OK! Before I start with the funny, I am going to give you some background.
Here goes. Melon rind. No, that's not it. *Digs through pocket* Anchor,
no. Mermaid, nope. *Continues to dig around until she pulls out a huge
list of stuff* Great! I found it! All of the Tortall peoples are getting
their pictures taken for picture day! At some obscured school! Yey! Oh,
and I'm going to randomly be in this as well, just because I eat radishes!
But that's OK!
~*~
Disclaimer: CORNMUFFINS! *Can-can's off the stage where it is tackled by some random stage crew member*
Stage Crew Member: Sorry, you got Maddy's lines. *Maddy runs up and tackles the stage crew guy*
Maddy: Wheeeeeee!
Disclaimer: *Shudders* It's the moron pit! Anyway...The characters belong to Tamora Pierce.
~*~
Everyone: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!
Teacher: OK everybody, stop talking and say hi to the photographer who is going to be taking pictures of your lovely smiling faces today.
Alanna: Die you fiendish squirrel!
Photographer: Beg pardon?
Teacher: *Holds up pinky finger and her pointer finger while touching her thumb to her middle and index fingers* Quite coyote, Alanna.
Daine: What? The coyote should be able to say what it bloody damn wants!
Photographer: Um...?
Teacher: They aren't always like this.
Cleon and Maddy: We are Barbie girls! In a Barbie world!
Teacher: Come on now, everyone, your parents paid good money for these pictures so you have to let the nice photo man take them.
Roger: Do I have parents? Because I'm not sure.
Teacher: You're dead, therefore you have no need for parents. The black god wanted these pictures and he's your legal guardian. Besides you're to scary to have parents.
Roger: Okey doke! *Roger flounces off happily*
Daine: My parents are dead!
Teacher: Ouna wanted pictures. And Numair.
Kel: Damn it! None of my parents are dead!
Teacher: Kel...
Kel: I mean-Yey! None of my parents are dead.
Teacher: Good. Any more issues?
Maddy: I have issues!
*Crickets chirp*
Teacher: Whatever. Line up.
*Numair steps up and sits on the stool*
Photographer: Say cheese and smile for the camera!
Numair: AHHHH! The camera is black!
Photographer: Yeah...so?
Numair: My magic is black! Black and black don't go together! It will clash horribly!
Photographer: *Pulls out a gray camera* Better?
Numair: NO! Gray is the color of armor! Armor symbolizes war! And war is badbad.
Photographer: *Gets an orange camera* How about this?
Numair: Nope! Roger's magic was orange and from what I've heard he wasn't a very nice person.
Photographer: *Pulls out a white camera* Please say this is OK.
Numair: Never wear white after Labor Day.
Photographer: *Pull out the last camera in his bag, a Barbie Extreme Camera*
Numair: Perfect! Cheese!
*Photographer snaps picture*
Teacher: Next in line!
*Daine stumbles up, leading Cloud and Kitten*
Photographer: Say cheese.
Daine: Cheese gives Cloud gas.
*Cloud grins, badly, as horses aren't supposed to grin*
Kitten: CHIRP!
Daine: I know he's a pudgy, hairy man but he's just a photographer.
Photographer: Excuse me?
Daine: You're excused, but maybe you should stay away from eating too much cheese also. *Holds nose*
Photographer: Just smile so I can take the damned picture.
Daine: AWWWW! You said the naughty word.
*Photographer takes the picture*
Photographer: NEXT!
Daine: What? I wasn't ready!
*Teacher drags Daine away*
*Kaddar walks up*
Kaddar: Money and riches!
*Photographer takes the photo*
Numair: Goody two shoes.
*Onua walks up and sits in the chair*
Onua: HI! I'm ready! I'm ready! When are you going to take the photo? Because I'm ready! I'm ready-edy-edy-edy, ready! *Begins to dance*
Photographer: Just sit down and say cheese.
Onua: OK! Swiss, cheddar, provolone, American, Carthaki wonder, lim-
*Photographer takes the picture*
Onua: -burger, Copper Island white, mozzarella...
*Teacher drags Onua out of her chair and puts her in a corner where she continues to name different kinds of cheese*
Photographer: Next! Next?
