A/N: This is going to be an on-going fic with lots of chapters, and it'll
probably get a whole lot better when we meet *cough*terrorize*cough* new
Tortallans, so stay tuned!
Disclaimer: Tortall and all of its inhabitants are ours! All ours!! Actually, it belongs to the brilliant mastermind called Tamora Pierce. The only things we own are ourselves, the plot, and our cove of insanity. Actually, we don't even own the cove of insanity. . .we're renting it!
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Another day in summer school orchestra class. . .
Peppy: *whispering* Bored, bored, bored. . .
mUd: *pretends to cry* She stole my food!
Peppy: You know you look retarded, right?
mUd: But not as retarded as you!
Peppy: *hisses*
mUd: *barks*
Peppy: *sticks tongue out*
Students: *voice various complaints*
Orch. teacher: If you think you can do it, you can. . .*launches into speech*
mUd: Maybe if we think, we can get to Tortall!
Peppy: *gasps* You can think?!
mUd: I get better grades than you.
Peppy: So what. . .
*both think about Tortall*
mUd: *Opens eye* You look constipated.
Peppy: Shut up.
*opens eyes in Tortall*
Peppy: *smacks self on head repeatedly* Stupid, stupid, stupid. . .
mUd: OoOoo! So paying attention does pay off!
Peppy: I'm still holding my bass!
mUd: Ha ha! At least I had sense enough to let go off my cello!
Peppy: *makes a face* What the heck am I supposed to do with a bass in Tortall?!
mUd: Think it back to Orchestra, you idiot!
Peppy: *makes a face and thinks bass to Orchchestra* Now, who to meet *cough*terrorize*cough* first?
mUd: Daine and Numair, Daine and Numy!!!
Peppy: Yeah! Funfunfunfunfunfunfunfun!!!!
*think themselves to just outside Daine and Numair's tower*
mUd: *bangs on the door very loudly*
*the door swings open to reveal. . .Kitten!*
Peppy: Hello sir or madam, we're with Pizza Hunt, and we're looking for quality dragons to use in our recipe. May we come in?
*Kitten squawks and runs*
Peppy: *looks smug* Works every time.
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Please R&R any and all reviews are welcome. Even flames. They keep our cove of insanity warm:)
Disclaimer: Tortall and all of its inhabitants are ours! All ours!! Actually, it belongs to the brilliant mastermind called Tamora Pierce. The only things we own are ourselves, the plot, and our cove of insanity. Actually, we don't even own the cove of insanity. . .we're renting it!
*
Another day in summer school orchestra class. . .
Peppy: *whispering* Bored, bored, bored. . .
mUd: *pretends to cry* She stole my food!
Peppy: You know you look retarded, right?
mUd: But not as retarded as you!
Peppy: *hisses*
mUd: *barks*
Peppy: *sticks tongue out*
Students: *voice various complaints*
Orch. teacher: If you think you can do it, you can. . .*launches into speech*
mUd: Maybe if we think, we can get to Tortall!
Peppy: *gasps* You can think?!
mUd: I get better grades than you.
Peppy: So what. . .
*both think about Tortall*
mUd: *Opens eye* You look constipated.
Peppy: Shut up.
*opens eyes in Tortall*
Peppy: *smacks self on head repeatedly* Stupid, stupid, stupid. . .
mUd: OoOoo! So paying attention does pay off!
Peppy: I'm still holding my bass!
mUd: Ha ha! At least I had sense enough to let go off my cello!
Peppy: *makes a face* What the heck am I supposed to do with a bass in Tortall?!
mUd: Think it back to Orchestra, you idiot!
Peppy: *makes a face and thinks bass to Orchchestra* Now, who to meet *cough*terrorize*cough* first?
mUd: Daine and Numair, Daine and Numy!!!
Peppy: Yeah! Funfunfunfunfunfunfunfun!!!!
*think themselves to just outside Daine and Numair's tower*
mUd: *bangs on the door very loudly*
*the door swings open to reveal. . .Kitten!*
Peppy: Hello sir or madam, we're with Pizza Hunt, and we're looking for quality dragons to use in our recipe. May we come in?
*Kitten squawks and runs*
Peppy: *looks smug* Works every time.
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Please R&R any and all reviews are welcome. Even flames. They keep our cove of insanity warm:)