~AN: I'm writing this again. I'm tied to a chair and the cats have a gun to my head! Someone save me!
Escapade in Sheba 2
Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Queen of Sheba and I all appeared in the desert right outside of the capital of Sheba. (I don't know the name of it)
Me: Wow we just apparated to Sheba! Kewl!!!!
Harry: Get over it Michelle.
Me: Hey how'd you know my name? I never told you.
Ron: It's the magic of this fanfic.
Hermione: Fanfic? I kill fanfic!
Me: Give her the medication already!
Harry: I think I left it at your house!
QoS: Incompetent mortals! I can't believe I have to rely on you. Well on to my palace.
Hermione: Palace?
Me: Yes Hermione a palace! We're in Sheba, and we're going on an insane mission to restore the Queen of Sheba to her throne. Do-You-Under-stand?
Hermione: Duh! Mesa ain't stoopid!
Me: Now she's talking like Ja-Ja Binks!
Harry, Ron, QoS: Who?
Me: Neva mind.
QoS: Anyway my loyal menservants, handmaid, and (looks at Hermione) fool, to my castle!
We then do a running scene to the city. As we reach the gates we see a guard at the door.
Guard 1: Halt who goes there?
Hermione: Mesa stoopid!
Guard 2: What did she say?
Harry: It doesn't matter I'm Harry Potter, the destroyer of Voldemort!
Ron: Ahhhhhhhh!!
All: Look at Ron except Hermione as she's playing in the sand.
Harry: Right, anyway this is Ron and that's Hermione. This is Michelle and her...er...cat.
Guard 2: And why should we let you enter?
Harry: Um...
Me: Let me take care of this... you just gotta know how to work these people. We are the entertainers for your lord! I am a minstrel, these two (points at Ron and Harry) do simple magic tricks. This is my magic cat, and that's the fool. (Hermione)
Hermione: I a fool!
Guard 1: We can see.
Guard 2: The master didn't tell me of minstrels.
Me: Humph, do I have to prove it! Look we're late already and the Lord will certainly not want to be kept! Do you want to be responsible for his anger!
Guard 1: Um... she's right... we had better let then in.
We enter the city and are led to the palace. We enter and are led on a precession to the main hall where the Evil Magician was.
Guard 2: We have the entertainers here m'lord.
Evil magician: Entertainers but they're already here.
We all look at the dancing girl in the center of the floor.
Ron, Harry: Ginny!
Ginny; Um... hey Ron. Um... what's up?
Harry: Wow Ginny, you look nice in that...um... what is it?
Hermione: Oh, look at the belly go round and round and round! I be hypnotized.
Me: I thought Ginny was more of a good girl then this!
Evil magician: You know these people.
Ginny: Well three of then, not the blonde or the cat!
QoS: After being silent for so long starts talking more then ever. Really such an unseemly display. I must say I find this horrendous! I must say Herbert, I'm surprised at you!
All: Herbert?
Herbert/Evil Magician: Ah! Now everyone knows my name... hold on... You shall all forget about this, this never happened...
Waves hand around in the air and all get hypnotized except Hermione/ she's too stupid to, me (the magic of the fanfic) and the Queen of Sheba.
All but QoS, the idiot girl and me: Yes of powerful master, we know not your name.
Herbert: Good, now entertain me.
Me: (whispers to QoS) We had better make him think we're hypnotized, we have to fool him to restore you to the throne.
QoS: (Whispers back) I agree, well lets get on with this task.
Me: Yes my Lord, sit back and be entertained by the most wonderful minstrels in the world. We have wizards, a fool, a talking cat, and I, the minstrel. What would you like us to do first?
Herbert: I believe the fool would be best. If I am disappointed however to the tigers!
Me: Yes m'lord. (mutters) ok Hermione, you had better be funny.
Hermione: Tigers? Putties? Mesa loves putties. Thesa so friendly and nicesa. Come here putties!
Me: Oh god, we're gonna be killed!
Herbert: I am bored of this fool! K-
Me: Wait most powerful master, perhaps you would like to hear the talking cat?
QoS: Why would I want to entertain him! Humph... the idea of it! And I the Queen of Sheba!
Me: Oh, no...
Hermione: Queen of Sheba? I bow to you almighty mistress!
QoS: Who on earth would want you as a servant! You're insane, uncouth, and completely stupid!
Hermione: Me no stoopid! (Jumps up)
Me: Er... Hermione mind my asking how you became insane!
Hermione: A nervous brake down after my fourth year! I live at the funny farm now!
Me: Okayday then...Anyway now for the amazing wizards!
Harry: I don't wanna!
Me: Fine then onto my songs! (starts singing in a slightly off-key voice)
Herbert: Enough, this is horrendous. Guards, through them into the dungeon to be executed on the morrow! Except the dancing girl!
Guards come and carry all of us but Ginny away.
Me: Unhand me! All I wanted was to write my report and get a good grade! I didn't want to be apperated to Sheba! (murderous looks at harry and Ron)
We get thrown in to a dungeon and have less them twenty-four hours to live.
Me: Fine kill me, but do I have to die sober?
Harry & Ron: What?
QOS: She wants to get drunk, which considering the circumstance isn't such a bad idea!
Me: Come on, just a bit of bear, or mead. It's not like I'm asking for some bloody rum or brandy! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AN~ Okay done with it. Monique, my inspiration for the Queen of Sheba has still not let me forget about this, even if my brothers did save me for a while. She sneaked up on me while I was one the comp. And now I'm writing this again! Why me?
