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Disclaimer: I do not own Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, and almost every person in here is COMPLETELY out of character... mainly Mr. F, but that's okay! ^.^ LoL Just so ya know...
Part I
The evil High Band director stood in front of his Band class. The Brass section had blown out their lips and he asked, "Answer me truthfully, y'all, who can play their music the best of all?"
The Band president raised her hand. "Well, it's somebody else…" she answered very hesitantly.
The evil High Band director looked stunned. This has never happened before! "REVEAL THE DIRECTOR'S NAME!!!"
"Well… his hair always sticks up in the back and his fly tends to be down sometimes." The girl hid behind her music stand and hummed loudly.
He gasped. "CAPTAIN FLY!!!!!!"
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Meanwhile, Captain Fly was in the office during his lunch period checking out his gelled down hair in a mirror and saying over and over again, "Sassy! Sassy! Sassy! Sassy!!" He ate a French fry and went on to check his teeth.
Ms. Scott, the assistant band director, walked in. She could hear him before she even entered the office, and when she saw him she stared at him and blinked. "What the HECK are you doing?!?!"
He stopped abruptly and looked up at her. "Nothing…" He sat back in his chair and counted the pencils that he had thrown into the ceiling.
She let out an exasperated sigh and sat down, ignoring the fact that he was singing a fishing song to himself. ((OOC!))
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"I have brought you here for a reason," the evil High Band director said to his assistant director. "You are to go to Captain Fly's lair and break his batons!!!!!!!!!"
The assistant gasped. "I can't!"
"YOU MUST!!!" The evil director screeched and rose in his chair. The assistant twitched. "If Captain Fly doesn't have a baton, then he can't teach! MY BAND MUST BE BETTER!!!!!"
The assistant hesitated and then shrugged. "Okay, if you insist. At least I get to break something." She left.
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"Oooooooo! Ms. Scott, look at these batons!" Mr. F exclaimed, holding up a magazine from H&H. He was checking his mail and the catalog had come in. Captain Fly always took joy in studying the equipment that was for sale. ((OOC...))
She blinked and backed away slowly. "That's… nice…" She ran out.
He continued to study the batons and then eventually moved on to the section with the Bach Trumpets. A shadow was over him, then, and he looked up and screamed.
A young woman stood over him, her messy hair going down to her shoulders, and she screamed, also. He screamed back and she returned it. So the contest went until, finally, she made a grab for his baton. "GIVE ME THE BATON, CAPTAIN FLY!!!" she shrieked.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" he yelled and held it out of her reach. She went after him and he backed against a wall and held the baton over his head. "It's… my… my… PRECIOUS!!!!"
"My lord says that I… must… DESTROY IT!!!!!!!" She made a grab for it, her light brown hair getting in his face, and he kicked her. They both suddenly stopped and stared at each other for a long moment.
"What?! Ms. L?!" Without waiting for an answer from his former assistant director, he screeched, "HOW COULD YOU?!?!?!?!" ((OOC... Ms. L, don't hurt me... **dodges whack to the head**))
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!!!" she shrieked back. They had a staring contest, oblivious to the fact that the lunch period would end soon and his Symphonic Band would be entering in a matter of minutes. She finally spoke up. "You must leave this place or your bands will suffer greatly! My lord, the evil High Band director, sent me here to break your batons because he says that you can't teach without one!" She started crying and said dramatically, "You must leave! Never show your face again until it is safe! Go, Captain Fly! GO!!!!"
He blinked. "Are you okay?"
She immediately stopped crying. "Yeah, okay, I am." She skipped out.
**dodges the instruments thrown at her head from people that were mentioned in here** I TOLD YOU, IT'S COMPLETELY OUT OF CHARACTER! That's what makes it funny! ^.^ -v-
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