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Title: Gotta Be Evil
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Austin Powers
Challenge: #70 double trouble
Disclaimer: I don't own most of them
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Scott Evil was hanging out in a bar trying to look evilly cool. Just looking evil wasn’t enough when you were a teenager, you had to be cool too. He was doing a lot better than his two friends Johnny Disaster and Al Destruction. They just looked like they were guilty of stealing the proverbial cookie from the proverbial jar.
“Dude you didn’t tell us you had a twin.” Johnny said pointing at the lead bass guitarist that just stepped onto the stage with the rest of the band ‘The Dingoes Ate My Baby’.
“Maybe it’s because Scotty’s the failed prototype they couldn’t destroy. That Scott Evil is so much cooler looking.” Al snickered.
Scott purposely tripped Al making it look like he just felt up the girl who was sitting near them. Almost immediately the hot girl’s extremely well muscled boyfriend began beating the crap out of Al. Suddenly Scott’s phone rang.
“Oh Scott I have to tell you not only were you not a test tube baby but you had a twin brother that you were separated from at birth! It was all lies! LIES!” Came the screeching voice of Frau Farbissina.
Scott snapped his phone shut, “Wicked.”
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Word Count: 200
Fandom: Austin Powers
Challenge: #70 double trouble
Disclaimer: I don't own most of them
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Scott Evil was hanging out in a bar trying to look evilly cool. Just looking evil wasn’t enough when you were a teenager, you had to be cool too. He was doing a lot better than his two friends Johnny Disaster and Al Destruction. They just looked like they were guilty of stealing the proverbial cookie from the proverbial jar.
“Dude you didn’t tell us you had a twin.” Johnny said pointing at the lead bass guitarist that just stepped onto the stage with the rest of the band ‘The Dingoes Ate My Baby’.
“Maybe it’s because Scotty’s the failed prototype they couldn’t destroy. That Scott Evil is so much cooler looking.” Al snickered.
Scott purposely tripped Al making it look like he just felt up the girl who was sitting near them. Almost immediately the hot girl’s extremely well muscled boyfriend began beating the crap out of Al. Suddenly Scott’s phone rang.
“Oh Scott I have to tell you not only were you not a test tube baby but you had a twin brother that you were separated from at birth! It was all lies! LIES!” Came the screeching voice of Frau Farbissina.
Scott snapped his phone shut, “Wicked.”
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end