18By Padfoot's Sidekick
Once upon a time, in a not so far away land, there lived an evil wizard. His name was lord Voldemort. Voldemort's greatest goal was to take over the world and do all that stuff that evil villains do. But two wizard's stood in his path (a.k.a. Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore). They were the only people Voldie was afraid of because they represented all that he fought against: light, goodness, love, kindness, the truth. Blah, blah, blah. Whatever. Anyway, Voldemort knew that the only way to vanquish over his foes was to join forces with the . . . dun, dun, dunnnnn! EVIL TURKEY! So, Voldie met up with the Evil Turkey and they made plans to take over the world. They won the war against Potter and Dumbledore, and managed. But, as he is the biggest idiot to walk the planet, Voldemort didn't realize that the Evil Turkey, being more powerful, cunning, and evil than Voldie, would fool him and take Earth for itself. So the Dark Lord was overthrown, and everyone lived happily ever after – not. The End. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!
((A/N: Hey People! I was really bored and hyper when I wrote this, so please excuse my randomness and shortness. The Evil Turkey is a real turkey – or was, he's stuffed now. My best friend and I saw him in an old antique shop. We were just walking around being bored and looking at a bunch of old stuff, when we rounded a corner and suddenly the Evil Turkey was just there, giving us the evil eye! We started screaming and ran. I swear, that Turkey is demonic! Caro, my best friend, said that she saw it in her hotel in New Zealand, and I saw it in my hotel in Scotland. The Turkey is following us! I think he will use its super evil powers to enslave the world, and Caro and I are it vessels! No, actually, I don't think that; I was just being over dramatic, and as I said before, I'm hyper! Anyway, please REVIEW!