A/N: HIYA PEOPLES!!!!!!!!!! *Ica bashes Kristen down with Gandalf's staff* this is not a MARY SUE!!! If you even think of flaming us because of that, I will hunt you down and chop off your head with Gimli's axe!!!! * Heavy breathing * the same goes for you twits that don't review! No reviews NO STORY! Geez basically follows movie/story verse with us screwing around in it (get your minds out of the gutter!!!) enjoy and as always R+R (or else *malicious grin*)
[Morgaine: hey, this is our revised version of the story, You Did What With Who For How Many Cookies?, hopefully with better grammar, longer paragraphs and a better less confusing plot. As Avalon's Minstrel and I (Morgane LeFaye) were newbies to fan fic when we wrote this, we tried to make this un-Mary sue, but ended up making it one of the most Mary-sueish pieces on the net. Well, there's your warning on Mary-sue content, and if you've read our flames, you'll see everyone's previous opinion of our story. Here is my attempt to fix some of the story, and turn this Mary-sue nightmare into just a normal Mary-sue. Enjoy, or flame, as I'm quite used to it, and it'll point out how badly I'm still writing.]
Prologue
It was a normal day in a normal city with the strange and wacky ELC class of 815. They are about to enter a world where they are loved by a scarce few, but mostly, everyone hates them with a fiery passion. . .
"And now class, add 1 and ONLY one drop of concentrated acid to the baking
soda mixture." Mrs.Dockeray said.
Two clowns, Jamie and Matt started dumping the formula into Morgan and Erica's mixture. The two girls, both exquisitely pretty in the way that all Mary-sues must be, were shocked and appalled. Pam and Steph (the comic relief in this story, or 'almost-Mary-sues-but-not-quite') leaned over to see what was going on.
"OOO pretty colours," Pam remarked. Then, Steph, the ever-practical one, and the brains in the class, stated in all of her vast intelligence;
"Dude, it's bubbling."
As everyone leaned in to get a
look at the strange stuff, something completely and totally cliché happened. .
.
It exploded.
So did the school.
Kaboom.
A/N aright, here's chapter one and I hope u like it. Ica wrote this, I'm just posting it cuz she's lazy. (Heh heh) we're using CANADIAN spelling not that crap you Americans call language (kidding! Calm. HEY! U! PUT THAT DAGGER DOWN!) I really like the words "oy" "oy vey" and "bloody hell" if that offends anyone let me know and we'll stop. Rated for language and possible stuff later on. Enjoy kiddies!
[Morgaine: I'm leaving in the original authors notes, merely as a guide to show the progression, (or lack thereof) in our writing, and the differences. I hope that was a tad more enjoyable than the original, and had more body to it. Please check back for more. (Damn black out, knocked out my ISP, can't upload)*twitch**twitch*]