AP Middle Earth
By Alyssa Wood
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Author's Note: This is a little...interesting. I just put some words together, but it was kinda funny in my mind. We're still looking for more people! If you STILL want to join, we're STILL looking for more members for Elfbrods, an insane rpg that I can't run unless we have members (and it's a little more aligned with Tolkien than you think)! Please check us out at http://www.geocities.com/elfbrodsrpg/!!! Thank you!
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There's More To This Class Then Meets the Eyes
Will wonders ever cease? Well who said they exist? Sandy stared blankly at her quiz from the day before.
"An sixteen percent! I did that well?" Pippin squeaked from the ceiling (where Aragorn and Legolas hung and tied him after he had driven the class up the wall, literally).
"MERRY! I got a whole sixteen percent on the quiz yesterday! I'm so proud of myself! YAYAYAYAYA!"
"Would you shut up, hobbit?" the dwarf grumbled, rubbing his axe with a terrible crave to use it. "You're stupider than you look!" The dwarf apparently hadn't gotten over what happened the day before and had a desire to get rid of the hobbits for good.
Sam giggled as he watched Pippin happily. "Look, Mr. Frodo! It's a Piñata!" Sam grabbed a giant wooden spoon from Elrond's desk and started hitting Pippin, who couldn't feel anything, anyways, swung freely and happily.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The binds on Pippin's ropes broke free and the hobbit went flying across the room and landed on Faramir and Eowyn.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Eowyn jumped up, holding a pizza cutter and followed by Faramir who was holding a pizza. "That's it hobbit! YOU'RE GOING DOWN!"
The hobbit darted for the window, screaming "RAPE! RAPE! ABUSE!" Putting a helmet on, he jumped and the class crowded around the windows in awe. Sandy noticed a pattern in the daily routine. It usually began or ended with someone jumping or being forced out of the window. What's with that stupid window, anyway???
Elrond walked in and immediately got the class back into their seats. Sandy thought it was a pity because the elf happened to get on her nerves. "You're quizzes have been graded and they have been handed back to you. You all stink! And thank you to the ONE
person who said I wasn't good enough to live in a coffee can! You know who you are!"
The class looked around and found Boromir "arrowed" to the wall, grumbling insanely about how Elrond should have given him the "ring" in the first place. "Stupid little hobbit wasn't good for anything!" he muttered idiotically. "I want the ring! It's mine...all mine...and no one else wants it more than I!"
Sam took on the defensive. "YOU DARE TO SPEAK ABOUT MR. FRODO THAT WAY!
DIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!" Sam charged for Boromir with a football, determined to knock out the Gondor man's gizzards. Unfortunately, Galadriel stopped him and tied him to a chair. "MR. FRODO! MR. FRODO! HELP! HELP!"
"Thank you, Mother-In-Law," Elrond replied nervously. "And now, to continue, I'm pleased with the results-"
Pippin jumped in. "I'MMMMMMM BAAAAAAAAACK!" he announced. Eowyn, jumped up and began to pursue him, but Pippin showed her a new bike. "You think you can out run me, evil woman of the ponies! I will show you!" the hobbit tried to jump on the bike, it being WAY too big and failing. In the end, he ended up running down the hall, being trailed quickly by Eowyn.
Elrond looked hopeless. "This year seems hopeless. ANYWAYS," Elrond cast a dark glare that got everyone's attention, "our highest grade is by Miss Winters, followed by Legolas!"
Sandy looked up in astonishment. "What??? BUT I ONLY GOT A SIXTY-SIX percent!"
Legolas grumbled, staring angrily at the girl. "Yeah...and barely passed me, too...and I've been in this class for seventeen years...how can she be smarter than me? Elves are perfect! PREFECT I TELL YOU! SHE CHEATED! SHE MUST HAVE LOOKED ON MY TEST! I WANT REVENGE! RE-GRADE! JUSTICE!" Legolas held up his bow in defiance, but the bell interrupted his blowup and the class flew away before his eyes, including his competitor.
Sandy ran out of the room, hoping Legolas wouldn't miss her in the frenzy. This was a wonder...what kind of class was allowed to do this???
