Well here's chapter two, you get to find out more on the subject of
personalities. I can't wait this writing stuff is really fun, hope you
like it- oh and by the way there is an adventure coming don't you worry
although... never mind you'll find out!!!
Disclaimer: I still do not own anything related to Disney or anything that is copyrighted.
Class
By: Catty Engles
Minnie's giggle died as Mr. Flutter directed a particularly annoyed glance in her general direction. Daisy caught Minnie's eye and they both looked away barely containing the urge to laugh again.
Mickey was rummaging in his pack for a much worse-for-wear essay. Donald's considerably better kept but also considerably shorter was already on his desk. Goofy had turned his in the class before. Mr. Flutter continued in his droning voice, "The essay you did was important to say the least and all of you 'squandlers' can get F's for all I care but you must be knowledgeable. Information creates signification!" Mickey smiled, Donald smirked, and Goofy looked from one of his friends to the other and gave voice to a hearty laugh, "hu-uh" Mr. Flutter ignored him and continued his lecture, "Now will you all pass up you essays to the front of the class.
Minnie and Daisy obediently passed their essay up and then cradled their heads in their hands for a nap. Mr. Flutter was anything but interesting. Minnie struggled to keep her eyes open as she fought sleep, she knew that she should pay attention but it was just so hard. Daisy was having an equally challenging time of it. The class was only beginning Magic being that the students were versed in spells no higher than level one, a few achieving a weak level two spell.
Daisy was one of those that had an aptitude for a certain spell, hers being blizzard. She was excited about making progress and hoped to master a blizzara spell before the end of the year.
Minnie was partial to cure. She was unauthorized to use magic outside of class but usually could not suppress the itch to heal, comfort, and console whenever anyone was in need.
Still... maybe if the high monotone of Mr. Flutter's voice wasn't so akin to the buzzing of a fly trapped in a jar. Minnie's head nodded forward and she rapped her chin sharply on her desk, throwing off any further attempts of sleep. She rubbed her eyes blearily aware of Mickey raising his hand at the front of the class. Minnie perked up a bit at the mention of the word cure.
"But sir, one as badly injured or who has sustained many wounds and lost too much blood could not possibly expect to live even with the help of a cure spell." Minnie was no amateur when it came to a cure spell. She knew Mickey was wrong, she was about to consider drifting off again when that voice spoke up. You know the voice, we all do, that one that urges you to do something. Maybe it was fate or maybe just luck but Minnie decided to speak up.
Mr. Flutter was about to answer Mickey when a hand waved from the back of the room. He strained his overly tried eyes to see the owner of this particular hand, gave up after a few seconds, placated himself with the thought that it was his glasses that were failing and not his eyesight, and answered Minnie's hand with a simple, "Yes?"
"Mr. Flutter, I would like to point out that a sufficient cure spell combined with a a potion would have enough power to replace considerable blood loss even though some side effects may occur." Minnie smiled and sidled back into her chair. Daisy shot her a confused glance; both of them usually slept through Mr. Flutter's class continually.
Mickey blinked; he inclined his head towards Donald. Donald shrugged. Goofy, with no second thought, turned around in his chair. Minnie saw and smiled again; Goofy's face broke into a wide grin.
Mr. Flutter, still caught off-guard by Minnie's statement was about to reply when Mickey's hand shot up again. Mr. Flutter nodded towards Mickey; Mickey needed no second bidding. "I may be so bold to suggest that a cure spell couldn't help a person without hindering them because of the basis of the spell. It speeds up healing and therefore drains the individual even more if he was weakened. A higher level spell such as cura would be need at least."
Minnie's hand was in the air before Mickey was done. Mr. Flutter now very flustered motioned toward Minnie to continue. Minnie was becoming irked with the prince. "That is why I suggested a potion along with the cure spell. It regenerates and almost triples the individuals own healing power, very effective on it's own but probably not effective enough for such a high level injury. The cure spell may be devastating to a seriously injured person if they couldn't have a potion, I admit, but together they work perfectly fine."
Mickey barely waited for Mr. Flutter to acknowledge his hand before he launched into his tirade, "The potion and cure combined would make a double effect. While the cure spell is a sedative, a potion is a stimulant; when one reacts with the other it may be deadly to the heavily wounded."
Minnie didn't even bother to put her hand up. She was staring pointedly at the back of Mickey's head, "But if the potion was diluted then the stimulant wouldn't be as stro-"
Mickey whirled around in his chair he had enough of being polite, this was getting exciting, "But then the healing effects would not be strong enough to regenerate the injured person sufficiently enough."
"I know you didn't let me finish, If the patient were given the entire diluted po-"
"Then we're right back to the beginning of stimulant and sedati-"
"But if it was dil-"
"It doesn't matt-"
"The healing properties would be weakened in wa-"
"There you see! It wouldn't be strong enough!"
"Yes it would!"
"Would not"
"Would too"
"Would-"
"CHILDREN!" Mr. Flutter had finally regained his composure after the initial shock of having a heated debate in his class. The rest of the class was watching intently, with so many eyes focused on him he was a bit unnerved, usually more than just Daisy and Minnie slept through his class.
"Children, both of you have valid opinions and points however-"
The bell rang and there was a shuffling of papers and screeching of chairs as the class fought it's way towards the door. Minnie found herself wishing that the bell had not rung. She tried to catch sight of Mickey but he was probably already outside the door. Daisy grabbed Minnie's paw and pulled her to the door and then pushed her through it.
"Minnie," Daisy waved her wing in front of Minnie's face, "Time to go home; school is out!" Minnie dazedly began moving for her locker. No one she knew could challenge her in her knowledge off cure spells. In spite of herself she admired Mickey. She smiled to herself as she reached her locker.
