A/N A Big thank you to Aranel3 and Sangfroid for reviewing chapter 3! It would be really great though if everyone who read the chapter reviewed, because then I could get the feed back from the people who do like the chapter, and if not, what have I done wrong. This chapter is a little surreal.

PS: Still looking for Mary-Sues.

'DING DING DING DING!' The ugly creature wailed as the door began to open. 'Oh, you did want the top floor didn't you? Only this is my first day, an- and I'm not very good at this yet.'

'Oh, this is the right floor... stud,' Sarahman muttered, and stepped out onto a platform, 'would you mind coming out for a second dude, yes, step over there thankyou man, further back now, back, back...-.'

'Arrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Gasp ahhhhh hhhh....'

'Much better... man. I just cant stand incompetent ugly dudes, he really should have known what the job involved before he applied-.' A loud throat clearing noise, that interrupted the nanny's ranting.

'Oh, sorry my lord dude.'

'That's all right, Sarahman, but next time, think of the mess that has to be cleaned up, you do realize there is a forty thousand foot drop.' Thundered a loud and vehement voice.

Kaitlin strained her hearing, and sure enough, there was still the faint screaming, it was a little raspy, but it was still there. She looked around, there was the lift behind and a small building with a hose pipe, but apart from that, there was nothing else on the ground level.

'48, 49, 50... oo oo, it should be on fire now,' the voice commentated. There was a surprised shout from below as the ugly black thing ignited. '59, 60 ... only 5 minutes left now! Oh Kaitlin, hello dear, had a bad day so far? Hmm?'

Kaitlin looked up, far up into the beady pupil of one huge fiery red/orange/yellow eye. (The iris was made of fire) 'Yes. Thank you dad.' The eyeball was suspended between two tall spiky things.

'Now, what did I do wrong to deserve this horrible surprise?' The eyeball asked nicely.

'Oh... it's, it's about what happened to the tutor, you wanted to have a word with her Lord dude.'

Souron's eye darkened. 'Oh dear, yes, dear dear me, really my daughter, how do you expect someone to react, if you come into your study room, and hand your teacher... oh, It's too unthinkable to say...' he gasped, 'hand your teacher... a present, a THANKYOU present, AND a bunch of PRETTY flowers? It may have been all right if it was a bunch of rotten old smelly ones, but no, they had to be beautiful...pink...daisies. WITH a thank you card.'

Kaitlin was staring at the ground scuffing her shoes with embarrassment.

'You do realise he has now gone totally, and utterly insane. The last news I heard from him was yesterday, when one of my minions spotted him picking flowers out in the countryside, and... and singing...' The eyeball cleared its throat, which you would think was not really possible. 'The hills are alive, with the sound of music, la la la laaaa. Not only was he singing, but well! Very well indeed.' The eyeball paused when he noticed a tear had landed on the floor, his daughter was crying.

'Now now, don't be sad, I'm sorry for being loud. I know it's hard not having a mother's influence around the place. Oh how I miss Evella!' The eyeball started to water, and as you can imagine, an eyeball made of fire is likely to be extinguished with watery tears. There was a loud tisssssssssssssss sound, like when you put a fire out. (I know it doesn't sound logical, after all, he had no tear ducts, but no good stories are.)

'Um, a little help here, you know, I have no arms to help myself THANK you very much.' A large mountain troll appeared. 'Yes, Yes, the petrol is there in the corner, in the hose. Hurry Hurry I'm getting cold here!' Kaitlin looked up to see a small charcoal black pupil suspended in the air. The air was awfully cold up here. No wonder Souron wanted a fiery iris, instead of a watery one, the water one would have frozen. The large mountain troll un-coiled the hose, and opened a small flap on the black pupil, and put the hose nozzle inside. 'Ouch, careful there clumsy!' There was the load motory noise that you get when you are filling the car up at a petrol station. The troll pulled a match box out of its dungaree trouser pocket, lit it then stuck it in the hole where the petrol was. There was a loud wooooooossssshhhhh noise, as Souron's iris ignited once again.

'Where were we, oh yes, no, eye mustn't get upset all over again. HAH! Did you get that one Sarahman?'

Sarahman nodded, 'yes my Lord dude, very nice pun there.'

'Well my dear,' said Souron as he got back onto the subject. ' I have decided to send you to a very special school that will teach you to be tougher.'

Kaitlin snapped her head up to look her father right in the eye. She was looking rather hurt. 'Oh dear, you know I don't mean to be an eyesore honey, Hee Hee, but it's for your own good! I am sending you to Celetape's Warden school for discipline for nasty asses and training for future prosperous March Wardens. Obviously, you are none of the above, no matter how much I wish you were a ... nasty ass, but they assure me that they do a very good job of toughening nancy wosses up.' Souron rolled his eye when he saw Kaitlin's begin to well up with tears again.

'But it's full of boys DAD!'

'I know, eye know. They have made an exception for you my dear. And if anyone, anyone is nasty to you, tell him your father will personally fry them up, and eat them for dinner. Oh, I have heard that another girl has been accepted, so, you've got someone of your own species to talk to.' Kaitlin nodded and sniffed.

'Ooo oo- 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!...' A loud splat noise echoed throughout the valley, and Souron looked particularly cheerful. 'Right ON TimE!'

'OK Dad,' Kaitlin gave in, after all her father was going to be the supreme ruler of the world, so she had to be ready to take over if he passed away, ' just make sure you pack Mr. bunny though will you?'

A/N thanks for reading, please review! 