hello, this is part two! i am writing part 2 on the same day I released part 1, so part 3 and 4 might be tomorrow. I hope you enjoy this part :D
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PART 2 - THE COOKING ROOM.When Mrs Regan had opened the door, it was like a portal to planet zog. She was glowing, as well as the door, and she had a chopping board in her left hand for some reason. No one had noticed that in her right hand she was holding the door, a spoon, a fork and a sink, but no one really needed to know why or how she was holding all of those things.
Everyone was instructed to go to one of the tables and were told that there was only 4 people to a table, if there was even half a person she would eat their entire family and read out their home address out loud for no reason. Diablo and Tumbling ran to a table to stand next to each other, not wanting to go next to anyone else because they were smelly and annoying. Two other people called John and Daron had decided to stand in front of them at the table, which wasn't a problem but they were super obnoxious.
When everyone decided to go to a table and there was only 4 people at each table, Mrs Regan told everyone to get an apron because now they were allowed to stand up and not scoot along the floor like a dog. Most of the people were unable to do their aprons correctly, and Mrs Regan didn't notice so everyone was happy because she was very scary. After everyone scurried back to their tables, Mrs Regan dropped the chopping board, the door, the sink, the spoon and the fork and started sniffing the table aggressively.
No one knew what to do at all apart from hide from Mrs Regan because of how much she decided to act like a crazy person today. When she decided to stop sniffing the table everyone got told to look for where the plates, bowls, sinks, sponges and everything else was so they knew were everything would have been for the future, even though for some reason they decided to label every single draw for where everything was so it wasn't a hard job at all.
After everyone had found the items, Mrs Regan decided to tell them to go back into the other room because the class was almost over, which meant that Diablo would have art and Tumbling would have had geography, which wasn't fun for Tumbling at all because of how much they absolutely hated geography. Everyone had then scooted into the other room next door to the cooking room while Mrs Regan had charged through the door to the silly little room.
She told everyone to put their booklets in a small box which probably couldn't fit all of the booklets but she didn't care at all about it. As soon as that was put away, she threw everyones bags and made them wait 3 minutes after the bell to actually leave because she didn't care at all about them being late or early, even though they were already millions of hours away from their next lessons, apart from the people that had science that were actually lucky because they had to just go left and up the stairs.
After that, they had to wait another week until their next amazing lesson for food tech, which tumbling looked forward to a little but, but Diablo absolutely hated the idea of cooking.
──────────────────────────────thats the end of this part! The next part will be really soon. I don't want to rush this because I'm actually having fun with it for some reason.
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Why Mrs Regan Fell Down The Stairs
Ficción históricaI'm not sure actually. I hope people don't actually find this, because if it's anyone else apart from my friends I'll probably cry. this is a joke :D