That was fun- this chapter was just to introduce you to the character's interactions, I know a little boring but still fun to read, don't worry It'll pick up. Next chappie- Hallway.
Disclaimer: I still do not own anything related to Disney or anything that is copyrighted.
Class
By: Catty Engles
Minnie's giggle died as Mr. Flutter directed a particularly annoyed glance in her general direction. Daisy caught Minnie's eye and they both looked away barely containing the urge to laugh again.
Mickey was rummaging in his pack for a much worse-for-wear essay. Donald's considerably better kept but also considerably shorter was already on his desk. Goofy had turned his in the class before. Mr. Flutter continued in his droning voice, "The essay you did was important to say the least and all of you 'squandlers' can get F's for all I care but you must be knowledgeable. Information creates signification!" Mickey smiled, Donald smirked, and Goofy looked from one of his friends to the other and gave voice to a hearty laugh, "hu-uh" Mr. Flutter ignored him and continued his lecture, "Now will you all pass up you essays to the front of the class.
Minnie and Daisy obediently passed their essay up and then cradled their heads in their hands for a nap. Mr. Flutter was anything but interesting. Minnie struggled to keep her eyes open as she fought sleep, she knew that she should pay attention but it was just so hard. Daisy was having an equally challenging time of it. The class was only beginning Magic being that the students were versed in spells no higher than level one, a few achieving a weak level two spell.
Daisy was one of those that had an aptitude for a certain spell, hers being blizzard. She was excited about making progress and hoped to master a blizzara spell before the end of the year.
Minnie was partial to cure. She was unauthorized to use magic outside of class but usually could not suppress the itch to heal, comfort, and console whenever anyone was in need.
Still... maybe if the high monotone of Mr. Flutter's voice wasn't so akin to the buzzing of a fly trapped in a jar. Minnie's head nodded forward and she rapped her chin sharply on her desk, throwing off any further attempts of sleep. She rubbed her eyes blearily aware of Mickey raising his hand at the front of the class. Minnie perked up a bit at the mention of the word cure.
"But sir, one as badly injured or who has sustained many wounds and lost too much blood could not possibly expect to live even with the help of a cure spell." Minnie was no amateur when it came to a cure spell. She knew Mickey was wrong, she was about to consider drifting off again when that voice spoke up. You know the voice, we all do, that one that urges you to do something. Maybe it was fate or maybe just luck but Minnie decided to speak up.
Mr. Flutter was about to answer Mickey when a hand waved from the back of the room. He strained his overly tried eyes to see the owner of this particular hand, gave up after a few seconds, placated himself with the thought that it was his glasses that were failing and not his eyesight, and answered Minnie's hand with a simple, "Yes?"
"Mr. Flutter, I would like to point out that a sufficient cure spell combined with a a potion would have enough power to replace considerable blood loss even though some side effects may occur." Minnie smiled and sidled back into her chair. Daisy shot her a confused glance; both of them usually slept through Mr. Flutter's class continually.
Mickey blinked; he inclined his head towards Donald. Donald shrugged. Goofy, with no second thought, turned around in his chair. Minnie saw and smiled again; Goofy's face broke into a wide grin.
Mr. Flutter, still caught off-guard by Minnie's statement was about to reply when Mickey's hand shot up again. Mr. Flutter nodded towards Mickey; Mickey needed no second bidding. "I may be so bold to suggest that a cure spell couldn't help a person without hindering them because of the basis of the spell. It speeds up healing and therefore drains the individual even more if he was weakened. A higher level spell such as cura would be need at least."
Minnie's hand was in the air before Mickey was done. Mr. Flutter now very flustered motioned toward Minnie to continue. Minnie was becoming irked with the prince. "That is why I suggested a potion along with the cure spell. It regenerates and almost triples the individuals own healing power, very effective on it's own but probably not effective enough for such a high level injury. The cure spell may be devastating to a seriously injured person if they couldn't have a potion, I admit, but together they work perfectly fine."
Mickey barely waited for Mr. Flutter to acknowledge his hand before he launched into his tirade, "The potion and cure combined would make a double effect. While the cure spell is a sedative, a potion is a stimulant; when one reacts with the other it may be deadly to the heavily wounded."
Minnie didn't even bother to put her hand up. She was staring pointedly at the back of Mickey's head, "But if the potion was diluted then the stimulant wouldn't be as stro-"
Mickey whirled around in his chair he had enough of being polite, this was getting exciting, "But then the healing effects would not be strong enough to regenerate the injured person sufficiently enough."
"I know you didn't let me finish, If the patient were given the entire diluted po-"
"Then we're right back to the beginning of stimulant and sedati-"
"But if it was dil-"
"It doesn't matt-"
"The healing properties would be weakened in wa-"
"There you see! It wouldn't be strong enough!"
"Yes it would!"
"Would not"
"Would too"
"Would-"
"CHILDREN!" Mr. Flutter had finally regained his composure after the initial shock of having a heated debate in his class. The rest of the class was watching intently, with so many eyes focused on him he was a bit unnerved, usually more than just Daisy and Minnie slept through his class.
"Children, both of you have valid opinions and points however-"
The bell rang and there was a shuffling of papers and screeching of chairs as the class fought it's way towards the door. Minnie found herself wishing that the bell had not rung. She tried to catch sight of Mickey but he was probably already outside the door. Daisy grabbed Minnie's paw and pulled her to the door and then pushed her through it.
"Minnie," Daisy waved her wing in front of Minnie's face, "Time to go home; school is out!" Minnie dazedly began moving for her locker. No one she knew could challenge her in her knowledge off cure spells. In spite of herself she admired Mickey. She smiled to herself as she reached her locker.
That was fun- this chapter was just to introduce you to the character's interactions, I know a little boring but still fun to read, don't worry It'll pick up. Next chappie- Hallway.