Merry and Pippin in Science:
Well, they were supposed to be here but they were still at lunch. The minutes after the bell rang, they came in. The science teacher was not happy. "The bell rang ten minutes ago," she yelled.
"We were having second breakfast," Pippin explained.
"Detention," shouted the science teacher.
"Not another one," Pippin said, sadly.
They were playing the Bean Game. The beans symbolized fish in the Chesapeake Bay. There were fishermen and other people taking them out and putting them back in. Pippin didn't like the game. When it was his turn he scooped out a scoop of beans and took a mouthful. "They need to be cooked," he muttered, cracking them with his teeth.
"I've got just the thing," Merry told him and grabbed the bunson burner from the counter.
The hobbits got a good fire going and placed a beaker full of beans over it. "What are you doing?" yelled the science teacher.
Pippin took some of the mixture out and tried it. "Nice," he commented, "Perfectly cooked."
"You idoits," screamed the science teacher, "Do you know how many people have handled those?"
"So?" asked Merry.
The science teacher grabbed the beaker and dumped it into the sink. Both hobbits stared, their mouths hanging open. "You wasted perfectly good food," Pippin said, weakly.
"Perfectly good food, nothing," snapped the science teacher, "Go to the office."
The defeated hobbits walked sadly down to the office but perked up when they saw the bowels of candy on the admiastrator's desk. They spent the rest of the period gorging on candy.
Well, they were supposed to be here but they were still at lunch. The minutes after the bell rang, they came in. The science teacher was not happy. "The bell rang ten minutes ago," she yelled.
"We were having second breakfast," Pippin explained.
"Detention," shouted the science teacher.
"Not another one," Pippin said, sadly.
They were playing the Bean Game. The beans symbolized fish in the Chesapeake Bay. There were fishermen and other people taking them out and putting them back in. Pippin didn't like the game. When it was his turn he scooped out a scoop of beans and took a mouthful. "They need to be cooked," he muttered, cracking them with his teeth.
"I've got just the thing," Merry told him and grabbed the bunson burner from the counter.
The hobbits got a good fire going and placed a beaker full of beans over it. "What are you doing?" yelled the science teacher.
Pippin took some of the mixture out and tried it. "Nice," he commented, "Perfectly cooked."
"You idoits," screamed the science teacher, "Do you know how many people have handled those?"
"So?" asked Merry.
The science teacher grabbed the beaker and dumped it into the sink. Both hobbits stared, their mouths hanging open. "You wasted perfectly good food," Pippin said, weakly.
"Perfectly good food, nothing," snapped the science teacher, "Go to the office."
The defeated hobbits walked sadly down to the office but perked up when they saw the bowels of candy on the admiastrator's desk. They spent the rest of the period gorging on candy.