Chapter 4: Mrs. Ditzy to the Rescue?…

"Forward face! Forward march!! Flutes backwards march and stay in step! Trombones we need to hear that gliss! Trumpets don't rush us! Listen to the percussion! Left! Left! Left! Keep your lines straight!…" all these were being shouted by our various lieutenants; which were all the squad leaders aka seniors. I myself, the general, was also giving out my orders. We fought on, gruesome and hard! But it seemed as if they had the upper hand. The rain was causing mud and a whole lot of mess, making it hard for us to march, and play our instruments. The flutes were forced to turn from fighting to "healers" because their instruments couldn't withstand the pouring rain, we had to wait for it to pour less, and we needed someone to tend to those injured in battle ((we even somehow got magic healing powers! wooo...ok maybe not but it sounded good...we just used some medicine that showed up behind our barricade...hehe )). As for me I took my part as general and started conducting the band. We had to pull through! But we were being beaten back at every turn!

"We can do this!" I bellowed as I plowed down a metronome, "Stand strong! Do this for our field commanders! Do this for our superior at State!!! Do this for BAND!!" As I bellowed that over the rain I decided I'd take a chance with my flute, and so I grabbed it and played the highest note I could get out. A high A, which was so ear shattering it caused the metronomes nearest to me to fall over in pain. ((Well, it was ONE way to get rid of it!))

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It was almost to much., the metronomes beat. It was striking us all down one by one! We couldn't take much more of it. The trumpets kept rushing, the trombones were out of step, percussion was struggling to keep us in step, the flutes were running out of ways to heal us, and our instruments were getting dinged dented bent and soaked!!! We couldn't survive out there much longer! I knew it, but they blocked off our chances of retreat! ((This is not!! Good! This is not good at all!))

Suddenly from the direction of the school we heard a noise that made every band kid's heart jump with joy and bliss. We heard the ongoing ringing of the bell! The break bell for band! ((In our small town, all the bands are somehow connected into one big band army. All the bands practice after school for about three hours…us marchers longer…but ne wayz, the break bell signals nothing more than our BREAK from performing! It's usually about twenty minutes long…just enough time to get re-energized! Now on with the story! Hope that clears that up!…)) "No way!?" yelled Max a tenor sax/field commander in training.

"The bell!" chorused around the band in awe. "It's the bell!!"

"We still have hope!" I screamed, "But why now? Why did the bell sound now?" I said looking at the watch that popped on my wrist from nowhere ((Hey cool I got my new watch...haha...well like I said, strange things happen a LOT around here…)) Looking at my "new" watch, it said the time was 5:30...that was an hour early for the break bell. ((Yeah I know this is a messed up time frame, but as I've said things around here are VERY strange…time seems to drag and so on when things like this happen…[sighs]…))

It seemed as if all time stopped at that moment. The metronomes suddenly stopped in their tracks, and everything froze. The bandies and I were all cheering! We were praying that someone would see our struggle and send in the reinforcements! We just hoped!…

Back where Mr. B, Drew, and Genial are being held captive..

"Mr. Boomer!" cried Genial as she felt a strange disturbance from the battle field.

"Mr. Boomer!"

"What is it Genial? I'm trying to conduct our kids!! And pray for their souls!"

"Mr. Boomer! LOOK!" she said pointing in the direction of the battlefield. As she pointed Mr. Boomer and Drew looked in that direction. Their mouths dropped in awe at what they saw. Everything seemed to have stopped. "Why did they stop fighting? And why are they suddenly on our regular practice field?" Drew said

"I…I don't know?" said Genial

Mr. Boomer cupped his ear, and, as Drew was just about to ask him what he was doing, he interrupted and said, "shhhh listen closely" Shrugging, they both cupped their ears and listened intently, as Mr. B said.

As they did, their eyes widened in surprise and understanding. What they heard was the long, and faint, ring of the "break bell"! Turning to face each other they all said simultaneously, "The bell!" Turning once more they started to conduct their band on! "You can do this kids! There's still hope!"

Back on the battle field

All I could think of was "Who had pulled the break bell?" As I thought this, the metronomes started attacking again!

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Went the metronome right in my face! The loud blast of the beat started to drive me insane! "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I screamed in agony as it kept pounding away. Next to me, a fellow flute started to play our piece and the metronome stupidly followed to her beat, and as soon as it did, it fell over in defeat! Panting, I thanked her, "Thank you, Katie!!!"

"No problem, Amy!" she said as she moved on. ((So the flutes are usually the chattery happy ones in the band, but when need comes, we can really pull through our weight! So STOP TAKING US SO LIGHTLY!! There's more to us!…And we decided we still needed some of the flutes to fight, but most were still healers...))

Still fighting hard, a sight that warmed all our band hearts was seen. Running at full speed, and leading a group of old band members, who had either quit, graduated, were from another band, or the other school, was none other than….MRS. DITZY!!!! ((Wait, how could that be? I thought all our conductors were captured?…wow it IS a small world after all…scary)) We were all shocked! We thought she wasn't of any use! She was our worst nightmare next to the metronomes, and here she was helping us out! "NO WAY!" cried out various bandies at the sight of the oncoming recruits.

"They'll never break our barrier!" evilly laughed the commanding Metronome. Stopping, shocked, I said, "Hey! Since when do you speak English? You've changed haven't you? Is it the hair?....er..lack of it? [gets evil glare] KIDDING!...uh...bye now [gets ready to run for life]" ((Like I said I'm only a sophomore kid! Uh…hehe [nervous laughter]…

"Since now! And no, we're transforming! mwahaha" growled the head metronome. It didn't matter one way or another to me, though. We had more reinforcements! We were stronger now that we united!…Though I still couldn't figure out how Mrs. D got the other bandies to follow her… ((As I said, not many bandies like her…she's to…to…KIDDY like…it's scary!!…I cant believe SHE came to OUR rescue!…pinch me I must be in a nightmare!…wait I already am…ouch...that hurt...))

A/N Another new revised chapter! not much was changed, but I hope it still makes sense! I'm adding a bit more humor to this! Enjoy and review! gracias!