Rule 42: Do not participate in musical groups

"Bored"

The elders were all sitting round the living room after a long and tiring day proselytising and they were all quite content to just sit around and do pretty much nothing.

"Booooooored!"

Well most of them.

"I'm so boooooooored!"

"You're always bored Arnold" Kevin didn't even have to look up to answer.

"Well this time I'm really bored" He whined barely able to sit still. The elders all looked around at each other with exasperation.

"Someone suggest something or he'll sit there fidgeting all evening" Connor sighed looking to Kevin to create some peace with his mission companion for the sake of everyone.

"Would you like to break another rule Arnold?" Kevin questioned. Arnold's face lit up and a burst of energy ran through his already jumpy body "Can I pick? Please Kevin please!"

Kevin looked at his mission companion with alarm and handed him the rule book. Arnold fanned through the pages a look of intense concentration on his face with his tongue stuck out, which it did when he was thinking very hard. He made a few suspicious 'hmmm'ing noises causing the elders to share looks of concern as to what rule they would be breaking next.

"Aha!" The outburst startled the elders and Poptarts jumped a little in his seat. Elder Cunningham had a tendency to be unnecessarily loud sometimes. "This one!" He showed the book to Kevin who looked at the rule pointed out to him and furrowed his brow.

"Do not participate in musical groups?" he said unimpressed.

Elder Schrader snorted but stifled it quickly at the look Arnold was giving him. "Just give me a chance, it will be fun!" his excitement was hard to dampen.

"Ok I'm game" Elder Davis addressed the elders, "Does anyone play an instrument?"

A resounding silence told him no. Slowly Elder Neeley raised his hand. "I play the recorder" he offered. All eyes turned to him.

"Did you serenade Paige with it?"

"Shut up Arnold"

"I'm not the one who plays the recorder" he smirked.

"We could just sing" Connor stepped in, the gentle man never wished for confrontation even if the image of Elder Neeley playing his recorder for his girlfriend was quite funny.

"I was in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir before missionary training. Only the best Mormons are allowed in" Kevin said with pride.

"Kevin, that is so lame"

"Saying the word lame is lame Poptarts!"

"Guys guys! We haven't even thought about the most important part yet!" Arnold's smile still wasn't fazed, "We need to think of the name"

There was a pause as all the elders pretended to think of names for their new found Mormon band to please Arnold.

"So who has any ideas?"

The enthusiasm was oozing.

"Anyone? No? Well anyways, I thought of a few that we could maybe vote on. What about Electric Lightsaber Orchestra?"

Elder Schrader didn't even try to stifle his snort this time, the rest of the elders simply rolled their eyes.

"I refuse to be part of a band called…whatever that was"

"It's ok I have loads more!"

Elder Zelder groaned, "I can just tell this will be a really painful experience"

"The Rolling Clones? Pink Droid? The Force Seasons?"

"Ouch!" Poptarts flinched, "I despise puns"

Arnold looked slightly disheartened, "But all my ideas are puns! What about Aerosith? Or JABBA?"

"Oh God please stop"

"Maybe the name should have something to do with Mormons and not Star Wars" Connor suggested sensibly. "Like 'Mormon Collapse'" he suggested not so sensibly.

"What?" Poptarts laughed.

"It just sounds like a band name"

Before long they were all falling about laughing with some of the most ridiculous band names they could think of which incorporated the word Mormon in the title.

"Over Mormon"

"Implied Mormon"

"Mormon of the Nude"

"Mormon Flea of the Homicidal Dedication"

"Tangled Mormon and the Bohemian Fang"

Arnold was growing more and more impatient now that no one was listening to his Star Wars puns anymore. The elders were growing increasingly euphoric and giggly at the preposterous suggestions.

"The Band of Mormon!" someone shouted and everyone fell about laughing. Before too long it was dark outside and no one had noticed. Elder Michaels let out a huge yawn which alerted them all to the time.

"Bedtime elders!" Connor said in a sing song voice his stomach and face aching from the laughter.

"Thank you mother McKinley"

"Poptarts! I'm not your mother!"

"I don't even have to clean my side of the room anymore, he does it all for me, he even orders my socks" He whispered to Elder Schrader who grinned.

"But…but…we didn't even get started" Arnold looked very disappointed and almost hurt, "We never even picked a name"

Connor sighed, "I think it counts as breaking the rule, we'd make a terrible band anyway"

"But, The Band of Mormon?" Elder Davis smiled, "That's kinda genius"

The elders murmured in agreement and shuffled off to their respective rooms ready to turn in. Kevin and Arnold were left sitting on the coach alone.

"You'll be in my band won't you Kevin?"

Kevin tried to squirm subtly as he realised there was no way to escape this one. "Sure buddy why not?" He attempted.

Arnold's eyes shone. "Great! Ok so back to names I was thinking Han Jovi or Boba Fettshop boys or The Monkeewoks…."

It was going to be a long night.