The Official Fanfiction Academy of the Nine Kingdoms

Disclaimer: I do not own the 10th Kingdom or any characters in the show. Please do not sue me.

Disclaimer: This is a spin-off of Miss Cam's OFUM and MUSM stories. She came up with the idea for Fanfiction universities, not me. I have obtained permission from her to write this.

Chapter 1: Enrollment

Jenny clicked on the words Document Manager of her account on She then uploaded her newest story about her favorite character in the 10th Kingdom. Then she clicked the Create Story button and chose her category.

"Okay, let's see now. TV Shows. 10th Kingdom. Romance. Rated PG-13. Summary? Okay, let's try this. Wolf leaves Virginia and marries Lira, Queen of the 2 Kingdom. But will their love last when Virginia shows up to claim what is rightfully hers?' Perfect. Title? Lira. There; all finished." Jenny narrated her moves as she filled in the information.

She sat back and admired her work. Perhaps it wasn't the best she had written (the one about Snow Whites daughter had gotten a lot of reviews), but she was still proud of it.

Jenny yawned and stretched. When she looked at the clock she saw that it was two in the morning. 'Time to go to sleep!' she thought as she shut off the computer. When she turned around, she noticed the scroll lying on her bed. She frowned. Her only scroll was the By Order Of The Huntsman' one she had gotten when she bought the movie of the 10th Kingdom. It was locked up in her closet, though.

She picked it up and walked over to her closet. When she went to put it in it's regular place, though, there was already a scroll there. She pulled it out and looked at both scrolls. 'Odd,' she thought. The one she had just pulled out was her scroll. The other one that was on her bed was an Enrollment Form for some school she had never heard of.

'The Official Fanfiction Academy of the Nine Kingdoms' It sounded like some sort of weird joke to her. Maybe she'd just fallen asleep on the keyboard without realizing it. She had heard of some sort of Fanfiction Universities before from that one person who had flamed her best story, but she hadn't heard of one for The 10th Kingdom. Whatever; it wouldn't hurt to fill out:

Name: Jenny Grehan

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 14

Characters Your Especially Fond Of: Wolf

Description: Black hair, emerald eyes, tall, thin

Favorite Character: Wolf

Lust object: Wolf

Least Favorite Character: Virginia

I have: Seen the mini-series/Read the book/Both

How many times?: Once/Twice/Three/Four/Five/Six or more

I am: Very Familiar with Canon/ Slightly Familiar with Canon/ Reasonable with Canon/ Minimally Knowledgeable about Canon/ What is Canon?

Ever written an Original character?: yes/no

A Mary-Sue/ Gary-Stu?: yes/no

Slash?: yes/no

Favored Relationships: Wolf/OC

I fear (mark all that apply): swamps/swamp witches/being mortally injured/trolls/other (please specify)

Signature: Jenny Grehan

Somehow, she failed to read the fine print, which said quite clearly that OFUNK was not responsible for any injury that may occur while in the school.

Jenny set the enrollment form on the table and crawled onto her bed where she quickly fell asleep.

She didn't notice the scroll on her desk disappear.

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Jenny woke up when a loudspeaker shouted nearly right in her ear.

"Get up, you sniveling losers!" A rough female voice shouted.

"Blabberwort! It's my turn to do the wake-up call! get off!" A rough male voice shouted and there were sounds of a scuffle.

"Alright, everyone meet in the Great Hall in five minutes or you'll each get deten--Ouch! Go suck an elf, Bluebell!"

"I should never have left this to you! Stop that! I want every snot-nosed brat in the Great Hall in five minutes or you'll all get detention with the Queen! Now move!" A voice containing authority said.

Jenny dragged herself out of bed, thinking that anywhere Blabberwort and Bluebell were had to be a dream. The other voices had to be Burly and Relish, the Troll king. Didn't Relish die?

Jenny moved slowly through the unfamiliar halls (sleepy and tring desperately not to bump into any walls), following everyone else, and

being herded by mini-Troll's with whips. She was still trying to figure out where she was when she accidentally bumped into someone else.

"Sorry," Jenny mumbled groggily.

"No problem!" the girl, who seemed overly-cheerful, said. "Name's Brooke, you?"

"'m Jenny."

Jenny got into the Great Hall, Brooke right behind her, and slumped down into a chair, which faced a podium, where a lady wearing black and a lady wearing blue were glaring evilly at everyone.

"Welcome to the Official Fanfiction Academy of the Nine Kingdoms, also known as OFANK," said the lady in blue. "I am Miss Fawkes and this," she pointed to the lady in black, "is Miss Anya. Here you will learn how to write proper fanfiction and how not to keep staring and stampeding your lust objects. Our motto is Learning Through Pain.' You will know it, you will remember it, you will fear it. Now let me introduce your teachers for the year."

The teachers came from many characters in the 10th Kingdom starting from Virginia teaching 'Dating in the Nine Kingdoms' to King Wendell with 'Who's ruling What.'

After these announcements was breakfast, in the Dining Hall. It consisted of beanstalk omelette, beanstalk bread, andbeanstalk juice for the new students while the staff had bread, cheese, ham omelets and toast.

"This stuff is disgusting," Jenny said, poking her food and giving it an odd look.

"I'm afraid that it's radioactive," muttered Brooke, who was sitting next to her.

"Speak for yourself! I think it's fabulous!" exclaimed a boy, Ben, who was sitting across from the two of them. Everyone looked at him and shook their heads. There was always at least one odd one.

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"And you're sure none of them will get violently sick on the food?" Miss Fawkes asked the Warden.

"Oh, positive," said the Warden. "It might taste bad but it's alright for you."

Miss Fawkes smiled. "Good. I wouldn't want your nice halls to smell too bad."

"Well, even if they were sick we could have them clean it up themselves until the smell's gone," Miss Anya suggested.

"True...but they'd be complaining really loudly and it'd echo down the halls."

"Hum, right."

The two of them smiled. "Let the term begin."

Fawkes A/N If you wish to enroll, the form is here and on the front page. TTFN!