I just want to apologise for my obvious obsession with retelling fairy tales/folk tales, it does tend to work its way into my fan fiction. Thanks for reading!

Going for a walk with Mr Keogh and Dervla became a regular weekly feature for the kids, and on that day Miss Honey made sure the lunches were lighter, which meant that Carby Nora was now served on Mondays. Dog walking day was Wednesday.

Mr Keogh decided to take the kids through the major shopping arcade in the town centre one day, mainly because he wanted to nip into Sainsrose and get himself a bottle of wine for the evening. As the kids waited for Mr Keogh to come back out, who should they see but Taylor and two of her silly friends leaning against a wall.

"Ooh look, it's Holby losers!"

Sycopantic giggles from Taylor's friends, bang on cue.

"They're going in for the play competition! Fatty Robyn and Clumsy Ben and Baby Ethan think they'll win!"

"What's your play about?" asked Chantelle, the less rude of Taylor's friends.

"Can't tell you. State Secret." Replied Ben, not so clumsy that he would give away plot ideas to the enemy.

Taylor wasn't so discreet.

"Well we're doing a new version of Midsummer Night's Dream, and that's Shakespeare, so we'll beat yours."

"Shakespeare's got dirty bits in, and you'll get disquafflified", replied Cal.

"Well you'll get disquafflified first! Clumsy Ben'll break something, and then Fatty Robyn'll break the stage!"

A tear came to Robyn's eye.

"Shut up you bad old cow!"

Jess's cheeks were flaming in anger.

"Don't you call Robyn bad names! She got me and Jeff into the Gang, and she gave me one of her sugar free sweets. She eats sugar free stuff because she's 'sponsible' all the time."

"I can eat as much chocolate and sweets as I want because I'M thin", sneered Taylor.

"Yeah, and you'll get bad rotten teeth. All your teeth will drop out and then you'll not get chosen for your Shakespeare! Toothless Taylor!"

When Lofty fought back, he fought back in style. All the kids chanted 'Toothless Taylor' and Jeff pulled his mouth about with his fingers to look like somebody with no teeth.

Robyn beamed at Lofty just as Mr Keogh came back.

"Oh hello Taylor", he said with as much enthusiasm as if he'd said "A meteor is about to hit the school."

Taylor muttered hello then spat:

"You're all losers and we'll win because it's Shakespeare."

Mr Keogh rolled his eyes and said "Oh, Shakespeare, is it? About as watchable as Big Mac taking all his clothes off."

Taylor didn't quite dare hit Mr Keogh, but she ran to punch Jeff, who was doing a mocking little dance on the pavement.

"Bite her, Dervla" ordered Mr Keogh. He used the same tone of voice as he used for "Go over and make friends, Dervla" so the dog went plodding over. Taylor and her two squealing friends ran off.

"Well, Ethan, I think we'll talk to Mrs Beauchamp about you putting the line 'It's like Shakespeare' after he's said the ending's a tragedy. Fancy that?"

"Ooh yeah but isn't it evil if we steal the other schools' ideas?"

"Not if Miss Big Mouth Taylor hands them to us on a plate. Right, my little troopers, back to school!"

And the happy little line followed Mr Keogh and Dervla back for the afternoon.