AP Middle Earth
By Alyssa Wood
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Author Note: What? You really thought I was going to leave you hanging? If you did, don't tell me because I won't like you half as well as you deserve. Anyway, here's the next chapter of APME! It's kind of lame, I think. More sword fighting. I really got to find another idea. ALSO: Elfbrods STILL needs more people! My NEW address is admin@elfbrods.zzn.com. Or visit us on the web at http://www.elfbrodsrpg.tk!
Disclaimer: I own the class!!! YES!!! But the characters are Tolkien's...or Tolkien's sons??? I donno...I forgot. I just know they aren't mine.
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LIBOV ANDREEVNA: Are you still a student?
TROFIMOV: I expect I shall be a student to the end of my days.
(Beginning of School year)
Sandy walked through the halls of her High School, staring clueless at her schedule. She remembered quite well what she had signed up for this year and none of it was called "APME" and neither had she heard of the classroom "R9". "Sounds like some security room," Sandy fantasized while Finding the room and then she opening the door.
"Welcome to Advance Placement Middle Earth!" Elrond boomed with an excited grin. Sandy walked into the room and noticed strangely dressed people all around her. "Finally! New student!" This must have been some nightmare...
"Um, I need to go to the front office," Sandy turned to the instructor, her eyes showing a look of terror.
"Why is that?" Elrond's happy grin began to fade.
"I need to get my schedule changed. This isn't the class I signed up for," Sandy explained, looking around at the strange people.
"WHAT?" Elrond thundered, holding up a spork ominously. "NO ONE DARES TO LEAVE THIS CLASS! YOU GOT INTO IT AND YOU'LL DIE BEFORE YOU GET OUT!" Sandy flew back to the door, staring wide-eyed at the elf lord.
"Ok, ok!" Sandy cried, taking a seat between Legolas and Frodo. Her cheeks paled and she felt miserable in the "geek" class.
Elrond smugly sat down behind his odd desk. "Elves, dwarves, men and hobbits! We FINALLY got a new student in this class! Meet Sandra Winters! Everyone, grab a plate and let's CELEBRATE!"
Sandy fell into her seat in embarrassment. Not knowing what to say or do, she turned to Frodo. "Hey, midget boy, how long have you been in this class?"
Frodo turned to her, looking quite annoyed. "To answer the latter question, I've been in this class for thirteen years and I was the last person to enter. And to reply to your boy-boy REMARK, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE SPORK!" Frodo hopped onto his desk ando pulled out a fistful of sporks, attacking the already-freaked-out Sandy.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sandy fell back as Frodo jumped onto her desk. It took Aragorn's sword, Legolas' bow, and Gimli's axe to sustain the raging hobbit and when that was done, he still had steam swirling out of his ears.
Elrond sent the Hobbit to a dark room where some shrieks were heard echoing into the room. "Now, to get into some Middle Earth History, you all are going to give...what do you know? PRESENTATIONS!"
The class groaned. Elrond divided the class up into four groups of six. Sandy was stuck with some people named "Ewin, Arwin, Leglis, Faramar, and Pippen". Elrond danced by the group and declared their subject as "cheese munchies".
"How's THAT supposed to relate to Middle Earth???" Sandy yelled back.
Elrond shrugged. "I don't know. You're supposed to tell me that!"
Sandy sat back in the chair, staring at a LONG piece of paper. When she looked back up, she noticed everyone staring at her. "Oh no!" she rejected. "I am NOT doing this project!"
Aragorn handed her a piece of paper. "Good luck, kid!"
Sandy sighed. "This has GOT to be a dream!" she thought furiously, starting on a project she knew absolutely NOTHING about in a place that she never heard of.
"Cheese Balls relate to Middle Earth because the tiny people grew them instead of cotton in the thirteenth century. They ate them on PLATES with SPORKS and lived happily ever after, the end."
"There!" Sandy threw the paper at Elrond. "I did the project."
Elrond looked quite excited as he got the paper. Quickly looking over the paper, her addressed to the class, "Miss Winters has kindly shown us an example of her genius work! Bravo! Now, Samwise! Presentation, please!"
Sam jumped up in front of the class and started in his high, squeaky voice, "My presentation is how Jell-O is related to Gollum!" A hiss could be heard a few seats behind Sandy, but she didn't dare look back in fear of seeing something awful. "I've found that green Jell-O and Gollum look so similar, you can't tell the difference!"
The hissing grew louder until something green flew by Sandy and dashed into the front of the class. Sam, looking quite alarmed, took out his sword. "BACK, GOLLUM! BACK OFF! STAY AWAY FROM Mr. Frodo!"
Elrond hit his head with his hand as he used his elvish powers to make Gollum sit down again. "I'll give that a 'C'," Elrond replied airily.
Sam, looking quite sad, then turned angry, took his sword and attacked Elrond. The class was in an uproar until the bell ring and the class filed out. Sandy ran out of the room and found one of her friends, Alyssa. "You would NOT believe which class I got put into," she cried and the days will never cease!