By Alyssa Wood
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Author's Note: This is a little...interesting. I just put some words together, but it was kinda funny in my mind. We're still looking for more people! If you STILL want to join, we're STILL looking for more members for Elfbrods, an insane rpg that I can't run unless we have members (and it's a little more aligned with Tolkien than you think)! Please check us out at http://www.geocities.com/elfbrodsrpg/!!! Thank you!
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There's More To This Class Then Meets the Eyes
Will wonders ever cease? Well who said they exist? Sandy stared blankly at her quiz from the day before.
"An sixteen percent! I did that well?" Pippin squeaked from the ceiling (where Aragorn and Legolas hung and tied him after he had driven the class up the wall, literally).
"MERRY! I got a whole sixteen percent on the quiz yesterday! I'm so proud of myself! YAYAYAYAYA!"
"Would you shut up, hobbit?" the dwarf grumbled, rubbing his axe with a terrible crave to use it. "You're stupider than you look!" The dwarf apparently hadn't gotten over what happened the day before and had a desire to get rid of the hobbits for good.
Sam giggled as he watched Pippin happily. "Look, Mr. Frodo! It's a Piñata!" Sam grabbed a giant wooden spoon from Elrond's desk and started hitting Pippin, who couldn't feel anything, anyways, swung freely and happily.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The binds on Pippin's ropes broke free and the hobbit went flying across the room and landed on Faramir and Eowyn.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Eowyn jumped up, holding a pizza cutter and followed by Faramir who was holding a pizza. "That's it hobbit! YOU'RE GOING DOWN!"
The hobbit darted for the window, screaming "RAPE! RAPE! ABUSE!" Putting a helmet on, he jumped and the class crowded around the windows in awe. Sandy noticed a pattern in the daily routine. It usually began or ended with someone jumping or being forced out of the window. What's with that stupid window, anyway???
Elrond walked in and immediately got the class back into their seats. Sandy thought it was a pity because the elf happened to get on her nerves. "You're quizzes have been graded and they have been handed back to you. You all stink! And thank you to the ONE
person who said I wasn't good enough to live in a coffee can! You know who you are!"
The class looked around and found Boromir "arrowed" to the wall, grumbling insanely about how Elrond should have given him the "ring" in the first place. "Stupid little hobbit wasn't good for anything!" he muttered idiotically. "I want the ring! It's mine...all mine...and no one else wants it more than I!"
Sam took on the defensive. "YOU DARE TO SPEAK ABOUT MR. FRODO THAT WAY!
DIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!" Sam charged for Boromir with a football, determined to knock out the Gondor man's gizzards. Unfortunately, Galadriel stopped him and tied him to a chair. "MR. FRODO! MR. FRODO! HELP! HELP!"
"Thank you, Mother-In-Law," Elrond replied nervously. "And now, to continue, I'm pleased with the results-"
Pippin jumped in. "I'MMMMMMM BAAAAAAAAACK!" he announced. Eowyn, jumped up and began to pursue him, but Pippin showed her a new bike. "You think you can out run me, evil woman of the ponies! I will show you!" the hobbit tried to jump on the bike, it being WAY too big and failing. In the end, he ended up running down the hall, being trailed quickly by Eowyn.
Elrond looked hopeless. "This year seems hopeless. ANYWAYS," Elrond cast a dark glare that got everyone's attention, "our highest grade is by Miss Winters, followed by Legolas!"
Sandy looked up in astonishment. "What??? BUT I ONLY GOT A SIXTY-SIX percent!"
Legolas grumbled, staring angrily at the girl. "Yeah...and barely passed me, too...and I've been in this class for seventeen years...how can she be smarter than me? Elves are perfect! PREFECT I TELL YOU! SHE CHEATED! SHE MUST HAVE LOOKED ON MY TEST! I WANT REVENGE! RE-GRADE! JUSTICE!" Legolas held up his bow in defiance, but the bell interrupted his blowup and the class flew away before his eyes, including his competitor.
Sandy ran out of the room, hoping Legolas wouldn't miss her in the frenzy. This was a wonder...what kind of class was allowed to do this???