|Another boring day at school|
Beth S. Alt
Ragna the Bloodedge
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The episode starts here! We see some of our students boarding the bus, as Britton and Beth exchange the following conversation.
Britton: So, you know any of the teachers in the school?
Beth: Actually, I don't think there are any teachers. I heard that the students who are skilled in a subject should be the teacher of that subject. I'm skilled in health, so I'll be health class teacher.
Britton: Please don't give off any of that "Flat chests are good stataus symbols" bullcrap in class.
Beth: ...I'm 9 years older than you. Just what are you so good at?
Britton: Science. *Cute, innocent look* Did you know? A hippo's sweat is pink.
Beth: Oh my god... I wish you never told me that.
Meanwhile, Trippy and Robo Star are staring out the window, trying to find the school.
Trippy: Tree Wood Elm... Tree Wood Elm... THERE!
Britton is not amused to be at school.
Britton: Now let me see if information will sink into your minds.
Robo Star: *muffled* I just hope there isn't a gym.
Beth: There will be, I think it's a law to have a gym in school.
Trippy: C'mon, let's go! We're gonna be late if we don't get a move on! *While raising his arms in the air, he accidentaly knocks Sarah off the cliff the schools next to. We then hear a belch.* Hey, there are hippos down there!
Beth: You know you just killed Sarah?
Trippy: Really? I did?
Beth: *facepalm* You're such an idiot.
Trippy: I know you are, but what am I?
Ragna: *off-screen* GET OVER HERE!
Beth: HOLD YOUR FREAKING HORSES, SIR! WE WON'T BE LONG!
Inside the school, the place seems tidied up. Al Capone walks out and gives instructions.
Al: OK, rule #1 of school.
Rex: Do not talk about school?
Al: Quiet. Rule #1 is NO electronics unless it's free time.
Britton: Wait, who made YOU the principal?
Al: Shut the f- *a light falls on him an Al is crushed to death*
Later, a medic still hasn't arrived.
Britton: Eh, pardon my language, but he was an @**hole anyway.
Beth: OK, so let's tidy up and get to work.
History Class, Rex is the teacher.
Rex: *Talking about Ludwig van Beethoven's history.*
Trippy: *Texting to Beth*
Text to Beth: How boring do you think this guy is?
Beth: *Texting to Trippy*
Text to Trippy: So ducking boring.
Beth: Sorry, that's my auto censor.
(To be continued)