To Be Continued...
By Alyssa Wood
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Author Note: What? You really thought I was going to leave you hanging? If you did, don't tell me because I won't like you half as well as you deserve. Anyway, here's the next chapter of APME! It's kind of lame, I think. More sword fighting. I really got to find another idea. ALSO: Elfbrods STILL needs more people! My NEW address is admin@elfbrods.zzn.com. Or visit us on the web at http://www.elfbrodsrpg.tk!
Disclaimer: I own the class!!! YES!!! But the characters are Tolkien's...or Tolkien's sons??? I donno...I forgot. I just know they aren't mine.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
LIBOV ANDREEVNA: Are you still a student?
TROFIMOV: I expect I shall be a student to the end of my days.
(Beginning of School year)
Sandy walked through the halls of her High School, staring clueless at her schedule. She remembered quite well what she had signed up for this year and none of it was called "APME" and neither had she heard of the classroom "R9". "Sounds like some security room," Sandy fantasized while Finding the room and then she opening the door.
"Welcome to Advance Placement Middle Earth!" Elrond boomed with an excited grin. Sandy walked into the room and noticed strangely dressed people all around her. "Finally! New student!" This must have been some nightmare...
"Um, I need to go to the front office," Sandy turned to the instructor, her eyes showing a look of terror.
"Why is that?" Elrond's happy grin began to fade.
"I need to get my schedule changed. This isn't the class I signed up for," Sandy explained, looking around at the strange people.
"WHAT?" Elrond thundered, holding up a spork ominously. "NO ONE DARES TO LEAVE THIS CLASS! YOU GOT INTO IT AND YOU'LL DIE BEFORE YOU GET OUT!" Sandy flew back to the door, staring wide-eyed at the elf lord.
"Ok, ok!" Sandy cried, taking a seat between Legolas and Frodo. Her cheeks paled and she felt miserable in the "geek" class.
Elrond smugly sat down behind his odd desk. "Elves, dwarves, men and hobbits! We FINALLY got a new student in this class! Meet Sandra Winters! Everyone, grab a plate and let's CELEBRATE!"
Sandy fell into her seat in embarrassment. Not knowing what to say or do, she turned to Frodo. "Hey, midget boy, how long have you been in this class?"
Frodo turned to her, looking quite annoyed. "To answer the latter question, I've been in this class for thirteen years and I was the last person to enter. And to reply to your boy-boy REMARK, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE SPORK!" Frodo hopped onto his desk ando pulled out a fistful of sporks, attacking the already-freaked-out Sandy.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sandy fell back as Frodo jumped onto her desk. It took Aragorn's sword, Legolas' bow, and Gimli's axe to sustain the raging hobbit and when that was done, he still had steam swirling out of his ears.
Elrond sent the Hobbit to a dark room where some shrieks were heard echoing into the room. "Now, to get into some Middle Earth History, you all are going to give...what do you know? PRESENTATIONS!"
The class groaned. Elrond divided the class up into four groups of six. Sandy was stuck with some people named "Ewin, Arwin, Leglis, Faramar, and Pippen". Elrond danced by the group and declared their subject as "cheese munchies".
"How's THAT supposed to relate to Middle Earth???" Sandy yelled back.
Elrond shrugged. "I don't know. You're supposed to tell me that!"
Sandy sat back in the chair, staring at a LONG piece of paper. When she looked back up, she noticed everyone staring at her. "Oh no!" she rejected. "I am NOT doing this project!"
Aragorn handed her a piece of paper. "Good luck, kid!"
Sandy sighed. "This has GOT to be a dream!" she thought furiously, starting on a project she knew absolutely NOTHING about in a place that she never heard of.
"Cheese Balls relate to Middle Earth because the tiny people grew them instead of cotton in the thirteenth century. They ate them on PLATES with SPORKS and lived happily ever after, the end."
"There!" Sandy threw the paper at Elrond. "I did the project."
Elrond looked quite excited as he got the paper. Quickly looking over the paper, her addressed to the class, "Miss Winters has kindly shown us an example of her genius work! Bravo! Now, Samwise! Presentation, please!"
Sam jumped up in front of the class and started in his high, squeaky voice, "My presentation is how Jell-O is related to Gollum!" A hiss could be heard a few seats behind Sandy, but she didn't dare look back in fear of seeing something awful. "I've found that green Jell-O and Gollum look so similar, you can't tell the difference!"
The hissing grew louder until something green flew by Sandy and dashed into the front of the class. Sam, looking quite alarmed, took out his sword. "BACK, GOLLUM! BACK OFF! STAY AWAY FROM Mr. Frodo!"
Elrond hit his head with his hand as he used his elvish powers to make Gollum sit down again. "I'll give that a 'C'," Elrond replied airily.
Sam, looking quite sad, then turned angry, took his sword and attacked Elrond. The class was in an uproar until the bell ring and the class filed out. Sandy ran out of the room and found one of her friends, Alyssa. "You would NOT believe which class I got put into," she cried and the days will never cease!
To Be Continued...