Teacher Sora's Happy Place or torture
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts… or the dancing frog … . … but I do own Sora's various tortures.
It was another day for teacher Sora to torture his faithful students. Oh faithful? I must have been mistaken, more like unfaithful in the most. It was now that the students had realized that they could rebel against there crackpot teacher. As Sora walked into the classroom with a wizard's hat and goofy glasses that were broken in half at one point, a bucket of what seemed to be tar fell on him. The class was quite as they watched his reaction.
Even the new student Cloud knew better than to say anything or laugh. He had only been there a few days and he already knew the crucible rule to follow when around Teacher Sora. Don't laugh at any of his jokes, him, and don't add in input to his randomly chosen lessons. Sora stood at the doorway dripping in tar. He looked around the class looking for the culprit but saw no guilty faces so he just cast a spell with a broken in half wand he had found and the tar disappeared. Every one in the class's mouth dropped.
Sora walked in and out a suitcase he brought on his desk. The class groaned dreading what the next lesson was to be.
"I bet your all wondering why I enjoy to torture you. Hmm class?"
No one dared to say anything.
"Well today I'm going to give you an example of the different degrees of torture I'm going to inflict upon you."
At this point everyone in the class whished that they had said something.
"This is degree number one."
Sora sat on a stool and stared at his class. At first the class thought it was nothing and only stared back. But than the tension built and everyone began to sweat nervously.
Sora smiled cheerfully as he saw his 1st degree of torture work.
"Alright than now class. Here is degree 2 of torture." Sora put on a Cd of really odd music and continued to stare at his students.
The students looked at Sora nervously afraid that he was going to do something, and yet he didn't and they thought. ' well this isn't too bad.' Until it passed 15min. of the same tune and staring. The students began to agonize and wonder what he would do next.
At this Sora smiled even wider.
"And here is degree 3 of torture!" he stood on the stool proudly and changed the Cd and began to sing horrible off tune to the most random song you could think of.
"What we needs is a few good taters!"
"POATOES!" a dancing frog suddenly jumped out of Sora's suitcase. It did a Smegal from lord of the rings imitation.
"Whats taters? Precious?" it said. " what's taters?"
"POTAToes!" Sora sang." Boil em' mash stick em in a stew boil em, mash em stick em in a stew."The class looked absolutely mortified.
"POTATOES POTATOES!" Sora continued.
"Whats taters whats what whats whats taters yea?" the dancing frog continued.
As if it was finally too much the class all stormed out not wanting to heard anymore 'whats', ' taters', and 'potatoes'. There would be some not coming back to Sora's class the next day.
"AWWW! I didn't even get to level of torture number 4 yet! And that was my best one!"
With that Sora put on a black suite, a black top hat and danced out the window with a cane, the dancing frog mimicking him.
((RANDOM! and yet do you know that is actually a very effective way to torture. I mean you don't need much to torture someone. And imagine 5 hours of that! WOOT! Well anyways. PLEASE REVIEW! ))