Dobby took a step back and got hit with a bus he didn't see. Harry watched as Dobbys pathetic body floated into the air in a t-pose into the sky.
"No, Dobby!" Harry screamed. The bus drove off and Dobby slowly crashed into the ground, bouncing and rolling down the street. "Doooobbbyyyyy!!" Harry chased after his rolling body.
..until Harry accidentally tripped over Dobbys DEAD body and then crashed into the ground, too becoming dead. Harry seen that he was a ghost and started to fly into the sky in a t-pose. He looked for Dobbys ghost.
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Dobbys ghost was actually entering heaven. He was confused but at peace, seeing the pearly gates. He arrived to the gates of heaven, seeing Jesus in all his glory standing beside them. He was scrolling on a heaven phone that looked like a cloud.
"Hello-" Jesus looked up. "What the?" He turned his cloud phone off and looked at Dobby. "You can't be in heaven." He said, and with a snap of his fingers, Dobby was no longer by the gates and instead falling into a dungeon.
The dungeon was full of other elfs like himself. Dobby had enough of this. He was mistreated, even as a ghost! He made a plan to find Satan himself and use his power to do good for the elfs.
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Harry was currently in heaven. He was allowed in surprisingly, and he walked right by Jesus. Then he paused and turned to Jesus. "Jesus, have you seen and elf here?" He asked. Jesus raised a brow. "Yeah, but I banished it to the dungeons."
Harry was shocked. "Where are these dungeons?"
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Meanwhile, Bobby was walking down the dungeon walls. The place was both peaceful and intimidating and Dobby had no idea if Satan would ever be down here. "Satan?" He called. "Satan?"
While walking down the dungeon, more and more elfs come to journey with him. They had been in thr dungeons for years as restless souls. They wanted to help Dobbys plan and get revenge for not being allowed into heaven when they did no wrong. The elfs may have been skinny and pathetic together but they had each other.
They walked and walked and walked. Some elfs give up, some lose hope, but not Dobby. Dobby was determined. He eventually spotted a giant red door at the end of the dungeon. He told the other elfs to stay in the dungeon hall as he opened the big door (he had to jump to reach the handle) stepping in sneakily.
Dobby saw Satan on a big chair. He was drinking tea peacefully in front of a fireplace. Dobby saw a sword and picked it up. He carefully sneaked up to Satan and jump on him with a high pitched warrior cry.
"WHAT THE FIDDLE FADDLE?" British Satan screamed, jumping up. He grabbed Dobbys skinny legs and held him up, swinging him until he dropped his sword. "What is an ELF doing in MY room? Don't leave the dungeons!" He tossed Dobby in the fire. Dobby screamed.
"Ah! Dobbys burning! Dobbys in pain!" He screamed, squirming in the fire.
Then all of a sudden, Dobby had no pain. He floated out of the fire on a t-pose and used random fire powers to shoot Satan. He didn't budge. He forgot Satan's used to fire. Oops. Satan's chair lit on fire, only making him angrier.
"You blasted elf!" Satan turned to his chair and patted the fire. "My precious chair!" He stomped on Dobbys skinny legs, making them crack. He pulled a wand out of his ass crack and waved it.. and suddenly Dobby was falling into a hell portal.
It burned. Hell was hot and painful. He heard Satan say "to hell you go!" And then the portal closed. Dobby passed out.
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Dobby woke up in Harry's arms. He was no longer in hell, but he was badly burnt. Dobby doesn't know how Harry got to him but who cares? Harry was flying with angel wings in the sky while carrying Dobby.
"Dobby? Are you okay?" Harry asked. Dobby nodded. Dobby asked about the other elfs in the dungeon, wanting them to be freed. Harry winced. "They're in hell. Sorry buckaroo, I couldn't save you all!"
Dobby saw red. He started to smack Harry. He needed his elfs. His elf friends! They bonded in that dungeon!
Dobby smacked Harry so much that he died. He was already dead, but he died again. Dobby thought about how the hell that worked as Harry's second corpse fell from the sky. Dobby simply flew away himself, being an angel. He didn't need Harry to carry him.
