A/N: Isn't it great that I have ch.2 posted up just as fast as ch. 1?!?!?
Yeah I thought so..well since I just posted ch. 1 ..im not going to
complain about people not reviewing my work..yet..*evil laughter*
Disclaimer: *oink* as you have read in previous stories I do not own myself. Arnold does. Yes, the russian midget in my head... *bobs*
Additional note: If you're wondering why everyone is bobbing you'll like find out in the like.. Fourth chapter or something. and yes im going to get to the point of it..soon..
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While Melissa was gathering her wood for dinner, she thought long and hard. Then it clicked. Her socks were black because she burnt them while cooking her dinner last time.
So Melissa gathered up her wood, and skipped back home singing the lyrics to her favorite song, "Hamster Tree".
**************************Meanwhile back at the house********************************
"Oh! Fredrick darling! Where did that toddler-size footrest come from? It complements the living room very well! Very well indeed!" squealed Pitootie.
"Why, I don't believe I've seen it before, but you're right! It does match well with the other furniture!" cried Melissa's stepdad, Fredrick, walking over to the dwarf and sitting on him. "Rather lumpy though. Oh well. Pitootie, maybe you could take it out and beat it to get all the lumps out, eh?"
And then Melissa's stepparents burst out into singing a chorus of the Canadian national anthem, and dancing without really knowing why.
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"..now I have a cuddly fruit!"
Once she finished singing and skipping, Melissa piled all the wood into, well, a pile. Then she ran inside to grab the lighter.
Upon arriving inside, unaware of the sight of Pitootie attempting to do a Canadian jig, she noticed one thing in particular... the dwarf was missing.
'Uh~oh! This isnt good!' she thought, and ran right up to her step- parent's rooms.
When she got up there, she noticed something, the dwarf was standing right in front of her. She looked at him and he looked at her. They both shared a very unemotional stare for about 3 hours. Then Melissa began to poke her lip.
The dwarf cocked an eyebrow than once again, began shouting in elvish. Melissa walked away from him, then finally hurled him across the room, creating a cartoon-like red bump on the top of his head. This bump would not stop getting bigger, that it got to the point that Melissa thought he was a life-size garden knome.
Melissa finally thought. She walked over to the unconscious kno-DWARF and began to dig through his pockets. Inside she found a letter addressed to her, a map of the swamp they lived in, a mysterious-looking ring, and tickets to a packers' game.
She wondered what all this meant.
"What does all this mean?" she said aloud.
She looked at the letter that was addressed to her. She opened it. It read:
~ TURTLEZITS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY~
Headmistress: Christine Dumbledore
(sister of famous Albus Dumbledore, Order of Merlin, First Class, Intl. Fed. Of Wizards.)
Dear Miss Botts,
We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted at Turtlezits School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please look at an enclosed list of all supplies you may need.
Term begins Sept. 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Sincerely,
Jupito Jeners,
Deputy Headmaster
Melissa was rather confused. She wasn't aware that there was a school like that. She shrugged it off and went back to rooting through the dwarf's stuff.
....................................
Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted Pitootie and her strange looking excuse for a jig.
She just stared at the door. Just stared.
Fredrick stopped what he was doing too. And joined his wife in her staring at the door.
Finally they heard a sigh coming from the other side, then a loud 'HEE-YA!' , and the door was in pieces before them.
In the door way was a very, very tall woman. The Pursleys had seen her before, they just didn't remember where.
"'ere is Mely? I gots 'omething to ell 'er!" said the woman.
The Pursley's just stood there in shock. Who did this woman think she was?
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!?" screamed Fredrick
"Yes, c-c-coming into o-our house l-like this," added Pitootie.
The large woman cracked her knuckles, and that was enough for Pitootie. ....................................
'MELISSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Pitootie, "GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
"Gosh, what did I do this time, actually burn the house down?" muttered Melissa. She marched down the stairs and stared at Pitootie.
"What ...do ..you.want?!" she snapped.
"'ello! Mely!" screamed a rather large woman standing in the door- less doorway.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" asked Melissa.
" I am Madonna. And you are a young witch, Melissa," replied the large woman, getting rid of her fake accent.
"Madonna? Who's that?" asked Melissa.
Madonna sighed and went to try to sit on the couch, it collapsing under her weight.
"Young, Melissa. You must listen too me. I have forgotten why we left you here with the Pursleys. But I have come to you today to tell you that you're a witch. And I am to immeadiatly escort you to Diagonal Alley, where we will buy your school supplies."
Melissa shot Pitootie an evil glare for no apparent reason. "OKAY!" screamed Melissa, and she began to power walk out the door.
"But, wait! You cant take our precious Melissa!" screamed Pitootie.
Hearing this Madonna shoved a very nice legal document in Pitootie's face. "This says that I am now Melissa's legal guardian! Good day!"
"Wow," said Fredrick, " that's a really nice legal document"
"And now," said Pitootie grabbing the document, " it's really nice fishwrap."
And Pitootie slapped down a handful of salmon, which she produced from her left nostril.
"May it be fishwrap, or may it be a legal document stating my claims to Melissa, I am now Melissa Kristen Botts, legal guardian. GOOD DAY!" stated Madonna who quickly left and ran after Melissa.
