A/N: Yes, I got this idea somewhere else, so, yeah. But it is slightly modified. Enjoy! Uh, some teachers are not in the Fellowship, but they appear in later chapters.

Class One: Gandalf teaches us HISTORY and about the FREE PEOPLES (with help from Kid#4)

"Hello! Welcome to History! I am Gandalf the White and will be teaching you." Says Gandalf. "Why are there no girls in this class?" he muses.

"Uh, aren't you Gandalf Stormcrow?" asks Kid #1.

"Yes, that is my alias!" Says Gandalf.

"So can we call you Stormcrow?" asks Kid #2.

"NOOO!! Let's open our books to page 1,111."

"Shouldn't we start in the beginning?" asks Kid #3.

"Yeah." Says Kid #4.

"Are you teaching this class?" asks Gandalf.

"No." says Kid #3.

"Alrighty then. So, on page 1,111, we have a picture of a...?" says Gandalf.

Kid #5 waves hand in air and wriggles in his seat.

"Yes, uh, kid?" asks Gandalf.

"That's an Orc, Mr. Gandalf, sir." Says Kid #5.

"Correctamundo." says Gandalf.

"What?" asks Kid #1.

"I said he was right." Says Gandalf irritably.

"Really?" asks Kid #2.

"Yes." Says Gandalf.

"Why didn't you just say that?" says Kid #2.

"Shut up, you brat. Now, who wants to learn about Wizards?" Gandalf asks.

No one in the class raises their hands.

"Ok, how 'bout Eves?" Gandalf asks, as a tall kid in glasses stands up in the back, this is Kid #4.

"You mean those hot women that never look old no matter how old they really are?"

"Yep." Sighs Gandalf.

"Come on, guys, we gotta learn about them!!" The boy says, as all the hands in the class go up.

"Alright. Elves, as you may know, are immune to disease and illness. They also can never die unless they are killed in battle or die of a broken heart, I think." Gandalf says.

"What do you mean, you think?" Asks a rather bossy Kid #3.

"Hey, brat, I never got that far in my course book! Watch your mouth!" Gandalf says angrily. His voice starts to deepen, and the room starts to grow dark....

A bell rings somewhere. The kids get up to go off for their next lesson.
Class Two: Aragorn teaches us PHYSICAL EDUCATION

"I love Gym, don't you?" says Kid #2.

"No. I hate it. It's evil," says Kid #5.

"Well, that's what you think!" says Kid #2.

"I hate Gym. It's the spawn of Sauron!" Says Kid #5.

"Can you just shut up?" Kid #4 says.

"Good morning, class!" Aragorn says.

"Good morning!" The class replies brightly.

"All right, maggots! Now, let's start by taking a nice jog!" Aragorn says.

"A WHAT?" The class asks, all except for Kid #2

"A jog, you uneducated, out of shape, little maggots!" Aragorn replies.

"Yay! I love Jogs!" says Kid #2 joyfully.

"That's the spirit!" says Aragorn, already 5 miles ahead.

"Thank you!" Yells Kid #2 to Aragorn.

About 20 miles later and 2 hours have gone by...

"Hey, kids, I don't see you jogging!" Aragorn says like a drill seargent.

"How about speed walking?" asks a tired Kid #1.

"JOG!!" Aragorn screams, frightening the bejeezus out of the kids.

The class manages to do so.

"All right, hit the showers!" Aragorn yells, looking more and more like a football coach.

"Where are the showers?" Asks tired Kid #4.

"You'll have to jog back the way we came. And don't be late!" Aragorn barks.

The class jogs back, muttering to themselves.

"I hate Gym." Says Kid #2.

A/N: Now you review so I can write more! There will be more, however! Yay!!! Review and Read, or Read and Review, whatever. Uh, more teachers appear shortly.