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Saruman decided that he was tired of walking back and forth between classes, so he decided to teleport to Science. Waving his hand, he said a word of power and vanished. Unfortunately, the wizard hadn't counted on the high level of radiation in the school (it had been a former nuclear test area- SHH!) and instead of appearing in Science class Saruman found himself in the heart of West Virginia!
"What in the world?" Saruman gasped as he found himself in the middle of a small hut, filled to the brim with slack-jawed yokels.
"Hi ya, Mester!" one of them said.
"Well," said the wizard, "I guess that this is what you get when you have Bush for a president." He waved his hand once more and appeared in Science class.
"Why, hello Saruman!" said Mr. Vidrick cheerfully. "How are you today?"
"Fine," said Saruman, taking his seat.
The bell rang. "Alright then," said Mr. Vidrick, "now, as you all know, it's time for the turning in of our science experiments, projects if you will, so pass them up!"
The class did. Soon there were a variety of projects on the table, including a pair of radioactive dice, a tiny universe in a petri dish, and a hula dancer made of cardboard.
"Okay then!" Mr. Vidrick walked over to the projects. "Well, it's time for the choosing, the moment of truth if you will, so."
"I can't stand the suspense, if you will," said Saruman dryly.
"JASON!" Mr. Vidrick proclaimed. "First place!" Jason smiled happily and walked over, picking up his hula dancer.
"WHAT?" yelled Saruman, standing up. "I made the universe in a test tube and you give first place to a cardboard hula dancer?"
"Well," the teacher said. "It does dance:"
The hula dancer started to do a jiggle but its head fell off and it was forced to stop.
"See?" Mr. Vidrick asked. "Clearly, Jason deserves first place, or I'm a beaver!"
Seconds later he was. "Wish granted," said Saruman the White.
Mr. Vidrick the beaver sat startled. "Nyack nyuck nyuck, if you will!" it said, waddling over to the cardboard hula dancer, which it proceeded to attack.
"Lucy!" Jason cried, and chaos erupted in the classroom. Boy hit boy, girl slapped girl, and oversized beaver attacked pathetic science project. Saruman was knocked to the floor.
Standing up, the wizard suddenly saw the very person he had been searching for, who was trying to escape the classroom.
"Frodo," he said.
Saruman decided that he was tired of walking back and forth between classes, so he decided to teleport to Science. Waving his hand, he said a word of power and vanished. Unfortunately, the wizard hadn't counted on the high level of radiation in the school (it had been a former nuclear test area- SHH!) and instead of appearing in Science class Saruman found himself in the heart of West Virginia!
"What in the world?" Saruman gasped as he found himself in the middle of a small hut, filled to the brim with slack-jawed yokels.
"Hi ya, Mester!" one of them said.
"Well," said the wizard, "I guess that this is what you get when you have Bush for a president." He waved his hand once more and appeared in Science class.
"Why, hello Saruman!" said Mr. Vidrick cheerfully. "How are you today?"
"Fine," said Saruman, taking his seat.
The bell rang. "Alright then," said Mr. Vidrick, "now, as you all know, it's time for the turning in of our science experiments, projects if you will, so pass them up!"
The class did. Soon there were a variety of projects on the table, including a pair of radioactive dice, a tiny universe in a petri dish, and a hula dancer made of cardboard.
"Okay then!" Mr. Vidrick walked over to the projects. "Well, it's time for the choosing, the moment of truth if you will, so."
"I can't stand the suspense, if you will," said Saruman dryly.
"JASON!" Mr. Vidrick proclaimed. "First place!" Jason smiled happily and walked over, picking up his hula dancer.
"WHAT?" yelled Saruman, standing up. "I made the universe in a test tube and you give first place to a cardboard hula dancer?"
"Well," the teacher said. "It does dance:"
The hula dancer started to do a jiggle but its head fell off and it was forced to stop.
"See?" Mr. Vidrick asked. "Clearly, Jason deserves first place, or I'm a beaver!"
Seconds later he was. "Wish granted," said Saruman the White.
Mr. Vidrick the beaver sat startled. "Nyack nyuck nyuck, if you will!" it said, waddling over to the cardboard hula dancer, which it proceeded to attack.
"Lucy!" Jason cried, and chaos erupted in the classroom. Boy hit boy, girl slapped girl, and oversized beaver attacked pathetic science project. Saruman was knocked to the floor.
Standing up, the wizard suddenly saw the very person he had been searching for, who was trying to escape the classroom.
"Frodo," he said.