Dumbledore sat at his desk twirling his beard while in his bright neon yellow bikini. He was just so bored! Nobody wanted to visit him and watch his fashion show of his many, many bikinis. He had already finished drawing a self portrait of him in his favorite pink frilly bikini, as well as applying 7 layers of spray tan. But now what?
"Hm. What. To. Do." He sang terribly to himself as he thought carefully. He stood up and paced the large bedroom, tapping his chin and picking his nose out of boredom. He pulled out a crusty yellow treasure and marveled at it for a few seconds before eating it.
"Maybe I'll..."
-SQUAWK- "SHUT UP YOU STUPID BIRD!!" Dumbledore jumped up and screeched at Fawkes, whomst'd've after seeing Dumbledore's outfit died immediately. Dumbledore smirked as he watched the bird burst into flames, then ashes.
"That's right. I'm top dog here. SWAG,"
he said proudly dropping down into a split as he did so.
"As I was saying, maybe I will..." He pondered, scratching his underarms absentmindedly.
"Oh! I've got it!" He screamed excitedly, scooching his butt across the floor towards his door.
A/N: sorry if this was slightly disgusting. Hopefully none of you threw up. please tell me what you thought, and have a great day!
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Dumbledore In A Bikini
FanfictionFollow Dumbledore in a bikini and read about his many thrilling adventures and experiences at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Caution: Read at your own risk, tis a strange saga.
