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Here is a little story I made up, using two of my characters in an alternate world. It's supposed to be slightly funny, it's called Omnivu Tomnivu begins. Enjoy.


"Greetings, my most esteemed compatriot," Reginald Fitzgerald said as he took a seat in an obsurdly large armchair by the fire.
"Ah, hello old bean," O'Tomnivu snapped his fingers and his manservant who had escorted his dear old friend in left, shutting the door without a sound. "I presume you've come to my mansion top discuss the invasion of India, no doubt?"
"Why, yesssssss," Reginald raised his teacup to his wide smile and sipped. "That is indeed what I have come here to discuss."
"Rather, we must discuss this matter in utmost secrecy, I do believe," O'Tomnivu raised from his armchair of choice, which was also rather absurdly large and raised a glowing fire poker from this fireplace which was next to himself and Mr. Fitzgerald. He walked out of room (with perfect posture, may I add) and shut the door. There was a cry and something that sounded like a shovel dragging along the floor. Forty-five minutes later O'Tomnivu opened the door in which he came out of and sat back down in his armchair, covered in mud. Reginald Fitzgerald sipped the last of his tea.
"The invasion," O'Tomnivu carried on. "Must happen in a fortnight at teatime. The Indians will never know what hit them."
Reginald put down his teacup and stroked his graying moustache. "I rather disagree, I believe the invasion should be postponed, what with the yanks retaliating to the first squadron of redcoats, which reminds me, I think we shall raise the taxes on tea and stamps by two hundred thirty seven percent."
"While I agree that the tax raise is a rather spledid idea, I must disagree on postponing the invasion. Our empire must enlarge." O'Tomnivu replied. He put his right index finger upon his lower lip and smiled, an old habit.
"Are you... ASKING FOR A CHALEEEEEENGE?!" Reginald Fitzgerald spat.
O'Tomniu withdrew his dueling sword from atop the mantle. Reginald withdrew his own. The gentlemen got up and charged. "Are you forgetting the battle in which I single handedly took over Spain?" O'Tomnivu said as his sowrd metamorphised into a red lightsaber. In return, Mr. Fitzgerald's sword also turned into a lightsaber, although his was of the blue variety. They swung and their sabres interlocked. O'Tomnivu frowned and 'booted' Reginald in the 'nuts'.
"You fool," Reginald Fitzgerald said and he showed no sign of pain. "I lost my testicles in the war." Reginald swung his lightsaber at Mr. O'Tomnivu but he sidestepped. O'Tomnivu countered with a swift strike to his right shoudler. Reginald Fitzgerald dropped his weapon, as it deignited. "Argh. The authorities will be after you if you do not stop this madness."
"You are the fool, old friend. I CONTROL THE AUTHORITIES! BWAHAHAHA!" O'Tomnivu raised him up with the force and smashed his body against the wall. Mr. Fitzgerald lay motionless. O'Tomnivu frowned and deattached Reginald Firtzgerald's monocle. He placed it atop his mantle piece. There it lay with many other oddities, each one with its own story.
Omnivu smiled and raised his right index finger to his lower lip. He walked back over to Reginald Fitzgerald and slung him over his shoudler. He retieved his shovel and let it drag across the floor. "Soon... soon my empire will be THE WORLD!!!" He bellowed as he slammed the door behind him.