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A/n: PLEASE PLEASE READ N REVIEW!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: *oink* as you have read in previous stories I do not own myself. Arnold does. Yes, the russian midget in my head... *bobs*
Additional note: If you're wondering why everyone is bobbing you'll like find out in the like.. Fourth chapter or something. and yes im going to get to the point of it..soon..
|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|?|? |?|?|?|?|?|
While Melissa was gathering her wood for dinner, she thought long and hard. Then it clicked. Her socks were black because she burnt them while cooking her dinner last time.
So Melissa gathered up her wood, and skipped back home singing the lyrics to her favorite song, "Hamster Tree".
**************************Meanwhile back at the house********************************
"Oh! Fredrick darling! Where did that toddler-size footrest come from? It complements the living room very well! Very well indeed!" squealed Pitootie.
"Why, I don't believe I've seen it before, but you're right! It does match well with the other furniture!" cried Melissa's stepdad, Fredrick, walking over to the dwarf and sitting on him. "Rather lumpy though. Oh well. Pitootie, maybe you could take it out and beat it to get all the lumps out, eh?"
And then Melissa's stepparents burst out into singing a chorus of the Canadian national anthem, and dancing without really knowing why.
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"..now I have a cuddly fruit!"
Once she finished singing and skipping, Melissa piled all the wood into, well, a pile. Then she ran inside to grab the lighter.
Upon arriving inside, unaware of the sight of Pitootie attempting to do a Canadian jig, she noticed one thing in particular... the dwarf was missing.
'Uh~oh! This isnt good!' she thought, and ran right up to her step- parent's rooms.
When she got up there, she noticed something, the dwarf was standing right in front of her. She looked at him and he looked at her. They both shared a very unemotional stare for about 3 hours. Then Melissa began to poke her lip.
The dwarf cocked an eyebrow than once again, began shouting in elvish. Melissa walked away from him, then finally hurled him across the room, creating a cartoon-like red bump on the top of his head. This bump would not stop getting bigger, that it got to the point that Melissa thought he was a life-size garden knome.
Melissa finally thought. She walked over to the unconscious kno-DWARF and began to dig through his pockets. Inside she found a letter addressed to her, a map of the swamp they lived in, a mysterious-looking ring, and tickets to a packers' game.
She wondered what all this meant.
"What does all this mean?" she said aloud.
She looked at the letter that was addressed to her. She opened it. It read:
~ TURTLEZITS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY~
Headmistress: Christine Dumbledore
(sister of famous Albus Dumbledore, Order of Merlin, First Class, Intl. Fed. Of Wizards.)
Dear Miss Botts,
We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted at Turtlezits School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please look at an enclosed list of all supplies you may need.
Term begins Sept. 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Sincerely,
Jupito Jeners,
Deputy Headmaster
Melissa was rather confused. She wasn't aware that there was a school like that. She shrugged it off and went back to rooting through the dwarf's stuff.
....................................
Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted Pitootie and her strange looking excuse for a jig.
She just stared at the door. Just stared.
Fredrick stopped what he was doing too. And joined his wife in her staring at the door.
Finally they heard a sigh coming from the other side, then a loud 'HEE-YA!' , and the door was in pieces before them.
In the door way was a very, very tall woman. The Pursleys had seen her before, they just didn't remember where.
"'ere is Mely? I gots 'omething to ell 'er!" said the woman.
The Pursley's just stood there in shock. Who did this woman think she was?
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!?" screamed Fredrick
"Yes, c-c-coming into o-our house l-like this," added Pitootie.
The large woman cracked her knuckles, and that was enough for Pitootie. ....................................
'MELISSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Pitootie, "GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
"Gosh, what did I do this time, actually burn the house down?" muttered Melissa. She marched down the stairs and stared at Pitootie.
"What ...do ..you.want?!" she snapped.
"'ello! Mely!" screamed a rather large woman standing in the door- less doorway.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" asked Melissa.
" I am Madonna. And you are a young witch, Melissa," replied the large woman, getting rid of her fake accent.
"Madonna? Who's that?" asked Melissa.
Madonna sighed and went to try to sit on the couch, it collapsing under her weight.
"Young, Melissa. You must listen too me. I have forgotten why we left you here with the Pursleys. But I have come to you today to tell you that you're a witch. And I am to immeadiatly escort you to Diagonal Alley, where we will buy your school supplies."
Melissa shot Pitootie an evil glare for no apparent reason. "OKAY!" screamed Melissa, and she began to power walk out the door.
"But, wait! You cant take our precious Melissa!" screamed Pitootie.
Hearing this Madonna shoved a very nice legal document in Pitootie's face. "This says that I am now Melissa's legal guardian! Good day!"
"Wow," said Fredrick, " that's a really nice legal document"
"And now," said Pitootie grabbing the document, " it's really nice fishwrap."
And Pitootie slapped down a handful of salmon, which she produced from her left nostril.
"May it be fishwrap, or may it be a legal document stating my claims to Melissa, I am now Melissa Kristen Botts, legal guardian. GOOD DAY!" stated Madonna who quickly left and ran after Melissa.
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A/n: PLEASE PLEASE READ N REVIEW!!!!!!!!