The engine of a motorcycle revved to life, as Edmund Blackadder climbed onto the motorcycle. It was September 1st, the first day of school. Edmund sped down the road straight to the high school. He arrived at the school, parked his motorcycle, and walked in. He saw three people walk down the hall. One of them was his great uncle, the principal, Mr. Richard the 3rd.

"Who's that!?" Mr. Richard the 3rd asked his nephew, Edmund's dad, Mr. Richard the 4th.

"I don't know sir. I'll ask my son," Mr. Richard the 4th answered, "Harry! Who is that?!"

Harry, Edmund's older brother, said, "It's your other son, sir."

"It is my other son." Mr. Richard the 4th said to Mr. Richard the 3rd.

"Does he go to this school?" Richard the 3rd asked.

"Harry, What is his name?" Richard the 4th asked his eldest son.

"His name is Edmund, sir." Harry answered.

"EDNA!" Mr. Richard the 4th screamed.

"Yes… Sir?" Edmund said.

"Do you go to this school?!" Richard the 4th asked/screamed.

"That's why I'm here… sir…" Edmund answered.

"YES, He does go here!" Richard the 4th yelled. The two men continued as Harry and Edmund went to class.

Once they reached class, what Edmund thought was a small monkey creature ran up to him and excitedly said, "Blackadder!"

"What is this strange monkey in front of me? Oh, It's Baldrick," Edmund said after realizing who it was.

"Who is this… Blackadder?" Harry asked confused.

Edmund then said, "It's my nickname…"

"Self-given nickname!" Someone said.

"Who dares make fun of… Oh. Hello Darling," Edmund said sadly.

"That's Kevin Darling to you! Anyway, you gave yourself the nickname," Darling said sarcastically.

"Oh, well I'm going to go talk to my friends, Farewell Brother!" Harry said and then left to talk his dim-witted friends. Then, Edmund's other two friends walked up, Percy Percy and George St. Barleigh.

"Eh, what what! Tally ho, Blackadder and all that jazz!" George said excitedly.

"George talk like a normal human being, for goodness sake," Edmund said meanly.

"Oh, yes of course, of course, What hole!... Oh, blast it all in pudding! I've done it again!" George replied trying to speak as normal as he can.

"So who's our teacher this year?" Edmund asked.

Percy answered, "Well, his name is Mr. Wells. Hey nonny-nonny, Have you had a haircut?"

"Baldrick call the police, I'm absolutely sure Percy here is a drooling pervert," Edmund said, "And, Who the hell is Mr. Wells?!"

"I'll tell you who Mr. Wells is! I am Mr. Wells, and I am your teacher! Have you kids seen any babies around, I'm mighty hungry. No? Nevermind. Everyone to their seats!" Mr. Wells said.

Then Edmund said, "Oh, God, This is gonna be a long year."