Attack of the Scones
Principal Kelly was patrolling the hallways looking for any potential disasters when he found one. He heard a loud boom and his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. He raced to see the latest development to befall Bayville high and to his horror he found it came in the form of smoke. It was even more frightening to him because the room the smoke was coming out from was the Home Economics lab.
"What's going on?" He yelped waving away the smoke.
"Oh it's all right Mr. Kelly," Mrs. Sims, the resident Home Ec teacher was waving smoke away from an oven. "Just a minor hiccup!"
"Minor hiccup?" Kelly gasped as he opened more windows. "It looks like the place was about to burn down!"
"Well we were making scones and one of the students left them in the oven a little too long," Mrs. Sims explained.
"Three guesses who," One student snickered.
"Shut up!" Kitty pouted. "It was an accident!"
"Why am I not shocked?" Kelly muttered to himself.
"Well I'm sure they taste pretty good," Kitty held up a scorched scone to him. "Wanna try one Principal Kelly?"
"Uh actually Miss Pryde…" Kelly gulped.
"Of course he does dear!" Mrs. Sims said far too cheerfully. "Go ahead Kelly! You're always saying how we should encourage students."
"Yes I am," He gulped. Cautiously he took a bite. A shocked look came over his face.
"Oh god I think I broke a tooth!" Kelly moaned. He dropped the scone, which proceeded to bounce down the hallway.
"It's not supposed to do that is it?" Kitty asked.
"Um…no dear I don't think so," Mrs. Sims looked a bit pale.
"How much you wanna bet that thing doesn't stop until it gets to the gym?" One student bet another.
"Well Kitty maybe you had one minor setback in cooking," Mrs. Sims began.
"Oh my tooth," Kelly groaned.
"But next week I'm sure you'll do better when we make muffins. And Principal Kelly will try one of those too. Won't you Principal Kelly?"
"Hey man!" One student shouted. "That thing just put a dent in someone's locker! And it's still bouncing!"
Kelly's mouth hung open. "I gotta get some scotch," He muttered. "To uh…deal with this toothache!"