The Adaptations of A Polar Bear: Chapter 4
This is coming up earlier than expected. School has closed down thanks to the SARS disease going around, so we have a *holiday* until April 6. Yay, what fun.
After a lot of chaos, 6I finally calmed down. A few assorted groups sat about on the grass here and there, playing "concentration" and the likes. Diana had decided to drown herself in her "Silmarillion" again, and Sara was pestering her, only to receive death glares in return. If looks could kill.
Then Yvonne screamed. And time stopped. The "concentration" people froze somewhere in "2255", and Nicolette appeared to be fuming, apparently because she was about to proceed to demolish Shu Ning when Yvonne screamed.
Diana did not respond, only rolled her eyes and turned back to the sack of Gondolin, with Po Linn hanging over her shoulder, squealing "Glorfy".
"What's wrong, 'Vonne?" Sara asked.
"A squirrel."
"Nothing new about it. Squirrels are common in the woods." Diana muttered absently, her nose still buried in the book.
"But. But it's big and it's dressed in clothes! And. And it has the sharp arrow thingy like the pointy-eared Elf has in Lord of The Rings!!!!!!!"
Po Linn's head shot up at the mention of "Elf" and "Lord of The Rings".
"Where?"
Yvonne pointed, looking positively terrified.
Everybody turned, and they saw the squirrel. Like Yvonne had described it, it was in clothes (a tunic to be exact), and it had a bow with a quiver full of "sharp arrow thingys".
"Bloody hell!" Po Linn's voice broke the shocked silence. "We're in Mossflower."
The squirrel, startled by Po Linn's abrupt (and somewhat vulgar) outburst, had disappeared into the trees.
"What's 'Mossflower'?" Sam Cheok asked, puzzled.
"Basically, it is Redwall in your language, and thus it is where we are right now." Shu Wen ventured to explain.
Mei Keen rolled her eyes.
Sam Cheok glared at Shu Wen.
Shu Wen smirked back.
Mrs. Tong looked blank.
Po Linn was muttering Elvish curses that nobody understood.
Diana, the ultimate Redwall fanatic, was ecstatic.
This is coming up earlier than expected. School has closed down thanks to the SARS disease going around, so we have a *holiday* until April 6. Yay, what fun.
After a lot of chaos, 6I finally calmed down. A few assorted groups sat about on the grass here and there, playing "concentration" and the likes. Diana had decided to drown herself in her "Silmarillion" again, and Sara was pestering her, only to receive death glares in return. If looks could kill.
Then Yvonne screamed. And time stopped. The "concentration" people froze somewhere in "2255", and Nicolette appeared to be fuming, apparently because she was about to proceed to demolish Shu Ning when Yvonne screamed.
Diana did not respond, only rolled her eyes and turned back to the sack of Gondolin, with Po Linn hanging over her shoulder, squealing "Glorfy".
"What's wrong, 'Vonne?" Sara asked.
"A squirrel."
"Nothing new about it. Squirrels are common in the woods." Diana muttered absently, her nose still buried in the book.
"But. But it's big and it's dressed in clothes! And. And it has the sharp arrow thingy like the pointy-eared Elf has in Lord of The Rings!!!!!!!"
Po Linn's head shot up at the mention of "Elf" and "Lord of The Rings".
"Where?"
Yvonne pointed, looking positively terrified.
Everybody turned, and they saw the squirrel. Like Yvonne had described it, it was in clothes (a tunic to be exact), and it had a bow with a quiver full of "sharp arrow thingys".
"Bloody hell!" Po Linn's voice broke the shocked silence. "We're in Mossflower."
The squirrel, startled by Po Linn's abrupt (and somewhat vulgar) outburst, had disappeared into the trees.
"What's 'Mossflower'?" Sam Cheok asked, puzzled.
"Basically, it is Redwall in your language, and thus it is where we are right now." Shu Wen ventured to explain.
Mei Keen rolled her eyes.
Sam Cheok glared at Shu Wen.
Shu Wen smirked back.
Mrs. Tong looked blank.
Po Linn was muttering Elvish curses that nobody understood.
Diana, the ultimate Redwall fanatic, was ecstatic.