!!!!!!!! MWA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!