~*~
*Cackles insanely* Okey dokey! Did you like it? I'll do people from the Alanna series next, then Kel's series. I'll shove me getting my picture in there somewhere. I know you're probably wondering why I put myself in and the answer is: I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA. OK? Please press the little blue-gray button down there and...no, that one! Good job! Review!
Luv,
LadyKnight
~*~
Disclaimer: CORNMUFFINS! *Can-can's off the stage where it is tackled by some random stage crew member*
Stage Crew Member: Sorry, you got Maddy's lines. *Maddy runs up and tackles the stage crew guy*
Maddy: Wheeeeeee!
Disclaimer: *Shudders* It's the moron pit! Anyway...The characters belong to Tamora Pierce.
~*~
Everyone: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!
Teacher: OK everybody, stop talking and say hi to the photographer who is going to be taking pictures of your lovely smiling faces today.
Alanna: Die you fiendish squirrel!
Photographer: Beg pardon?
Teacher: *Holds up pinky finger and her pointer finger while touching her thumb to her middle and index fingers* Quite coyote, Alanna.
Daine: What? The coyote should be able to say what it bloody damn wants!
Photographer: Um...?
Teacher: They aren't always like this.
Cleon and Maddy: We are Barbie girls! In a Barbie world!
Teacher: Come on now, everyone, your parents paid good money for these pictures so you have to let the nice photo man take them.
Roger: Do I have parents? Because I'm not sure.
Teacher: You're dead, therefore you have no need for parents. The black god wanted these pictures and he's your legal guardian. Besides you're to scary to have parents.
Roger: Okey doke! *Roger flounces off happily*
Daine: My parents are dead!
Teacher: Ouna wanted pictures. And Numair.
Kel: Damn it! None of my parents are dead!
Teacher: Kel...
Kel: I mean-Yey! None of my parents are dead.
Teacher: Good. Any more issues?
Maddy: I have issues!
*Crickets chirp*
Teacher: Whatever. Line up.
*Numair steps up and sits on the stool*
Photographer: Say cheese and smile for the camera!
Numair: AHHHH! The camera is black!
Photographer: Yeah...so?
Numair: My magic is black! Black and black don't go together! It will clash horribly!
Photographer: *Pulls out a gray camera* Better?
Numair: NO! Gray is the color of armor! Armor symbolizes war! And war is badbad.
Photographer: *Gets an orange camera* How about this?
Numair: Nope! Roger's magic was orange and from what I've heard he wasn't a very nice person.
Photographer: *Pulls out a white camera* Please say this is OK.
Numair: Never wear white after Labor Day.
Photographer: *Pull out the last camera in his bag, a Barbie Extreme Camera*
Numair: Perfect! Cheese!
*Photographer snaps picture*
Teacher: Next in line!
*Daine stumbles up, leading Cloud and Kitten*
Photographer: Say cheese.
Daine: Cheese gives Cloud gas.
*Cloud grins, badly, as horses aren't supposed to grin*
Kitten: CHIRP!
Daine: I know he's a pudgy, hairy man but he's just a photographer.
Photographer: Excuse me?
Daine: You're excused, but maybe you should stay away from eating too much cheese also. *Holds nose*
Photographer: Just smile so I can take the damned picture.
Daine: AWWWW! You said the naughty word.
*Photographer takes the picture*
Photographer: NEXT!
Daine: What? I wasn't ready!
*Teacher drags Daine away*
*Kaddar walks up*
Kaddar: Money and riches!
*Photographer takes the photo*
Numair: Goody two shoes.
*Onua walks up and sits in the chair*
Onua: HI! I'm ready! I'm ready! When are you going to take the photo? Because I'm ready! I'm ready-edy-edy-edy, ready! *Begins to dance*
Photographer: Just sit down and say cheese.
Onua: OK! Swiss, cheddar, provolone, American, Carthaki wonder, lim-
*Photographer takes the picture*
Onua: -burger, Copper Island white, mozzarella...
*Teacher drags Onua out of her chair and puts her in a corner where she continues to name different kinds of cheese*
Photographer: Next! Next?
~*~
*Cackles insanely* Okey dokey! Did you like it? I'll do people from the Alanna series next, then Kel's series. I'll shove me getting my picture in there somewhere. I know you're probably wondering why I put myself in and the answer is: I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA. OK? Please press the little blue-gray button down there and...no, that one! Good job! Review!
Luv,
LadyKnight