Quick AN: Okay. So I've only read the first book, but whatever. I know the plots of the other books, and I'm just going to say that the events in those books happened. However, Hyacnith will not be included as I don't actually know how she was written. Now, it's 10 years in the future, and Mrs. Wellington needs help to control her new class of twenty five students, so who does she call? Why, her favorite students, of course!
It was a gorgeous day in England as Madeline Masterson awoke. She got dressed and headed outside to get the mail. She saw a bold pink letter waiting there, and knew it was from Mrs. Wellington. "I haven't heard from Mrs. Wellington since she sent me the Christmas card from her, Schmitty, Black, and White!" Madeline said. Black and White were the newest pair of bulldogs. however, White was a black bulldog and Black was a white bulldog. She made the mistake of telling Schmitty to name them. And Madeline opened the letter to see what was inside...
Lulu Punchalower awoke when she heard a loud noise. "I wish the mailman was quieter..." she grumbled. Climbing out of bed, she went to get the mail. She was greeted by a violent pink letter. "What does Mrs. Wellington need?" Lulu said to herself, before opening the flap of the bright envelope...
Garrison Feldman arrived home after his morning jog. He went over together the mail. But the mailbox was jammed again, and it took five whole minutes to get it open. "I need a new mailbox." He said, as it finally opened. There was a single hot pink letter inside. "What? I thought I was done with that school." He opened the letter, to see what Mrs. W had in store for them...
Theo Bartholomew open the door of his house. He walked outside to get the mail, hoping his application for collage had been accepted. Alas, only a magenta letter remained in the metal box. "Mrs. Wellington wrote? I wonder if she needs help teaching..." He said, before having a vicious battle just to get the flap open. when he did open it, he grabbed the letter from inside of it...
Dear Contestants,
Hello! I hate to bother you, but I request some help. My newest class is 25 students, and I could think of no one better to help than my favorite students. it's okay if you can't, but Schmitty and I are going to be overwhelmed. you may pick the students you take on, and they still will have some classes together, but it's at the point where I do request help.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Wellington
P.S. Schmitty, Black, White and I are eager to get your response. If you agree, come to town a day before it starts. it will start the same day as it did last time, and I don't want the students meeting their new teachers yet.
It was the day that the four students-turned-teachers were to come down to the mansion. As all four of them pulled up, they embraced in a group hug. none of then had visited each other much, as they all lived far apart, but it was time. The got into the van and were lifted onto the mountain via crane, and entered the mountain to see their old teacher and friend.