Escapade in Sheba 2
Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Queen of Sheba and I all appeared in the desert right outside of the capital of Sheba. (I don't know the name of it)
Me: Wow we just apparated to Sheba! Kewl!!!!
Harry: Get over it Michelle.
Me: Hey how'd you know my name? I never told you.
Ron: It's the magic of this fanfic.
Hermione: Fanfic? I kill fanfic!
Me: Give her the medication already!
Harry: I think I left it at your house!
QoS: Incompetent mortals! I can't believe I have to rely on you. Well on to my palace.
Hermione: Palace?
Me: Yes Hermione a palace! We're in Sheba, and we're going on an insane mission to restore the Queen of Sheba to her throne. Do-You-Under-stand?
Hermione: Duh! Mesa ain't stoopid!
Me: Now she's talking like Ja-Ja Binks!
Harry, Ron, QoS: Who?
Me: Neva mind.
QoS: Anyway my loyal menservants, handmaid, and (looks at Hermione) fool, to my castle!
We then do a running scene to the city. As we reach the gates we see a guard at the door.
Guard 1: Halt who goes there?
Hermione: Mesa stoopid!
Guard 2: What did she say?
Harry: It doesn't matter I'm Harry Potter, the destroyer of Voldemort!
Ron: Ahhhhhhhh!!
All: Look at Ron except Hermione as she's playing in the sand.
Harry: Right, anyway this is Ron and that's Hermione. This is Michelle and her...er...cat.
Guard 2: And why should we let you enter?
Harry: Um...
Me: Let me take care of this... you just gotta know how to work these people. We are the entertainers for your lord! I am a minstrel, these two (points at Ron and Harry) do simple magic tricks. This is my magic cat, and that's the fool. (Hermione)
Hermione: I a fool!
Guard 1: We can see.
Guard 2: The master didn't tell me of minstrels.
Me: Humph, do I have to prove it! Look we're late already and the Lord will certainly not want to be kept! Do you want to be responsible for his anger!
Guard 1: Um... she's right... we had better let then in.
We enter the city and are led to the palace. We enter and are led on a precession to the main hall where the Evil Magician was.
Guard 2: We have the entertainers here m'lord.
Evil magician: Entertainers but they're already here.
We all look at the dancing girl in the center of the floor.
Ron, Harry: Ginny!
Ginny; Um... hey Ron. Um... what's up?
Harry: Wow Ginny, you look nice in that...um... what is it?
Hermione: Oh, look at the belly go round and round and round! I be hypnotized.
Me: I thought Ginny was more of a good girl then this!
Evil magician: You know these people.
Ginny: Well three of then, not the blonde or the cat!
QoS: After being silent for so long starts talking more then ever. Really such an unseemly display. I must say I find this horrendous! I must say Herbert, I'm surprised at you!
All: Herbert?
Herbert/Evil Magician: Ah! Now everyone knows my name... hold on... You shall all forget about this, this never happened...
Waves hand around in the air and all get hypnotized except Hermione/ she's too stupid to, me (the magic of the fanfic) and the Queen of Sheba.
All but QoS, the idiot girl and me: Yes of powerful master, we know not your name.
Herbert: Good, now entertain me.
Me: (whispers to QoS) We had better make him think we're hypnotized, we have to fool him to restore you to the throne.
QoS: (Whispers back) I agree, well lets get on with this task.
Me: Yes my Lord, sit back and be entertained by the most wonderful minstrels in the world. We have wizards, a fool, a talking cat, and I, the minstrel. What would you like us to do first?
Herbert: I believe the fool would be best. If I am disappointed however to the tigers!
Me: Yes m'lord. (mutters) ok Hermione, you had better be funny.
Hermione: Tigers? Putties? Mesa loves putties. Thesa so friendly and nicesa. Come here putties!
Me: Oh god, we're gonna be killed!
Herbert: I am bored of this fool! K-
Me: Wait most powerful master, perhaps you would like to hear the talking cat?
QoS: Why would I want to entertain him! Humph... the idea of it! And I the Queen of Sheba!
Me: Oh, no...
Hermione: Queen of Sheba? I bow to you almighty mistress!
QoS: Who on earth would want you as a servant! You're insane, uncouth, and completely stupid!
Hermione: Me no stoopid! (Jumps up)
Me: Er... Hermione mind my asking how you became insane!
Hermione: A nervous brake down after my fourth year! I live at the funny farm now!
Me: Okayday then...Anyway now for the amazing wizards!
Harry: I don't wanna!
Me: Fine then onto my songs! (starts singing in a slightly off-key voice)
Herbert: Enough, this is horrendous. Guards, through them into the dungeon to be executed on the morrow! Except the dancing girl!
Guards come and carry all of us but Ginny away.
Me: Unhand me! All I wanted was to write my report and get a good grade! I didn't want to be apperated to Sheba! (murderous looks at harry and Ron)
We get thrown in to a dungeon and have less them twenty-four hours to live.
Me: Fine kill me, but do I have to die sober?
Harry & Ron: What?
QOS: She wants to get drunk, which considering the circumstance isn't such a bad idea!
Me: Come on, just a bit of bear, or mead. It's not like I'm asking for some bloody rum or brandy! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AN~ Okay done with it. Monique, my inspiration for the Queen of Sheba has still not let me forget about this, even if my brothers did save me for a while. She sneaked up on me while I was one the comp. And now I'm writing this again! Why me?