Dobby was sad about his friends death, but that sadness turned to anger. He floated back to hell to get Satan for once. He needed his power. He needed to get revenge and take over heaven! He needed the elfs to be allowed in!
Killing Harry turned out to have positive effects. Dobby felt more powerful. No one should have this unstoppable power.
Dobby flew to Satan with clenched teeth. He made it back to the dungeons. The elfs from before were gone. Where were they? He saw Satan.
Satan saw Dobby and reached for his wand, pulling it out. Dobby reached his arms out to stop it, and lightning came out of his hands, hitting the wand. The wand fell to the ground. They both stood in shock. Dobby then grabbed Satan's wand, flinging his skinny body to reach it. He zapped at Satan and he turned into a pile of dust.
"Finally!" Dobby cheered. He held Satan's wand and shook it. "I will free all elfs! Take me to them!"
The wand telephoned him to hell once again. This time, he wasn't burning, but all the other elfs were. They screamed and melted in a pile. Dobby casually telephoned them to the safety of Satan's dungeon.
Now, with Harry's power and Satan's wand, Dobby could go to heaven and take it over! Dobby and his elfs made it to heaven, even if his elfs were severely malnourished and burnt.
Jesus was at the gate. "Hey- how did you-" Dobby zapped him, sending him flying. He then marched into heaven with his elfs. He would shoot whoever got in his way. He was dead, he had nothing to lose.
Dobby made it to God, who was in a big cloud room. "God! I, Dobby, Demand a change!" God sat up on his cloud bed. "Excuse me, what-"
Dobby teleported God to a cell in hell where he was trapped. He felt triumph. He and his elfs celebrated, having officially taken over heaven. They had a blast, dancing around and singing.
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Meanwhile, Harry was crawled out of double hell. "Ow."
He happened to be in the first hell, and he seen God. "Is that God?" Harry asked himself. God nodded, looking sad in his cell. "Am elf trspped me here. They've taken heaven."
Harry frowned. He used power to break through lock on God's cage. He didn't change much in double hell other than being double dead. Together, once God was freed, the two flew out of hell.
It wasn't hard to spot Dobby. He was partying with all the other elfs. The human angels were cowering, confused by these wrinkly beings taking over.
"Dobby!" God yelled. Dobby, who was doing the sturdy, turned to face them slowly. "Harry?" He spotted his friend and paused. "You're with the elf hater!"
The following battle happened very epically. Harry went went get his friend and got zapped. God grabbed his own wand and waved it, striking many of Dobbys elf friends. They were weak enough being melted. They collapsed, but they did not die.
"Dobby! How could you!" Harry yelled. He coughed and sat up. Someone pulled him up.
Jesus! It was Jesus!
"You hit me!" Jesus pulled out a wand from his hair and pointed it at Dobby.
"You banished Dobby! Only because Dobby is an elf!" He said back, his tiny legs stomping. The other elfs around him nodded. "Yeah." "Me too." "My names Gary."
"Elfs are always hated! Dobby wants to be in heaven! Dobby wants to be free!" Dobby started to spew shots at both Jesus and God. They dodged.
The other elfs ran at them, but luckily the cowering angels from before felt strong seeing their God. They fought back.
In the end, Dobby lost. His burnt elf friends were injured, but God saw his wrong. Putting these elfs in dungeons simply because they were elfs was wrong. He healed up the elfs, only leaving Dobby, laying on heavens floor.
"Dobby.. how could you?" Harry asked, looking down at Dobby. "Dobby wanted freedom.. bleh.." He died dramatically, and Harry felt tears roll down his face.
"He did what he wanted.. despite shooting me. We will let the good elfs into heaven." Jesus said, rubbing his arm. God pat his shoulder. "Indeed."
All the other elfs cheered. Satan stayed dead. Harry looked down at Satan's old sword, laying in Dobbys dead hand. He grabbed it.
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This was the story of Dobby the elf. He died and he fought. Mostly died. All my homies fucking hate Dobby.
Written by Hailey.