This chapter was originally supposed to include the trial itself, but I'm trying to keep each chapter from 500 to 700 words so I split it into two chapters. Sorry this chapter took so long t put up, but I was having computer trouble. The reason there are "new students" is because I forgot them when I wrote chapter two. Hope you enjoy. BAAH!

Two weeks passed, and nothing much happened. Three students were transferred to Mr. Wells' class: Don Speekingleesh, Mollie Stuart, and Corrine Edente.

"Blackadder," Baldrick said

"Yes, Baldrick?" Blackadder replied.

"I believe I have a crush," Baldrick answered.

"What unlucky, wet girl could you, possibly, have a crush on?" Blackadder retorted.

"The new girl, Mollie," Baldrick answered. Blackadder simply shook his head and walked to his seat.

"Well, class," Mr. Wells said, as everyone went to their seats, "Once a year, we are required to hold a mock trial, and I thought let's bloody get it over with. I'll be passing around the a basket, pick your role from it. Oh, and some of you will be spectators, cause there's not enough jobs."

I'll just tell you who got the jobs.

Defendant : Edmund Blackadder

Defense Attorney : George St. Barleigh

Plaintiff : Samuel Johnson

Prosecutor : Kevin Darling

Judge : Anthony Melchett

Witnesses : Sod-Off Baldrick, Henry Tudor, Sally Cheapside, Maria Escalosa, and Dougal MacAngus

Foreperson : Walter Raleigh

Jury : Kate Parkhurst, Amy Hardwood, Phillip Hawkins, Mary Fletcher-Brown, Helen Miggins, Don Speekingleesh, Emma Curtis, Sophie Elton, Mollie Stuart, Leia King, Harry Richard

Court Clerk : Simon Pitt Jr.

Court Reporter : Ludwig Schmidt

Bailiff : Rick Flashheart

Spectators : Percy Percy, Elizabeth Queen (aka Queenie) , Corrine Edente, and Jane Goodall

"You kids can talk strategy or whatever," Mr. Wells said, "We do it tomorrow!"

"What?!" Queenie said, "I'm but a mere spectator!"

"It's okay," Percy said, "I'm a spectator too!"

"Well, yes you, but what about me! I'm special!" Queenie retorted.

"Oh, great," Blackadder thought, "I've got the absolutely the worse Defense Attorney, in the world."

"Pip, pip, hello governor!" George said, as he walked over to Blackadder, "I'm glad to be defending you in cart!"

"I believe you mean "in court"," Blackadder corrected.

"I don't see why we would do it in the mall," George replied.

"What?" Blackadder asked.

"Well, you said we would have the mock trial in a food court" George answered.

"No, I said we would have it in court… Oh, never mind. It would be like trying to teach physiology to a frenchman who didn't speak english,"

"Well, yes, quite. Well, I will try my best to prove you to be not guilty!" George exclaimed.

"Well, you should be of no help," Blackadder said. That is when Samuel Johnson (the plaintiff, aka victim,) and Kevin Darling (The Prosecuting attorney) walked up to the pair.

"Well sir," Samuel Johnson said, "I will take immense gratification in overwhelming your person in the vicinity of cloister!"

"What are you saying, old boy!?" George asked.

"I believe he's trying to say, he will enjoy beating us in court," Blackadder answered.

"I'll be looking forward to it too," Darling said, "When I finally prove you to be who you really are, a liar, a bounder, and a cad."

"Well, I can say, I've never been one for liars, bounders, and cads!" George replied.

"Quite," Blackadder said, before he left the conversation.

"Where are you going?" George asked him.

"I'm going to talk to the only intelligent person in the room," Blackadder replied.

"Who?" George asked again.

"Me!" Blackadder exclaimed. Darling also left the conversation, pursuing Blackadder, when he ran into Melchett.

"Baah!" Melchett said, "I've been appointed Judge over this case, so I shan't be biased!"

Blackadder, who had overheard the discussion, said, "Ha, as if!"

The rest of the day passed rather quickly. Blackadder went home, went to sleep and woke up the next morning. He dressed in a suit and tie and went to school.