They Make Snakes Into Belts, Don't They?
Title: Snake Belt
Author:
charmed310
Challenge: Death Eaters Do Dallas
Word Count: 162
Warnings: Crack
"What do you mean we're going to Texas?" Lucius demanded.
"It's Voldy's idea, mate. Said to pack our cowboy hats and 'git along little dogies'," replied Snape.
"Merlin's balls."
"I know. Wormtail is, of course, all for it."
"Surprise, surprise. Where is His Nibs anyway?" asked Mulciber.
"Packing his cowboy boots and ten gallon hat. I believe he's even created a costume for the serpentine bitch," said Avery.
"You're joking."
Someone sniggered. "Yeah, she's going as his belt."
"And who told him that he was worthy of a ten gallon hat, anyway?" said Dolohov, highly affronted.
"He's Voldy."
"Good point. But why the costumes?"
"Oh, you know that Wizardvision show, Wizarding Idol?"
"He's not," Snape said incredulously.
"He bloody is."
"Hello colleagues." The bright and cheerful voice hit the Death Eaters like a good, solid Cruciatus.
"Bugger," muttered Bellatrix.
"What do you want, Wormtail?"
"Just here to tell you lot to start practicing your choruses."
"What for?" demanded Dolohov.
"We're singing back-up!"